On the other side of the bridge, Glufsa disappears into the sea

Title: On the other side of the bridge, Glufsa disappears into the sea
 Evening has cast its silent veil over the rocky cliffs, and the bridge – simple, weather-beaten and faithful – stretches like a narrow path between two worlds. On one side you stand, surrounded by granite that has withstood centuries of wind and waves. On the other side awaits Glufsa, a warm, tidal pool that slowly opens to the sea like a secret space in the coastal landscape.
 The sunset paints the sky in golden and violet hues, and every shadow on the rock transforms into brushstrokes in nature's own work of art. The water lies mirror-like, broken only by the rounded rocks that jut out like ancient guardians of the shore.
 The thin crescent moon high above the horizon follows in silence, as if even the sky is holding its breath at this moment. And it is here – on either side of a narrow wooden bridge – that the wild sea and the sheltered reef meet in a peaceful dialogue of light, stone and time.
 A mood both adventurous and real, captured in the most beautiful coastal light.