A rugged sailor tying knots on the deck of an old wooden ship at dawn. He’s in his 60s, with a grizzled beard, weathered hands, and a salt-stained cap. His deep, focused gaze is set on the horizon as he secures the ropes with practiced skill. The soft morning light casts a muted glow over the ship, and the distant sound of waves completes the atmosphere of tradition and solitude.