In Sweden, in a field where small grass grows, there is a big stone, there is a small house behind it, a forest, ancient trees grow there and the sky is a soft blue color
There is a fish swimming in a glass in the cupboard among the books
The murmuring and running of the stream is like the chirping of children
The sun is hiding under the fan sky, descending from the clouds and hiding behind a dark forest
On the table is a magnifying glass with a manuscript, a compass and a rope