Daria

Portrait Series "Echoes in the Snow" Beneath the breath of winter and the weight of silence, a lone figure crawls through the frost. There is no glory in battle, only the cold embrace of steel and the fragile rhythm of flesh. The frozen earth cradles her body, offering no warmth, only the quiet acceptance of an ending. Her eyes, heavy with the echoes of the fight, slip shut. Her lips, slightly parted, seem to whisper to the wind—words lost to time. No victors remain, only the lingering trace of a struggle endured.