“The way the stars are performing tonight you’d think someone deserving was watching. That’s how you know stars are nothing more than ghosts and I their creator.”
He wandered the universe, flowers adorning his horns. When the season was right, stars were birthed out of the flowers themselves.
This is the latest piece in my current collection of dark deity type portraits for the TTRPG universe I’m developing for some friends. The antlers symbolize rebirth and the flowers the beauty of life itself. He is the creator of the stars the inhabitants see at night. Even the one that keeps them warm.