Gold Face

You emerge in a forest clearing.

The air is thick with a cool humidity as buzzing sounds of the woods loop around you. Birds chirp oblivious to the magic that is about to occur.

A beat echoes through the coniferous tree beings.

Gold emerges out of thin air. Spiraling, twisting, turning and weaving.

An alchemical icon appears out of the self-shaping material.

1000 x 1000 24 fps 333 Frames