The sun sits low over a calm sea, casting a path of gold across the water. Soft blues and blush pinks melt together, turning the horizon into a quiet breath. The layered texture makes the light feel almost touchable. Along the edge, pale sheets of ice drift like broken pieces of winter. Even in the cold, the reflection feels warm and steady. The whole scene holds that space between day and night as they trade places. It leaves a gentle hope that warmth always finds its way back.