Sea-mulation (119)

Beneath a blazing arc, a wave rises—not as a threat but as a revelation. It unfolds in a sweeping gesture, merging shadow and light, strength and gentleness. Fiery reds and golds ignite, then soften into translucent blues, like a breath expanding outward. The sea becomes a mirror of the sky, absorbing its radiance and returning it in liquid flows and incandescent dances. The wave’s circular motion evokes the very heartbeat of the world, linking the depths of the waters to the infinity of the heights. Here, everything becomes cycle: surge and retreat, awakening and forgetting, bound in eternal harmony.