Translations:Codex: Eight Clicks/8/en

Thomas took two steps back, dropped to one knee, and held his camera close. He took in the stairwell, surrounded by walls with chipping paint, debris brushed into the corners like sand piling up in some forgotten temple. His mind already ran through what he’d be doing to this shot. Punch up the saturation, really bring out the chipped green. Get a good vignette and wash out the orange.