Leading out to the Temple, the path is lined with poles. These poles bear lanterns in the evening... small fires littered with promises and hopes as they are hung up, to burn through the night and help you find your way.
During the day, I got trapped here during a dust storm, and had to crouch down for several minutes, hastily pulling on my goggles and bandanna. In the distance here, you can see the start of the storm.
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