Dusk in a Siberian Forest "The thick pine forest stands silent as dusk settles, the air heavy with the scent of snow and damp wood. A frozen river cuts through the landscape, its surface cracked in places, revealing dark water below. The remains of an old wooden cabin, its roof collapsed and door hanging ajar, sit half-hidden among the trees. A single lantern, long extinguished, dangles from a broken post outside. The wind whispers through the branches, shifting the snow in soft, swirling patterns—though no footprints mark the untouched ground."