I`m here. But where are you? Oh sweet sun. Hides behind the dark gray clouds.

Dark dark dark dark oh yeah

暖かい。

'Tis ov'rcast.

The magic hour

compared to other days... it's a lil tame.... but still, reminds me of juunyeoung kim's username.

Void had filled the heavens above, like the heart of those who had sinned, as night had settled over the land. Clouds had disappeared and were consumed by the darkness, with nothing but the waning gibbous moon filling the now dark and empty sky.

The current one is just like ordinary ones, nothing special but once catching thunder light up the black sky, then vanish, leaving the merely dark scene behind.

i can see the land of cloud today... it was too big to fit in the photo but the cloud was even longer than it appears in the picture. im not sure if its stratus cloud but it looks like there is another world above our world. i wonder who lives there

Sky I can see from a window gap is very small and also there is a little big tree. To be able to peek through my room is a very compact world, like using a cropping tool. It is too Tokyoish. But the rays passing through that tree with geometric pattern is sort of classy and rhythmic stairs of a fairy tale, so I prefer it a bit.

A limitless, brand-new sky that feels like a world is being created every time the day begins. It's framed by the evergreen of mountains, showing sharp edges as if they were cut with a knife in the crystal-clear air. A skylark's voice echoes in that cloudless daylight and will reach places over the rainbow, carrying my white breath at the beginning of December.

Above, a canvas of winter's breath. The heavens put on a dress of gray and white serenity. From that dress, delicate flakes are shaken out, gliding ever so gracefully to the ground, coating our mortal realm with a layer as white as sugar.