The room is dim. There is a lamp and a book on the table
On the table is a magnifying glass with a manuscript, a compass and a rope
The sun is hiding under the fan sky, descending from the clouds and hiding behind a dark forest
The bird is sitting on a branch of a rowan tree, holding a berry in its beak
The murmuring and running of the stream is like the chirping of children
The horse is bored, she wants freedom and open spaces
The sun is visible through the clouds, and in the distance there are only mountains
The nature of the mountain is a reflection of the blue sky in the water