My heart is a lonely hunter that hunts on a lonely hill.

The gray silence, the gray waves, the gray wastes of the sea.

Swinging an ax against the door certainly involves violence, but it was not directly against a person, ... He made no threats.

Ah, the strange, sweet, lonely delightOf the Valleys of Dream.

The route pretty much exists. It's a combination of land and water routes. The land routes, for the most part, follow existing roads.