With everlasting longing and undying sorrow, today
we bid farewell to our silent Archer and his mighty Bree, depart the wee
tourist town of Pelion and soar on the billowing wings of the wind to a
peculiar new story of love, one that is painted with the whitest of clouds upon
the azure canvas. Further on, albeit at an early stage, we are to take our walk
through the rainy streets of the mighty London, our footsteps will prove to be
rebellious and lead us to a fantastic realm,...
