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The Seraphim — THE GATE OF SAHAQIEL

bugmeyer: “ The Gate of Sahaqiel I watched as the clouds poured forth from the mouth of the opening. The sky on the other side leaked through to flow down into the valley below, filling nothing of the infinite void that waited below it. Compared to.

Melancholie is nooit een ziekte maar een fantastische karaktereigenschap, vol diepgang innerlijke creativiteit, rust en (stille) hartstocht. Uit 'De troost van melancholie4 van Josef Zehentbauer

The castle -- He didn't know whether to fear, or embrace the sunlight. How rare it shown, and yet, how brightly it lit the shadows. When things are in darkness, secrets can be kept. But light had a strange way of unearthing even the darkest truths.