Bova, Calabria

Cracked walls crumble. A faint breeze rises from the valley, laced with the scent of wild thyme.

A rusted balcony hangs over a narrow lane,
its iron softly creaking in the wind.

Behind the bars, a pale cat sits unmoving,
its gaze fixed on me, unyielding.

I lower the camera, then raise it again.
Nothing changes.