A crowd gathers by ghostly yellow light in the hall of some ancient and enormous cathedral. The text “We danced and drank as the empire fell” floats above them in an old time font with a dark filigree behind. Everywhere a sense of anticipation and cautious hope in the shadow of long suffering.

Alone
Lots of nice, natural light and coloring, with a bridge in the center leading to a mountain where a castle or tiny fortress sits. To