[Sahara Desert, Morroco. December 2005]
[Camera: Nikon F65, analog!!]
As if a portal was opened in the time, sometimes the dusk in the Sahara is an entry to another dimension. The sky changes mysteriously, the wind brings smells of distant places, everything is waved slightly in contour. It never lasts enough to see them coming through the clouds, but one their breath of sulphur turningt the horizon into fire. The door is closed before our eyes, there comes the darkness that persecutes their kingdom and that lefts the twinkling stars in the distance. The land of the dragoons stays far, too far to be able to find her.
