The sun bathed the meadow in the late afternoon light. A lone figure, limbs outstretched, lay supine amidst the tall grass, an echo of the sprawling bicycle nearby. The bright green of the meadow was a vivid canvas, punctuated by the dark silhouette of her clothing. The blue of a discarded helmet gleamed with a quiet sparkle, a splash of colour in the peaceful scene. It was a moment of serene surrender, a pause in the flow of the day, perfectly still.