The Crossing

'Feeling as if the weight of the world choking me, i quickly get myself up and realize that i am still alive of course.  But now i am somewhere else,  a patch of flowers, a monument of uncertainty in the distance, foreboding cloud that inches closer to signify a great storm that will arrive. The last piece of warmth is moving away into the far distance. it looks like a place that people would use for some kind of ceremony... The structures in the distance looks gloomy, not promising at all. Why am i brought here? What do i expect to discover in this meadow? Even if i know it would not fix anything, only explain it. Maybe i should get moving soon, who knows what would happen again.
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Hey there
I hope you enjoy the painting along with the story that goes along with it
I was looking around google maps when i found a really nice cliffside on the edge of iceland and i think it would be cool to fo a scene using that as some kind of reference. It turns out pretty cool (Minus the ominous looking structure in the distance of course). Going with the idea that he is in a warm small sanctuary while everything in the distance is looking grim, hinting of the uncertain days to come. I wonder how he would deal with it eventually.
Anyways thank you for reading, i hope you have a nice day