Time of magic

... At this point it felt like waking up from a deep sleep, inspired by dust metropolis as it unfolds each time, each cell to breathe universe. It merged with crystal water and nezhilas between green moss, stones .... Thunder has touched the tops of trees, right next to the gray clouds have fallen to severe drops wood and wind ... but at that moment it became part of the storm, parts of the world. So escape the rain did not make sense ..... Live ... Breathe ...