Traversée
The snowflakes rhythmically paced the long march that awaited me until the Atlas Mountains Cedar forests. Camped for the night in a limestone cave in the Ifrane valley, the horses of the caravan brought me the warmth I needed to rest.
The snowflakes rhythmically paced the long march that awaited me until the Atlas Mountains Cedar forests. Camped for the night in a limestone cave in the Ifrane valley, the horses of the caravan brought me the warmth I needed to rest.
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