
Griever
Alone Among Ghosts
- May 1, 2025
- 261
Bathed in soft evening light, the Vatican rests in a moment of quiet anticipation. The silhouette of the Sistine Chapel stands clear against the dusky sky, its chimney rising modestly but meaningfully.
Atop the chimney's edge perch two seagulls, close together, calm and watchful. Nestled beside them, a fluffy baby bird - small, hesitant, yet curious. The trio appears like silent guardians of the sacred moment.
Suddenly, white smoke begins to rise - delicate and curling like incense. The birds remain still, as if they understand the gravity of what is unfolding.
In the background, the majestic dome of St. Peter's Basilica reaches into the fading light. Below, in St. Peter's Square, a hushed crowd watches, eyes lifted, hearts stilled. Some point to the smoke; others press their hands in prayer.
It is a moment of transition and peace - as though heaven itself gently nods in approval.
Atop the chimney's edge perch two seagulls, close together, calm and watchful. Nestled beside them, a fluffy baby bird - small, hesitant, yet curious. The trio appears like silent guardians of the sacred moment.
Suddenly, white smoke begins to rise - delicate and curling like incense. The birds remain still, as if they understand the gravity of what is unfolding.
In the background, the majestic dome of St. Peter's Basilica reaches into the fading light. Below, in St. Peter's Square, a hushed crowd watches, eyes lifted, hearts stilled. Some point to the smoke; others press their hands in prayer.
It is a moment of transition and peace - as though heaven itself gently nods in approval.