Images from Socotra

The End of the Known World: Socotra in Colours and Silence

Socotra is unlike any place you've ever seen. It's an island carved out of time, where the trees bleed red, rocks twist like dreams, and the sea meets the desert with no warning. Rumyana Boseva captures this otherworldly energy in frames that smell of salt and dust. Camels trek across white dunes, dragon trees spread like lightning, and the sky hangs low over the silent landscapes. This isn't just a photo album—it's an archive of a reality that seems like it shouldn’t exist.

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Rumiana Boseva

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Images from Socotra

The End of the Known World: Socotra in Colours and Silence

Socotra is unlike any place you've ever seen. It's an island carved out of time, where the trees bleed red, rocks twist like dreams, and the sea meets the desert with no warning. Rumyana Boseva captures this otherworldly energy in frames that smell of salt and dust. Camels trek across white dunes, dragon trees spread like lightning, and the sky hangs low over the silent landscapes. This isn't just a photo album—it's an archive of a reality that seems like it shouldn’t exist.

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Rumiana Boseva

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Images from Socotra

The End of the Known World: Socotra in Colours and Silence

Socotra is unlike any place you've ever seen. It's an island carved out of time, where the trees bleed red, rocks twist like dreams, and the sea meets the desert with no warning. Rumyana Boseva captures this otherworldly energy in frames that smell of salt and dust. Camels trek across white dunes, dragon trees spread like lightning, and the sky hangs low over the silent landscapes. This isn't just a photo album—it's an archive of a reality that seems like it shouldn’t exist.

Photographer

Rumiana Boseva

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Images from Socotra

The End of the Known World: Socotra in Colours and Silence

Socotra is unlike any place you've ever seen. It's an island carved out of time, where the trees bleed red, rocks twist like dreams, and the sea meets the desert with no warning. Rumyana Boseva captures this otherworldly energy in frames that smell of salt and dust. Camels trek across white dunes, dragon trees spread like lightning, and the sky hangs low over the silent landscapes. This isn't just a photo album—it's an archive of a reality that seems like it shouldn’t exist.

Photographer

Rumiana Boseva

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