The Sacred Book of Home Comings
We entered the house as commanded by the Oracle. Before us stood an empty room with a single table. On the table lay an ancient worn book. Fire seemed to be burning within it. We stepped forward. I reached down and opened the book. We held our breath, wondering what was going to happen next and wondered why things on this journey always came back to sacred books.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio and Lightroom Classic.
The Sacred Book of Home Comings
We entered the house as commanded by the Oracle. Before us stood an empty room with a single table. On the table lay an ancient worn book. Fire seemed to be burning within it. We stepped forward. I reached down and opened the book. We held our breath, wondering what was going to happen next and wondered why things on this journey always came back to sacred books.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished with Topaz Studio and Lightroom Classic.