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The winter winds whipped frigid through the harsh, desolate landscape. It was a place of loneliness, loss, and abandonment, where the howl of an ever-present storm was the only song. A place that once kindled life, laughter, and warmth but where now isolation and depression reigned with unyielding resolve. Only the mighty waterfall raged on - fierce and awesome. Thundering with a fury that roared its dominance. A constant reminder contrasting the fickle impermanence of all who sought to claim that land as their own.

Captured on a Canon 6DMkII
160mm・f/14・ISO 200・1 second