h.dirix
The eternal, unequal struggle........
In the lonely and deserted area of "Het Oerd" where once the old witch "Rixt van Oerd" lived, you can sea the cruelty of the sea with your own eyes.
Now it seems peacful and calm, but in the distance the unbrideld sea lurks at the land that will devour it, just as it did before the previous storm tide.
At the beginning of the tide she comes and closer, lisping, murmering and grinding and aided by her chief servant the wind will then ignite her into a frenzy.
She slams furiously on the old, unprotected coast, tears the old land and pulverizes it into small pieces.
As the tide turns, she pulls back, lisping, murmuring and grinding to watch her lod from afar........
The eternal, unequal struggle........
In the lonely and deserted area of "Het Oerd" where once the old witch "Rixt van Oerd" lived, you can sea the cruelty of the sea with your own eyes.
Now it seems peacful and calm, but in the distance the unbrideld sea lurks at the land that will devour it, just as it did before the previous storm tide.
At the beginning of the tide she comes and closer, lisping, murmering and grinding and aided by her chief servant the wind will then ignite her into a frenzy.
She slams furiously on the old, unprotected coast, tears the old land and pulverizes it into small pieces.
As the tide turns, she pulls back, lisping, murmuring and grinding to watch her lod from afar........