The photograph is a wide-angle view, taken from slightly above, overlooking a futuristic cityscape built into and around colossal black basalt rock formations. The city’s architecture is stark and angular, primarily composed of dark metal and reflective glass, punctuated by occasional bursts of pink neon light – perhaps stylized representations of marine life referencing the mermaid concept. A thick layer of snow blankets everything, softening the harsh lines of the buildings and creating a dreamlike quality. The sunrise is just beginning, painting the sky in hues of pale rose and lavender that reflect off the snow and glass structures. A lone figure, possibly Linda or Meredith – difficult to discern precisely due to the distance but suggested by faint name tags visible on clothing – stands near the edge of a precipice, gazing out at the city. She is partially obscured by falling snow, adding to her sense of isolation and mystery. The 'leoparding' element manifests as subtly patterned shadows cast by the rock formations, mimicking the texture of leopard spots in the snow. The atmosphere is melancholic but hopeful. A faint, almost imperceptible glow emanates from a single building labeled ‘Kristingallegos’ – perhaps an art gallery or performance space - hinting at creativity and resilience within this austere environment. Scattered across the foreground are remnants of what seems to be an abandoned set—props, crumpled costumes—suggesting a halted 'work' or production. The words “The Leven” are faintly painted on one of these props in faded lettering. A single, oversized pale pink moon hangs low in the sky above the city, seemingly closer than it should be, adding to the surreal quality. Tiny, almost imperceptible figures move within the buildings – hints of a hidden population going about their day—the 'shot' of this scene captures that moment just before they become fully visible. The sense of ‘null’ is present in the emptiness and silence of the snow-covered landscape. The photograph evokes a feeling of longing, loss, and quiet beauty. There's a hint of a forgotten 'ballad,' an untold story embedded within the architecture and the solitary figure.