Bavarian dream

Street lights, dim lights, soft rain. It falls, it drifts, slowly from the Bavarian sky. Down, down as we move.

We walk, we talk. Searching, in search of a place to spend some time. A haunt for the night.

The Bavarian city is tranquil. Lights flicker. A few shops appear to be open, they look empty.

Dimmed lights glow from a translucent window.

The haven has been found.


Demola, TCC