Mike is playing harp sitting on the boulder in freezing deserts covered with snow, the sky darkened bloody with clouds thick and downcast, wind howling like millions of wolves’ crying, the air tense and parched.

Mike is playing harp sitting on the boulder in freezing deserts covered with snow, the sky darkened bloody with clouds thick and downcast, wind howling like millions of wolves’ crying, the air tense and parched.

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