Damned North

Wooden log huts, a planked footway, small fishing boats on a smooth surface of the White Sea. People - too small, against the huge sea and the boundless nature. All live, as if closed in the "internal" life which was much more interesting, than external. All live in the city where the sky it is not visible. We forget, we lose feeling, very important, the feeling of that is that we part something huge, something fine and at the same time awful...