Colossal stag stands at the edge of

colossal stag stands at the edge of a scorched battlefield, its antlers branching into lush, flowering trees heavy with glowing fruit. Half of its body is charred black, cracked like burnt wood with faint embers glowing beneath, while the other half is covered in soft moss and cascading vines dripping with dew. Where its hooves touch the ground, one side leaves behind patches of vibrant grass, while the other turns soil into dry ash. The sky above mirrors this divide—one half filled with warm sunrise hues, the other consumed by thick, rolling smoke. The creature remains still, embodying both ruin and renewal in a single, silent presence.