PhotoStory Title
To sit on rocks,
To muse o'er flood and fell,
To slowly trace the forest's shady scene,
Where things that own not man's dominion dwell,
And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been;
To climb the trackless mountain all unseen,
With the wild flock that never needs a fold;
Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean;
This is not solitude, 'tis but to hold
Converse with Nature's charms,
And view her stores unrolled.
(Omake - additional image)
Words by: Lord George Gordon Byron; Solitude
Pictures by: Li Izumi
Dolls: Beryl Astraea and Sard Elnath
Costumes (Beryl): Corset, default; Skirt, Akiko
Costumes (Sard): Shirt, Dollmore; Cloak&Kilt, default
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