The skeletal remains of wooden docks reach out into the ink- black sea, their beams leaning like tired ghosts under the weight of time. A mist rolls in from the horizon, swallowing the last traces of light from the distant lighthouse, its beam flickering weakly against the fog. The surface of the water is glassy and undisturbed, reflecting the crumbling warehouses that line the harbor—brick walls streaked with the memories of countless storms. Rusted hooks dangle from sagging ropes, once used to haul in the ocean’s bounty, now swaying idly as if waiting for a hand that will never return. The salty air carries a whisper of movement, but the night holds no living souls, only the echoes of footsteps that have long since faded. A single buoy bobs in the distance, its bell tolling mournfully against the hush, a sound both distant and strangely comforting. Shadows stretch long and deep where crates and barrels have been abandoned, their contents long plundered or lost to the elements. The harbor feels like a forgotten painting, its brushstrokes smeared with neglect yet touched by the quiet grace of time. Though lifeless, the scene has a raw, poetic elegance, as if the very emptiness of the place is its final, haunting masterpiece. detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows. intricate details, vivid colors, hyper- detailed, ultra- sharp, cozy ambient lighting, dynamic lighting <lora:VividlySurrealOrigin:0. 6><lora:FLUX_anime_Special Ink- drawing mode_merge_24_medium_3_00001_:0. 8>