In the hush of a scorched wilderness, blackened trees reach skyward like echoes of flame. The earth, reborn in stillness, breathes smoke-tinged air and quiet hope. Through the veil of loss, light filters gently—soft, forgiving—whispering that even in ruin, beauty endures, and life waits patiently to rise again. Technical Information: May 25,2025 !/250 s, ISO 800, f 11 and Full frame sensor