The ideea was to arrive up on Clincea and to find out some ride down the mountain.
View towards Clincea, Ciubotea, Scara:
I've climbed the mountains high and walked among the clouds, I've reached the outer realms
Clincea sentinel:
Up on Clincea it was hard snowing:
There it is Tiganesti and Bucsoiul:
Upon the highest mountain, way up by the horizon, lies an ancient path ...
The path of the gods !
There by the boundaries of seldom broken lines Lies the way ... (Urlatoarea Clincei, with my line)
I still dream of the mountains , where I used to be a king. King of all outer realms. How I wish to return !
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