From the legend of the giant who fell in love with the moon. He knelt and cried tears of joy at the very sight of her. Yet every morning they turned to bitter weeping that she had gone. So he climbed the highest mountain he could find so that he could w
and it's a safe place despite its forbidding appearance, or maybe because of that.through the ever-present mist, the castles look like tall peaks, the little houses like hills.and the roaring falls and steep cliffs make journeying difficult.
, Peter Mohrbacher : I watched as the clouds poured forth from the mouth of the opening. The sky on the other side leaked through to flow down into the valley below, filling nothing of the infinite void that waited below it. Compared t