A photorealistic {argument name="setting" default="dusk over a small harbor"}. A murmuration of starlings holds, for one breath, the exact {argument name="silhouette" default="silhouette of a moored fishing boat"}, including the mast and a curl of smoke that is only birds. The real boats below are still. Water is pewter. A single gull refuses to join and sits on a piling, unimpressed, which is the humor. Last sun on wings. No people. {argument name="lens" default="85mm"}, 2:3 aspect ratio. The birds are birds, not symbols. The air feels cold. Monumental and light at once. A radio talks about weather that is already in the room.
