02/09/2026
That night, the Mont caught fire. And I was alone on the bridge.
9:03 PM. Low tide, cold wind coming up the bay. Everyone had left. Just this dense, orange light wrapping the stone.
I waited 40 minutes for the walkway to clear. One single frame.
Mont Saint-Michel, winter dusk. An image I've been chasing for 3 years.
Fine Art Open Edition Print
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