Light spills through a tall window at the end of the hallway, catching on dust and peeling layers of paint.
The faded green walls are cracked and brittle, the surface blistered from decades of exposure. A single board leans unsteadily against the wall, as if never put back in place. This narrow passage once led to the duty manager’s office, a space tucked quietly at the rear of the Terminus Hotel where the day’s takings were counted, and keys exchanged between shifts.
Now, only the silence remains, thick as the dust underfoot.
This quiet, atmospheric moment is preserved using archival pigment inks on textured fine art paper, creating a beautifully layered addition to any interior space.