The ruins of the city are plunged into grayness and cloudsThe ruins of the city are plunged into grayness and clouds
Ships are moored at the port of australia, reflected in the waterShips are moored at the port of Australia, reflected in the water
The crusaders are trying to escape but it doesn't workThe Crusaders are trying to escape but it doesn't work
These yellow flowers are happiness childhood and dreamsTHESE YELLOW FLOWERS ARE HAPPINESS CHILDHOOD AND DREAMS