A tight head- and- shoulder portrait of a sad woman sitting in near- total darkness, eyes full of emotion and illuminated only by the last dying light of blue hour, casting an eerie, sorrowful glow across her cheek. The entire image is black and white, except for her eyes—a striking, faded blue, mirroring the color of the sky moments before night takes over. Her hair falls messily over her face, some strands catching the weak light, creating soft, fragmented shapes against her skin. Her lips are slightly parted, as if she were about to speak but lost the words. The background is pure shadow, making it impossible to tell whether she is inside or outside, as if she exists in neither