Dear Friends
like a Pilgrimage, this infused in me in ascending Deung Gyeong. Rooted in the sea but ascending to the sky, a real holy place. Strange aggressive Demons born from its own Magma or peaceful sharp-eyed demons from instrumentation laboratories populate it (see the images). A green, quiet, concave top betrays a tormented past. Comments from your side are welcome.
Salutations
Giancarlo
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