The white balance adjustment on raw files allows me to give a warmer feel to the shot as opposed to the blue-cast of moonlight, here we emphasise the warm glow of the candle light.
Under tower and balcony,
By garden wall and gallery,
A pale, pale corpse she floated by,
Deadcold, between the houses high,
Dead into tower’d Camelot.
Knight and burgher, lord and dame,
To the planked wharfage came:
Below the stern they read her name,
The Lady of Shalott.
