In the quiet solitude of the attic, an old toy lingers, enveloped in dust and memories. It stands as a silent witness to the passage of time and the fading of childhood wonder. As adults, we often forget the dreams and plans that once filled us with hope and excitement. This forgotten toy is a metaphor for those abandoned aspirations, buried beneath the responsibilities and complexities of adult life. It invites us to ponder the cost of growing up and the remnants of our youthful ambitions, now hidden in the corners of our minds.
Model: amazing @milo.moss
Place: @palacnowizna