A mist-like figure sitting on a crowded bus, their body gently swirling and shifting with every jolt, faint tendrils of vapor left behind on the seat as they exit, like a ghostly afterimage
A lonely figure made of mist walking through a foggy city street at night, their entire form merging with the cold air, barely distinguishable from the streetlights cutting through the haz
A lone mist figure in an apartment, trapped in their own swirling vapor, endless loops of their own thoughts forming in the air like ghostly echoes of past conversations and regrets
A foggy humanoid at a party, their form flickering between solid and barely-there as they interact, tendrils of mist pulling away each time they hesitate, their body unraveling with every awkward pause
A group of sand people chatting over coffee, some of their features slightly eroded by the day’s stress, dust particles lingering in the air, warm cafe lighting
A sand figure in an office, trails of dust left behind where they sat, symbolizing overthinking and exhaustion, minimalistic yet powerful
A person awakening from a dream, with the remnants of the dream world still lingering in their mind
A person waking up from a dream, with the remnants of the dream world still lingering
