and most importantly, the essence of the picture itself: a lone traveler sits by a tree (sad and thoughtful, playing the lute), it's empty and gloomy around, only the road ahead...
two travelers were walking... most likely, they were homosexual lovers, and in the end, they decided to do something on a tree, used a rope, but did it wrong, one of them ended up hanging himself, and the other decided to play the lute, but it was poisoned, and he peacefully fell asleep while his friend's eyes were being pecked out by crows...
