As if pulled straight from a dream, the mist slowly descends upon the monochrome woods. Bare branches stretch upwards towards the milky white sky, their gnarled fingers reaching for something beyond our grasp.
The forest floor is carpeted in an ethereal blanket of fog, obscuring any trace of life or movement below. Yet somehow, it feels as though the silence is pregnant with anticipation.
In this grayscale world, emotion and mystery abound.
