-full.webp)
A slumped figure clutches his face, fingers digging into weathered skin. The weight of betrayal hangs heavy in the dim light, his rough robes pooling around him like a discarded shroud. Shadows swallow the edges of the room, leaving only the raw anguish at its center exposed.
-full.webp)
A woman stands before a mirror, her body bathed in soft light. One hand lifts to arrange her hair while the other rests at her side—unhurried, private. The reflection blurs slightly, as if caught between motion and stillness. The room holds its breath around her.