The lad who believes in fairytales

A tall, lean young man with a pale complexion, whimsical sea blue eyes, and a playful expression, his thick golden blond hair short against the base of his neck, wearing a worn, earth-toned wool button-up coat open to reveal a warm, honeycomb-patterned crew neck long-sleeve shirt, paired with fitted, sky blue denim jeans and scuffed, brown leather hiking boots, stands by a serene, sandy lake, his voice raised in song, as if beckoning the surrounding landscape to join in, the grassy field stretching out before him, dotted with wildflowers, and gradually giving way to a dense thicket of emerald evergreen trees, their branches tangling together in a vibrant, natural canopy, the atmosphere alive with the soft, golden light of late afternoon, infusing the scene with a sense of enchantment