Amid a sweeping coastal expanse, a solitary lighthouse appears as a fine ink silhouette framed by a low-hanging mist that blurs the line between sky and earth. The background fades into tonal abstraction, with only hints of terrain visible through the veiled light. A collection of old, half-fallen fences lines the cliff edge, drawn in sharp, angular strokes that contrast with the softness of the air. There is no movement—only the presence of stillness and quiet tension. Light filters through the fog like a pale veil, lending a painterly softness that tempers the strong linework of the structure. A deeply contemplative image, filled with emotional weight and reflective depth.