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Chief editor of one a well-known newspaper asked me with a strange proposition. For a photos of mysterious islands he promised a substantial fee.


Strange islands that sometimes appearing out of nowhere in the clouds... 


According to legends, when the Old Gods hang up one's fiddle, they are going to live on those islands, enveloping them by charms of oblivion and serenity.


And looks like my airship crashed on one of these islands...