Scarlet Veil: The Rabbit’s Mask In crimson light, the figure stands, A rabbit’s mask, with silent hands. Its gaze is fixed, its form a shade, A creature in a world it’s made. Lines cut sharp across its face, A geometric, sacred space. Behind, the shapes collide and spin, A fractured world, both out and in. The mask conceals, yet doesn’t hide, The truth that flickers deep inside. Scarlet veils the scene in red, Where logic falters, dreams are fed. A digital birth, a soul of code, In AI’s realm, where futures flowed. A symbol of the dual play, Where light and shadow twist and sway. Art and tech in union rise, The rabbit dons its bold disguise. In shapes and lines, the mask holds still, A force of nature, born of will. Together they have formed this shell, A vision only time can tell. In crimson depth, a secret shown, A world where man and machine have grown. Layer 1, Lyne 2 & One 3... Be At On3... NYKYDKN