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Luminous fantasy photograph, near-black water, one enormous glowing form beneath the surface, heavy bloom, painterly brushwork, fine grain. A 26-year-old woman kneels on the surface of a black lake at night, her weight resting on it as though it were glass, a white shift spread around her and her hands loose in her lap. The water is perfectly still and gives back nothing except what is beneath it — because passing slowly under her, ten metres down and forty metres long, is a whale made of light. Its shape is fully visible through the black water as a vast soft glowing form, brightest along the spine and the long grooves of its throat, dimming toward the flukes, its light rising up through the surface and illuminating her entirely from below. That underwater glow is the only source. It lights the undersides of her chin, her forearms and the folds of the shift, throws her shadow up into the air behind her rather than down, and turns the water around her knees into a pale luminous field crossed by the whale's slow-moving edges. Her face is calm and lowered, watching it go. The sky above is painterly, thick dark brushwork in blue-black with a few worked stars. Bloom softens the whale's outline into the water and fine grain sits through the dark. The palette is blue-black and cold luminous white. The composition is vertical, the woman small and centred, the whale's enormous form filling the water beneath and running out of both sides of the frame. The mood is reverent and enormous, something passing that will not come back.