Echo Drift

A solitary white bird glides across a pool of darkness, its form pristine against the void. The water, undisturbed, becomes a mirror—doubling the elegance of the duck in perfect symmetry. Each feather catches the faint ambient light, while the surrounding blackness isolates the subject in quiet reverence. The image speaks in whispers: of stillness, of purity, of the quiet power in being alone yet whole.