Under a heavy, overcast sky, the city feels suspended in time. The cobblestone streets, slick and cool, seem to absorb the light and tension around them. Sharp angles of minimalist architecture rise like sentinels, their smooth surfaces contrasting with the rugged texture of the ancient stones below. The air is thick with anticipation; the solitary figure, frozen mid-step, appears to be waiting for something momentous to break the stillness. The entire scene pulses with an unspoken tension, as if the world holds its breath, enveloped in a shroud of muted gray.
