Gregory's Server
Kuzmolovo sand quarry filled with emerald water, an old Finnish road covered with snow, the ghosts of dead Ingermanland villages, and freezing winds. I can't even believe that just a week ago some brave guys were swimming here...
...We were sitting in a cafe, when we heard a very loud, and increasing, about like a train or a plane, flying very low. I ran out just in case: but nothing was in the sky.