Description
Tufts of grass rise unevenly across the ground, some sparse, others gathered in small clumps. They lean gently, unmoving, as the land stretches toward the mountains ahead. The peaks are distant, their shapes softened in the fading light. Above them, clouds drift in loose formations, scattered across the sky. The sun lowers behind the range, offering no blaze, only a gradual dimming. Light shifts across the scene without urgency. The grass, the mountains, the sky—all remain quiet. Each element holds its place, unhurried, shaped only by the passing of time.
