The city is reflected in the Vesterelva river

The city is reflected in the Vesterelva river
 On a silent winter evening, the city rests along the riverbank, bathed in a soft, golden glow from street and building lights. Snow-covered rooftops are reflected in the dark water, like a dreamlike double exposure of reality and illusion.
 An old fishing vessel lies quietly moored, like a guardian of history, its mirror image merging with the faint reflections of trees and buildings. The sky, with its dim light, gives the scene a melancholy feel – as if the city itself is holding its breath, waiting for something unknown.
 Here, in the meeting between water and architecture, between light and shadow, the city becomes a living work of art, a painting created by nature itself.