Rising from the depths of the ocean, a colossal hand of stone reaches toward the heavens, its finger gently pressing against the glowing moon. Draped in vibrant blooms of coral and flowers, the hand appears alive, as if nature itself carved a monument of wonder. It is neither entirely mountain nor creature, but something eternal—a guardian sculpted by time and tides.
The moonlight cascades over its rugged surface, illuminating every crack and blossom, creating a harmony between stone and life, night and light. In this quiet moment beneath the stars, the hand seems to bridge two realms: the earth and the sky, the mortal and the divine.
Legends whisper that this hand once belonged to a forgotten giant who sought to cradle the moon, not to claim it, but to honor its eternal glow. Now, frozen in stone, it remains a silent sentinel, reminding all who gaze upon it that even the unreachable can be touched—if only with reverence and wonder.
Created by Indah Widyaningrum with support from AI.