Glowing Fiddle at Havana Bayou Dance Hall

Amber sodium vapor light washes a weathered brick corner in Havana during the wet season's blue hour. A fiddler stands in the foreground, bow drawn across a violin that emits a soft, internal violet radiance. This impossible glow illuminates the musician's sweat-slicked brow and the intricate wood grain of the instrument without any visible bulb or wire. Behind him, a crowd of dancers blurs into motion, their colorful shirts catching the strange light. Puddles on the cobblestones reflect the violet hue and the orange street glow. The fiddle's neck tilts upward as the bow moves, casting a distinct shadow against the rough stucco wall. One beam of violet light pierces the humid air near the bridge of the violin.