Incitar

one dressed man,She is wearing a sweater and tights, with a wool blanket pooled around her waist. She is sitting on the stone floor close to a crackling stone hearth, knees drawn up slightly, arms loosely wrapped around them, looking toward a man seated nearby with a warm, open expression. The barn interior has rough wooden beams, hay bales, and rustic walls. Warm flickering firelight illuminates her face and casts dancing shadows across the stone hearth and surrounding hay. Soft ambient darkness fills the background of the old barn.