Two half figures stand ashore the darkest lake embraced by cold veils of mist and icy breath blows the leaves away... And the old black trees spread their
Tulkojums: Dziļš miegs Aeternus. Fantāzijas, pašnāvība.
: Two half figures stand ashore the darkest lake embraced by cold veils of mist and icy breath blows the leaves away... And the old black trees spread
