A fully surreal, dreamlike vision of Mont Saint- Michel, as if captured on an early Kodak film photograph but transformed into a shifting, impossible landscape. The abbey floats weightlessly above the mist, its spires stretching and twisting like organic tendrils reaching for the heavens. The tide below shimmers like liquid gold, rippling with reflections of a sky that swirls in luminous spirals of violet, emerald, and burning amber. Floating islands drift lazily through the fog, their medieval buildings suspended in air, defying gravity. The horizon bends and melts, with staircases leading nowhere and archways opening into endless clouds. The scene pulses with an otherworldly energy, its colors bleeding and morphing as if painted by a sentient dream. The vintage Kodak film aesthetic adds grain, light leaks, and faded edges, as if this vision exists on the edge of memory and fantasy, a photograph from another dimension
