Island

Alkotás leírása

Snow-covered hills stretch out in all directions, silence embraces the landscape, and the snow crunches underfoot. The path winds before me, but the destination remains hidden — just endless white, the breath of icy wind, and the tracks I leave behind. No one anywhere. Just the sound of footsteps sinking into soft snow, and the outlines of mountains rising majestically against the milky sky in the distance. At one stretch, the trail comes dangerously close to the edge of a cliff. Every step is careful, as if it could decide everything. And then, in the distance, like a promise,