Votre sélection :
person walking away from the camera. The individual appears to be wearing a white top or dress with a ruffled hemline, possibly made from lace or fabric with a similar texture. They are also wearing high-heeled shoes that are not entirely visible in the frame. In their left hand, they are holding what looks like a small suitcase or briefcase. The person is looking over their shoulder as they walk away, which gives a sense of movement and direction towards something out of the frame. The background shows an urban environment with metal railings, a concrete floor, and what seems to be the entrance or exit of a building. There's no visible text in the image. The photo captures the person from behind, allowing for the viewer to focus on their posture and the way they carry themselves rather than their face or identity. The lighting is such that it casts shadows along the ground, suggesting an overcast sky or a shaded area within the frame of the photograph. As she walked away from the camera, Emilia's figure became silhouetted against the grey urban backdrop, her white dress fluttering around her knees like a ghostly whisper. The ruffled hemline caught the faint light, sending shivers down her spine as it danced across the concrete floor. Her high-heeled shoes clicked softly on the pavement, leaving behind a faint trail of echoes that slowly faded into the distance.
In her left hand, Emilia grasped the worn leather handle of her small suitcase, her fingers wrapped tightly around its smooth surface as she pulled herself away from the camera's gaze. She glanced over her shoulder, her eyes scanning the entrance to the building where she had spent countless hours, pouring her heart and soul into her work.
A faint smile played on her lips as she recalled the memories of late nights, coffee-fueled brainstorming sessions, and the sound of creative chaos that once filled the air. But now, Emilia felt a sense of restlessness, a growing unease that had been building within her for weeks. It was as if she was being pulled towards something – or someone – that lay just beyond the frame of the camera's view.
The shadows cast by the overcast sky seemed to deepen and darken around her, like dark wings spreading wide to shelter her from the world outside. Emilia felt a shiver run down her spine as she quickened her pace, the suitcase rolling smoothly behind her. She was leaving something – or someone – behind, and the weight of that departure settled heavily on her shoulders.
As she disappeared into the distance, the camera's lens remained fixed on her retreating back, capturing the fluid movement of her arms, the gentle sway of her hips, and the determined stride that seemed to say: I'm leaving it all behind. But would she ever be able to truly let go? Only time would tell.