In the forest there is an entrance in the tree and there is light there
There, beyond the mists, where there is no place for longing
When there is sweetness, there is no place for sadness
There is a machine gun on the floor. There are two clips nearby
There is a fluctuation in space, as well as a glow, circles fly by against the sky
In the picture there is an animated character with a gun and a pistol
A painted girl on a plane, on which there is a fire
There are countless races in the world of warcraft, magicians and people, wars and countless