Under pure moonlight only and some candle light, at ISO 25,600 only the very faintest fine grain begins to creep into the stills produced by the Sony A7S.
In the stormy east-wind straining,
The pale yellow woods were waning,
The broad stream in his banks complaining,
Heavily the low sky raining
Over tower’d Camelot;
Outside the isle a shallow boat
Beneath a willow lay afloat,
Below the carven stern she wrote,
The Lady of Shalott.
