A Wraith on Speed.
Engines sound heavy.
Something unknown—promise in the stillness.
Cars, stripped, stood together.
A sense of unease.
Watching, as if the world vibrated through the ground.
Streetlamp halo—pierced darkness.
Air hung over the expanse.
Light, mere contrasts.
The nature of night, thick.
Photo credit: Lisa Hanßen
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