Somewhere between twilight and a fairytale—where the moon holds secrets, the trees whisper stories, and the sky listens in silence.

Submerged in existential dread, but make it fancy.

The sun melts into the horizon, casting a golden spell over water and whispering trees. A scene stolen from a forgotten fairytale, where time lingers and the world glows in quiet magic.

The council of wise greens is now in session.
Debating photosynthesis strategies, world domination, and whether humans deserve their oxygen privileges.