There was full moon but we watched "half moon". And the next time we met, there was half moon. I guess it was the movie we had to see. Things had to happen that way. We might meet in the next full moon. About the music in the movie....parallel to the sound of traditional string instruments, the cd with traditional instumental music of Turkmenistan I copied has to find its owner. The sound of a dotar being played, overlapping days. The sound narrows the time until you come back.
The desert came whispering. The most beautiful side of the desert came, unexpectedly. Will you stay? Have you covered everything with sand?