SILVER with cross section

sketchfab

The sun was setting over the vast expanse of open water as a lone figure emerged from the dense forest that bordered the shore. The air was cool and damp, carrying the scent of saltwater and the distant cries of seagulls. A faint mist hung low to the ground, shrouding the landscape in an eerie gloom. The figure moved with purpose, its footsteps quiet on the soft sand as it made its way towards a small wooden boat that bobbed gently on the waves.