☁️ A Drowning Horizon

in #photography3 months ago

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The afternoon began with the gray, washed-out sky pressing down, mirroring the flat, flooded fields. It felt like being trapped inside a sepia-toned photograph—everything was slick, reflective water and the heavy, blurred movement of speed. The wind was a constant, unsettling hiss against the window, yet you were stationary, fixed in a dreadful slow-motion glide over the landscape.

Then, the water began to rise. Not a fast surge, but a slow, inescapable creep. The small, isolated trees became dark, skeletal sentinels sinking into the mirrored surface. The fear was in the absolute stillness of the water despite the apparent speed of travel; it felt less like a journey and more like being pulled into a vast, silent, liquid grave, the horizon dissolving into a pale, suffocating cloud bank.

You realized the motion blur wasn't from a moving vehicle, but from the terrifying, constant vibration of the earth itself beneath the rising tide. The distant, low line of the city was no longer a refuge, but a final, fading smudge on the canvas of an endless swamp. The last thing seen was the distorted reflection of your own panicked face on the water, just before the gray sky finally consumed everything.

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