Greasy, sticky bundles of clouds flooded the firmament like tidal waves driven by the moon's hand. A man was trembling with gusts of wind. He had been stuck alone and stupidly on the walls of a medieval castle. Had he been a British actor in a monster hunter series, he would have concluded his plight with a thoughtful "hmm" or a word that means purely physical love... and escape that hell. But he stubbornly – and imprudently – persisted, anchored only by the weight of a dream. He wanted to enslave the beauty of nature in his own mobile fortress. Behind the walls of a darkened tunnel, behind a mirror guarding a photosensitive digital canvas. He also wishes he didn't catch a cold on the occasion...
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