“Are you here to claim the crown?” After crossing frozen lands, finding the one key among thousands, Aya finally reached the Oracle. She came to beg for mercy — the king was dead, the princes had failed the goddess’s trials, and the kingdom was tearing itself apart. “No son has been chosen,” the Oracle said. Despair followed... until a soft golden light appeared. The crown floated above the Oracle’s hand, silent and waiting. Someone had been chosen after all. So she asked again — ✨ Are you here to claim the crown? ✨ A collage about destiny, quiet power, and the moment you realize the crown was never meant for someone else 👑 List of supplies in the comment section below 👇 Here is my entry for the #stickersmusketeers challenge I co-host with @shelleys.cozy.journal . Prompt: Lock and Key in Winter Frost Would like to invite some of my dear friends to join this December challenge: @ijathatsme @thechloejournal @tillis.scrapbook @katerinas_artjournal @denscorner05 @scrapbook_serenity @scrapspells @simones_world_of_crafts #collageart #visualstorytelling #fantasyart #artjournal #asmrart #creativeprocess #winteraesthetic