Prompt: As night falls, the Northern Lights dance in the cold night sky. Each ray of light is like the smile of an elf, illuminating my heart. The starry sky is picturesque, and I am immersed in this silent and mysterious polar journey. The miracles of the ice and snow world bloomed in the night, and I finally found my own miracle. This polar journey became a fantasy journey in the illusion of ice and snow. However, do I know enough about this land covered in beauty to follow the pace of nature?
Style: Photographic