A red sun sets
A red sun sets, blood will be spilt this night...
but the blood, will be green...oh!
I'm being ridiculous if you didn't notice. But this is the scene, a Mordor, as I foolishly traveled to the south of Shanghai...all industry and more. On it grows, and nature, well the people see her and feel her, know her, and thus themselves, less and less. Return to your natural place! To the place where you can fathom the depths of both you and nature's maker. For we are not to be an orphan sold to the creations of humanity for the price of life, but a precious jewel amidst the creation of the Infinite! Return to where you now belong! Viva las mountains!