Untitled 34 (A Look at the Weekend #24) 4 December 2014

"Dark spruce forest frowned on either side of the frozen waterway.  The trees had been stripped by a recent wind of their white covering of frost, and they seemed to lean towards each other, black and ominous, in the fading light.  A vast silence reigned over the land.  The land itself was a desolation, lifeless, without movement, so lone and cold that the spirit of it was not even that of sadness.  There was a hint in it of laughter, but of a laughter more terrible than any sadness, a laughter that was mirthless as the smile of the sphinx, a laughter as cold as the frost."

Jack London, The Call of the Wild

If that's not as black metal as fuck, you've got me as to what is.  Anyway, no real weekend plans at this point.  Carry on soldier.