Stone Circle affectionately flipping the bird

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The fleeting flutter of a bird's wings followed by it's caw.
White noise of the morning rain.
The sun's rays peeking just above the horizon.

The mammoth of a man sat idly within the circle of stones, their looming figures stretching high above him as if hands reaching for the sky—eager to escape from the choke-hold of the fog that clouded everything in uncertainty. Strangely enough, the patriarch found the place still comforting despite the eerie tone. He held his head high, letting the rain catch of his face and slide down over his closed eyes only to gather on his chin and drip off in a steady beat.