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     Jesse gasps as well as I when we arrive. The beauty of the haddock never fails to amaze me even after my millionth time here.

     The clearing in the woods, Is as dazzling as many landmarks. The old ruins of a stone church cover the majority of the ground. A large patch of stone once used most likely as a ballroom of sorts engulfs most of the left side and beautiful stone arches with large chunks missing cover most of the right, If I didn't know better, I'd say the arches once held glass, as ornate, roman style windows.

     The clearing the seemingly desolate, holds an enthronged  vastness of serenity. The overwhelming size of it provides the mind with a somehow thorough knowledge of past occasions once celebrated and possibly mourned here, and in all church's spanning across every corner of the world.