Sisters of Solitude

In a room of quiet contemplation, a gathering of sisters sit in stillness, their orange robes a testament to their unity. The soft glow of the windows casts a serene light upon their faces, each one lost in their own world of thought. The desks before them stand as altars to their introspection, their hands clasped in a symbol of peace. The atmosphere is heavy with the weight of collective reflection, a moment of pause in the rhythm of their daily lives. As they sit, they embody the essence of sisterhood, a bond strengthened by their shared solitude.