The sun is setting low over the Czech city of Prague. I spent the day wandering St. Vitus Cathedral, a gothic labyrinth that rises high above the surrounding buildings, a brooding presence of ancient power and a reminder of the transience of human life. It is a magnificently haunting structure.

As I made my way through the cathedral's dimly lit halls, I felt the weight of centuries bearing down upon me, like the oppressive force of an endless night. The dark corners and hidden alcoves whispered secrets of a bygone era, of kings and crusades, of wars and revolutions.

The cathedral's architecture is both beautiful and menacing, with its towering spires, intricate carvings, and ominous gargoyles. It is a monument to the unyielding power of the divine, a bastion of faith that has withstood the test of time and the ravages of history.

I gazed upon the cathedral's stained glass windows and felt a sense of reverence wash over me. The vivid colors and intricate designs seemed to shimmer with a primal energy, a force that transcended human comprehension.

I left the cathedral feeling both humbled and exalted, a witness to the eternal struggle between darkness and light, life and death, faith and doubt.

Wish You Were Here,

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