In the fragile space between reality and imagination, a living tableau emerges, a solitary visual romance. A man, a silhouette of mist and desire, surrenders himself to the realm of infinite possibilities. Flowers entwine him, corollas of velvet and melancholy. Their petals tremble with the movements of dreams, telling stories of tenderness and wandering. In the distance, the mountain, sentinel of granite and silence, watches over, guardian of inner horizons. Its lines fade, merge, and distort, like the uncertain contours of a fading memory. Each nuance is a suspended, indescribable emotion. Between reality and dream, he remains in between.