The River’s Whisper in Winter
In the hush of a frost-laden dawn, the stream carves its path over smooth stones, its flow blurred into a soft cascade by time. A solitary tree, stripped of leaves, guards the bank like a silent sentinel, its silhouette etched against a veil of fog. The air is still, yet the water sings—a constant, fluid pulse in the quiet wilderness. This is not just a river; it’s a moment suspended between breaths, where nature’s rhythm is both fierce and serene. The scene, captured by Mihail Dubrovinskiy, evokes solitude, endurance, and the quiet beauty of winter’s embrace.
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22-31 March, last stage voting (short list)
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