A man in combat gear with gas cylinders on his back and a machine gun in his hand looks at a Christmas tree in the world of the apocalypse
There is no mistaking the beauty of the fields and hills of Italy
Autumn sunset over the lake and trees with almost no leaves
The light is at the end of the path no matter what
The twigs are already bare and there are no leaves on them
Three de stripes with alternating red and burgundy