The Slaughterhouse
On the far northern plateau of Iceland, while walking through a field close to a set of imposing mountains and too close to an imposing storm, I came across this old slaughterhouse. It smelled of metallic blood as strange wind ripped around it before the rain came down.
This is from My Tutorial right here - I have over 16,500 unread emails (16,763 today) - sorry but I am too swamped - but most of you ask for that tutorial, so there it is! :)
The Slaughterhouse
On the far northern plateau of Iceland, while walking through a field close to a set of imposing mountains and too close to an imposing storm, I came across this old slaughterhouse. It smelled of metallic blood as strange wind ripped around it before the rain came down.
This is from My Tutorial right here - I have over 16,500 unread emails (16,763 today) - sorry but I am too swamped - but most of you ask for that tutorial, so there it is! :)