This isn’t photography—it’s soul-therapy with rabbit fur.

She didn’t chase likes. She chased the quiet between laughter and solitude.

No flashbulbs? Good. No hashtags? Even better. Just shadows folding into her posture like Zen with a British accent.

When you stare long enough… you realize she’s not posing. She’s remembering what it felt before the world forgot how to be human.

So… what does this silence say to you? Comment section: let’s start a quiet rebellion.