A darkened warehouse only lit by a single solitary beam of sunlight coming from a broken window high in one of the walls. The main subject is a bespectacled elderly man, focus on him, sitting in the middle, surrounded by stacks of old, mildewed books that reach ceiling high. The color palette is muted, mostly shades of gray and brown, creating a contrast with his vibrant red checked shirt. His body language suggests deep engagement with a book he holds in his hands, it’s old, worn-out, pages yellowed with age. Behind him, looming shadows created by the muted light intensifies the depth of the scene. The camera stays still at a low angle, giving an emphasis to the magnitude of the cluttered warehouse around him, the rusty iron pillars and peeling paint on the walls adding texture to the scenario. The shot is framed wide, simultaneously capturing the lone figure and the enormity of his personal library around him.