As the flickering light of a dimly lit night illuminates the cobblestone streets, a figure abandoned on a wooden bench lies shattered, its face frozen in the obscurity of dreams. The figure's long, curved features now fall off, and its lips are shattered, but yet its expression seems to hold a sense of contemplation. Its expression seems to hold a sense of contemplation, yet its thoughts remain etched on the figure's face, drawing the viewer into a peaceful and contemplative scene.