In a lush green meadow, a woman with long, slender hair gazes intently at her rays of divine gold. Her robe is carefully maintained, and she is staring back at a herd of lions. With the help of her loyal companion, she puts on her robe and carries a silver napkin to his chest. But instead of tears, she gently throws the rays into its liquid state, leaving behind a trail of sparkling jewels. The sun filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground below.