Neptune's Garden

Beneath the turquoise waves opens a secret realm, ablaze with corals and liquid flames. Fiery reds and incandescent golds burst forth like anemones in full effervescence, caressed by invisible currents. Each flash of color seems like seaweed, a scale, a marine breath dancing to the rhythm of the waves. This is not a terrestrial garden, but an aquatic luxuriance where Neptune, god of the oceans, might have sown his jewels. The brush becomes a trident: it cleaves the waters, carves luminous furrows, lifts sprays of foam, and releases a bouquet of submarine light. Here, everything breathes with the opulence of the abyss: a space of mystery, vitality, and force. The gaze loses itself in these living depths, where each shade recalls that the sea is not only an abyss but also a fertile matrix, cradle of infinite wonders.