A solitary woman draped in a flowing black dress moves slowly across a dew-soaked open field, the morning mist blurring the distant horizon into soft, pearly greys. Her dress sways with each careful step, hints of damp wool fibers and loosened hair strands brushing against her neck caught in the cool, veiled air. The low fog softens the pale dawn light, casting muted shadows and a faint halo around the rising sun. From a waist-high, handheld vantage, the image trembles slightly with the subtle motion of her movement, wide negative space amplifies her lonely passage through the slick grass and muted earth tones. A faint rustle of wet leaves and a distant crow’s call underpin the stillness, the whole moment wrapping in quiet introspection and mistbound reverie, shot on iPhone.