The Creatures of the Night #03 The Winds of Winter

My village, located in the French Alps, 10 minutes of walk from my home, taken at 6am on a cold morning of December after the first snow of the year had fallen. A thick fog was laying in all the valley, but animated by the strong winter wind the landscape was changing fast. I had to wait just over 20 minutes before the fog let me a short enough glimpse on the peak behind to make this dreamy image of the place I grew up in. Let's escape together for a night trip right after the last colors of the twilight till the first lights of the dawn. Let's walk under the moonlight, guided by the stars. Let's enjoy the silence and be scared of every noise. Then, let's become the creatures of the night....View all