Agayman
Pretty awesome
I was a tarpan. There was a whole herd of us, and we raced across the steppe, leaping over hills and ravines. The earth flew under our feet, and we were free from it, from the earth, and from the sky, getting cold over our heads, and from boring duty to return home to the stable.
We didn’t have a home, we didn’t have anything worth treasured on earth. We flew between the steppe and the sun, incinerating each other with the eternal heat of love, and maybe hate. We flew between two lights, like an arrow shot after us, or a bullet flying towards us. And at sunset, when, exhausted, the sun and the steppe were leaning towards each other, we alone did not feel tired. Continue reading
aquamarine
head
animal
rider
portions
chestnut
palm
groups
Director
color
education
koumiss
encourage
sandy color
century
Russian Trotter
fickle
travel
constant desire
artistic
Bucephalus
descendants
dessert
orientation
Vladimir
foals
jabe
heavy
wild
person
food
Middle Ages
riding
brain
stallions
skin
hands
Stuntman
fawn
oatmeal
horse stables
horse
horse unattended
minute
temperature
Mukhtarbek Kantemirov
Fire
touches
tenderly
environment
tradition
careful
sunburn
Alexander
red-red
equestrian theater
hair
demonstration
shade
torso
section
speak softly
nomads
division
the limited space
brown
control