In the quiet afternoon, the roses bloom in the shade against the seaside sway. From a different time and another place, the coastal strand is an array of ancient columns and forgotten pillars.

In the absence of the guardians, freedom has become an extravagant luxury as the native flora grows outward with a life of its own. As the day fades away, archaic globes held by unbreakable tethers become radiant stars for the coming night.

Sparkling jewels and worlds within their own right, the ancient lights cast sparks of luminescence into the air, creating a delicate touch upon a serene scene of tranquility.