The sky holds a quiet expanse of cerulean blue, its surface lightly textured by scattered cumulus clouds. These clouds, puffy and soft, drift with gentle indifference, their edges softly blurred by atmospheric haze. Their white is not stark but luminous, catching the light in subtle gradations from bright peak to shadowed base. A faint contrail, thin and pale, cuts diagonally across the frame, a silent witness to human passage. The clouds’ forms are irregular, organic, as if sculpted by wind rather than hand. The overall impression is one of serene stillness, a moment suspended in the vastness above. The color palette is restrained: cool blues, pure whites, and the faintest grey in the cloud shadows. No motion is implied beyond the slow, steady drift of the clouds. The atmosphere is calm, unburdened, inviting quiet contemplation.
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