Marsh myth.

Enveloped in an obsidian gloom, a marshland unfolds, its inky expanse mirroring the stark celestial bodies high above, or rather the unusual lack of.. Dominating this gloomy tableau stands a still deer, its form shrouded in a darkness as deep as the swamp itself. Its form is illuminated by it's three radiant white eyes, beacons in the obscurity, their gaze locked onto the viewer, evoking an uncanny sense of being watched.