Seated beneath the shade while engaged in a pleasant conversation, he gazed fixedly on the horizon. “So strange. This distance, can it truly be real?†He suddenly exclaimed in a bellow more so to himself. The scenery seemed to be made from coils of a snake, forming a bridge made only for trolls. But this description shied away from any spotlight retreating into the the depths of the dark. But hide and seek has always been a favorite game of mine, and I desire close up entrances wearing nothing but your firearm.