❝Between the Iron Gates of Fate ♪—King Crimson❞

A rusty gate in the middle of nowhere, high up on Mt. Cholomōntas, N. Greece. There used to be a fence, too, but this is no longer the case. Abandonment and decay prevail in the scene, much in keeping with the autumn leaves, still on the trees: they’re about to fall soon. Dark shadows are cast.

The shot was captured by listening to King Crimson’s song Epitaph with the matching lyrics:

“Between the iron gates of fate
The seeds of time were sown
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known…”