An old book with a compass by the candle on the table wallpaper
A man in a gas mask walks in the rain on a deserted forest road
St. Petersburg Church of the Savior on Spilled Blood on the banks of the Neva at sunset
The road on the sidewalk with leaf fall under your feet
Rays of light through the storm clouds illuminates the gardener on an iron horse
A salad moth rolled up to the seashore on such wide rollers
Around the city on a yellow and black ducati with a breeze
A blood-colored fast ducati flies to the dream on the skeleton of man