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Gruère Night

On my arrival, the golden sunlight reached the last tree tops, but I didn't care, I was here for something else. I sat down at the lakeside and looked at the slowly fading glow on the horizon, listening to the sounds of a hang drum near me... And watched the slowly emerging fog on the lake. After a while, the hang drum player left the place. The night was near, the last light at the horizon wasn't very bright anymore. I got up and walked along the lakeside, looking for a suitable location... Which i found around a small, young spruce. And then... I watched the reflection of the stars in the calm water in front of me, while the camera captured the starlight above me.

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