Oil-Fauna

In the quiet shallows, two fish glide in slow circles around a luminous pink water lily, its delicate petals glowing softly against the darkness below. The lily pads float like silent guardians, their broad green forms dappling the surface with gentle shadows. Beneath them, the water deepens into mystery, its bottom lost in inky stillness. The lily seems to radiate its own light—fragile, ethereal—a beacon in a quiet world of motion and murk. The fish, like living brushstrokes, weave between reflection and shadow, completing the calm, dreamlike ballet.