The land just doesn’t look real. Doesn’t feel real, actually. Everything is too perfectly arranged: colours and, specially, shapes. Once you arrive at the islands, the rocky cliffs and layered volcanic hills become part of your scenery. Monuments surrounded by monuments. All covered by a shinny carpet of fine green grass. An ideal land made out of cold, winds and dark clouds. Endless rain. Within all that, deep beauty is what you sense.
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