![]() ![]() ![]() His only goal, apparently, is to attack me and stop my speedy exploration. It’s game over.Īn angry lemur is chasing me, probably because I, once a mountain shepherd and now a tourist with a sandboard and little knowledge of lemur manners, woke the creature who was resting in his hut. ![]() I hit the rock and fall face down in the sand. In fact, the horizon is so beautiful, I don’t see another rock waiting just ahead of me as soon as I stick the landing. The sky in the distance is a sight to behold – a full moon, barely visible among the clouds, faintly illuminates a panorama of ancient ruins left to age and crumble. While airborne, I glance at the dune ahead of me, and decide to attempt a backflip. My experience tells me that, in most cases, rocks have to be avoided, so I jump. The sky above the desert has chosen a peculiar, almost plum-like shade of purple tonight as I’m nimbly moving past tall silhouettes of cacti and palm trees, when I see the black contours of a rock. ![]()
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