Five figures emerge from a weathered stone surface, their forms divine and eternal. The central presence glows with radiant, squirming lines of unseen energy, flanked by mythic beings—one crowned in fractal corn, another with spiraling antlers, a third with wings of intricate feather-script, and a fourth bristling with branching horns. Below them, tiny warriors clutch spears etched in angular, coded runes. The entire tableau breathes; faint pulses of light travel like veins through the rock while granular shadows shift as if stirred by an unfelt wind, as though the stone itself remembers the moment of its marking.
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