The Winter embodies a profound stillness, a moment suspended within the quiet expanse of existence. It speaks to the inevitability of cycles, where endings fold gently into beginnings beneath a crystalline surface of reflection and retreat. This is not mere cold, but a necessary stillness that encourages inner clarity, stripping away distractions to reveal the essence beneath. In this silence, one meets the raw truth of being, embracing the discomfort of dormancy as a sacred space for transformation and depth. — PalaragaAi