Percival-of-Lain [2010-10-22 18:35:29 +0000 UTC]
This has a very unique ambiance which I can't quite find words for. It's like a hermit in the wilderness and one can't tell if he's sad, joyful, at peace, or all three... and then, one wonders if he's even there. It's like a watchtower without a watchman, but then again, there might be a watchman. It's like a forest in winter, but it's also like a beach in summer...
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