Flat-topped basalt walls stand receding in five planes distinct planes, each plane separated from the next by a horizontal band of mist with the air above the bands clear — the mist is a layer between the planes rather than a wash over the frame. A braided fall down the far wall. The ground is invisible, lost in the lowest band. A hot orange and deep blue bloom field intermixed, both saturated, under a cobalt sky, cool and low in chroma throughout. Soft diffused overcast, shadowless, every surface lit the same, with one clearly lit band or edge holding the top of the tonal range, the mist bands the only brightness in frame. The pillars dense and detailed, the mist bands completely smooth. The frame empty of people, and the scale left unreadable. Silent and enormous, a place left entirely to itself. The camera is locked off and holds completely still for the whole shot; only the air and the light move. One continuous take, held to the end, the grade and the framing staying exactly as described for the whole shot.