




A butterfly rises from a tangle ot darkened roots, its wings unfolding in soft violet and dusk-blue tones. as if shaped from memories that no longer hold their full shape. body gtmvs like a quiet river of light. thinning toward the edges, dissolving into air. Around lines twist and drift like forgotten paths, fragments Of moments long lost. The whole image feels like a memory returning in pieces—familiar yet distant—hovering for a breath before fading back into silence.
