Relic of the Inner Realm

Encased in a terrain of cloud-like texture, this golden form stands like a forgotten relic—not of history, but of psyche. Its curves and incisions echo the shape of armor, yet it exudes vulnerability. It feels ceremonial, as if it once belonged to an inner goddess or ancestral dream. This piece is a meditation on quiet power, buried strength, and the parts of us that endure in silence.