And then, there was light.

A window suspended in darkness. Stone walls, worn floors, and centuries of silence slowly emerging from the shadows. What caught me was not the window itself, but what little of its light managed to enter the room — tracing the old tiles, touching the stone, and leaving everything else almost untouched. Sometimes darkness does not hide a place. It reveals just enough of it. 📷 Leica SL3-P · Leica APO-Summicron-SL [objectif] ⚫ Black & White · Fine Art · Architecture 📍 [Lieu], France