The cold quietly seeps in. Rain’s falling, the leaves turn brown and will soon fall off the trees. There’s this wind from the North that really gets into my bones these days. In short, fall’s here.

And with it come our thoughts of doom and depression. Lost melodies of Vanha flutter by like a disaster-laden butterfly from desolation camp. And we dream to escape to the place of eternal spring and juicy summer days. So, let’s just all move down to Australia, count some kangaroos, drink lots of the local brews, and look for Crocodile Dundee. … [...] Click to raid more!