Hey all!Well, this terrain is basicaly a residence of a lumberjack in diferent times of a winter morning. You can view the time that each pic was took by viewing it"s name (simply leave the mouse on the photo, without clickin on it).Maybe someone will certainly remember who I am quoting at the name of this thcheck out... It"s a lyric of a song. C"mon, that"s easy!
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You are watching: On a cold winter morning in the time before the light

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hmm, not bad, but the trees seem to be squashed together in one place, attempt spreading them out a little bit.
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On a cold winter morning, while prior to the light,
In flames of death"s eternal reign, we ride in the direction of the fight.When the darkness is falling down, and also the times are challenging all best,The sound of evil laughter drops around the people tonight.Fighting hard, fighting on for the steel, through the wastelands evereven more,The scattered souls will feel the hell, bodies wasted on the shores.In the blackest waves in hell"s domajor, we watch them as they go,Through fire and pain, and also once aobtain we know...So now we"re flying ever complimentary, we"re free before the thunderstorm,On in the direction of the wilderness, our pursuit carries on,Far past the sundown, much past the moonlight,Deep inside our hearts and all our souls...So much ameans we wait for the day,For the lights are so wasted and also gone,We feel the pain of a lifetime shed in a thousand days,Thstormy the fire and the flames we carry on!As the red day is dawning, and the lightning cracks the skies,They"ll raise their hands to the heavens over with resentment to their lives.Running ago with the midmorning light, there"s a burning in my heart,We"re baniburned from the time in the fallen land also, to a life beyond the stars.In your blackest dreams watch to believe,our destiny is tied,And endlessly we"ll all be complimentary tonight!And on the wings of a dream, so far beyond fact,All alone in desperation, now the moment has gone,Lost inside you"ll never before find, lost within my own mind,Day after day this misery need to go on!So much ameans we wait for the day,For the lights are so wasted and gone,We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days,Thstormy the fire and the flames we carry on!Woooaaah-ooaah-oah, woooaah-ooaah-oah,Woooaaah-ooaah-oah-oah-ooaah,Woooaaah-ooaah-oah, Woooaah-ooaah-oah,Woooaaah-ooaah-oah-oah-ooaah,Now right here we stand also via their blood on our hands,We fought so difficult, currently have the right to we understand,I"ll break the seal of this curse if I possibly canFor liberty of eexceptionally man!So much away we wait for the day,For the lights are so wasted and gone,We feel the pain of a lifetime shed in a thousand also days,Through the fire and also the flames we bring on!


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Hey, I recognize that song!Well, the terrain is ok, yet the fog does not mix through the skies. It does look prefer a cold winter morning, though (except in the night shot)