As the last light of day bleeds into the sky, a solitary tree stands etched in silhouette — its branches like outstretched prayers across a crimson and gold horizon. Whispers of the Withering Light captures the sacred stillness of autumn’s hush, where time slows and the soul leans into reflection. This piece invites quiet strength into any space, speaking to the beauty of letting go, and the dignity found in every season of change.