The state of the soul is like a lonely tree in a storm among the rocksThe state of the soul is like a lonely tree in a storm among the rocks
Art object - a magical gloomy cemetery with a flock of crowsArt object - a magical gloomy cemetery with a flock of crows
The wolf of the industrial zone, the warrior of the urban slumsThe wolf of the industrial zone, the warrior of the urban slums
Once in a fairy tale, a blonde girl in a purple fogOnce in a fairy tale, a blonde girl in a purple fog
Stunning view of the field running away into the skyStunning view of the field running away into the sky