Sunset il y a 2 mois🏜️Terre Habitée — Stop IV : The Sanctuary
> The earth curves around you here — soft, silent, protective.
Every line feels sculpted by time, not by hand.
The sand-toned walls breathe warmth, the bed becomes a cradle, and the night outside hums like a living being.
This space isn’t made to impress, but to shelter.
A cocoon where the mind quiets and the soul remembers its own gravity.
Here, stillness becomes sacred.
(Yes — it’s an internet photo, but it fits perfectly within this concept.)