Abyssal Serenity

In the silent embrace where light bends and time dissolves, she lingers - a guardian of the threshold between worlds. Her skin pulses with the quiet glow of abyssal creatures, while strands of her hair drift like celestial coral, woven from stardust and forgotten tides. Eyes closed, she dreams not of the sea, but of the void beyond it - where galaxies bloom like jellyfish in the deep.

This is not a portrait. This is a relic. A single frozen moment in the dialogue between ocean and cosmos.

Created by Artmarsoul