over 2 years ago There was an oak at the edge of the road. Probably ten times older than the birches that made up the forest, it was ten times thicker, and twice as tall as each birch. It was a huge, two-girth oak, with boughs broken off, apparently long ago, and with broken bark, overgrown with old sores. With his huge clumsy, asymmetrically spread out clumsy hands and fingers, he stood between smiling birches like an old, angry and contemptuous freak. Only he alone did not want to submit to the charm of spring and did not want to see either spring or the sun. 76f8f91d444 0 110
over 2 years ago portrait of the cutest cat ever, fluffy, photorealistic, pixar style, soft lighting, unreal engine --ar 3:4 --uplight --stop 80 76f8f91d444 0 52
