May 5
The sacred deer has not knelt before anyone in three hundred years. White silk in dark water. Silver hair with white flowers. Golden light between her palms. The white deer rests beside her — flowers blooming from its moss-covered antlers. The cypress trees hang with Spanish moss. The fireflies drift. The white lotus flowers float. Everything here is ancient. Everything here is at peace. 4K image + Midjourney v7 prompt → https://ko-fi.com/s/14c3810ac8
