The impact that Edinburgh has on a backpacker.
The frozen city where my heart is lost, the place where a sliver of me is caught in time.Each step reveals new secrets and every corner whispers another truth. The gargoyled city where every shadow conceals a greater shadow.
The city where the people shine like lights and the lights chatter amongst themselves and scurry around like playful children.
Winter in Edinburgh, mystical and exhilarating, a place built on a city of dreams, hoisted upon the rubble of a thousand wandering souls.
You cannot be a stranger here, with invisible arms around you all the time. Edinburgh never sleeps, never wakes.Edinburgh, the city engraved on my mind.
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