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- Willow Kwan
- 3 giorni fa
- Tempo di lettura: 1 min
Winter Breath
In the muffled silence of snow, the cold becomes visible. The breath leaving her lips turns into a light vapor, an ephemeral cloud that slowly dissolves into the pale air. It is a warm, human breath, standing in contrast to the stillness of winter around her.
Wrapped in soft, light-colored fabrics, she seems to face the frost with calm determination, almost as an act of defiance. The visible breath tells the story of the moment: an instant suspended between a heartbeat and the biting cold, between inner warmth and the frozen world. In that steaming breath lies life, presence, and the quiet proof that even in the harshest cold, something continues to burn.
