Swordsmith Examines Blade Edge at Sunrise

Golden morning light spills across the workshop floor, illuminating dust motes and the sharp gleam of a steel blade held at arm's length. An older man with weathered skin and piercing, focused eyes leans forward, his expression a mask of intense scrutiny. The early winter air brings a chill visible in the crispness of the light, while dry leaves skitter across the tiled ground outside the open doorway. In the foreground, soft green foliage blurs into a gentle bokeh, framing the craftsman against the bright, cool backdrop of Oujda. The blade catches the first rays, reflecting a thin line of fire along its edge, while a shadow from the smith's hand falls sharply across the metal. One leaf rests motionless on the workbench near his elbow.