From Travels
From Travels
B.H. Daniel
A landscape like a fluid memory, where the endless sky intertwines with the earth, and the horizon is lost in a diaphanous light, the mountains, sculpted by time, rise from the middle of the land like guardians of the past, dressed in long and soft shadows.
The rocks, scorched by forgotten winds, reveal their layers of ochre, burnt sienna and dusty grey, in a silent dance of earth tones, preserving the warmth of days gone by. On the rocky hills, the light slides in strips of violet, intertwining with copper reflections and indigo tints.
Shadows that flow gently over the rugged terrain, deepening the contrast between light and darkness. From Travels exposes an unfinished story of places forgotten by the world. A trembling silence floats in the air, like an invisible music of the wind caressing the cold stones and crumbled by time. Every corner of this land vibrates with nostalgia and longing for the Duke, like an open window to worlds yet unexplored.
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