Ayazkala, Uzbekistan 2012
Icy winds blew across the empty Kizlkum desert. Shadows of blues and purples contrasted with the sun’s golden light falling on the 4th century BC fort.
The dancer seemed to be saying farewell to the setting sun with sinuous arm movements and rapid, hopping steps. I thought of the Zoroastrians who in ancient times might have had a similar dance to worship fire.
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