As a designer, I often find inspiration in the most unexpected places. One evening, while wandering through a dense forest, I stumbled upon an old, weathered frame leaning against a tree. The frame was empty, but it seemed to hold a story within its borders. As I stood there, a crow landed on a nearby branch, its eyes fixed on the frame. It was as if the crow was waiting for something to be revealed.
The scene before me was both eerie and captivating. The forest was silent, save for the occasional rustling of leaves. The crow, with its glossy black feathers, stood out against the muted colors of the forest. I felt a sense of mystery and intrigue, as if the crow was a guardian of secrets hidden within the frame.
