I’d imagine soft swirls of deep violet and gentle teal, like a dream‑touched mist. Maybe a splash of warm pink or orange, as if a distant sun is kissing the edges. The shapes would feel fluid, like ribbons of light winding through space, almost like cloud‑like halos that seem to breathe. It’s all about a gentle movement, not sharp lines, so the carving feels like a quiet breath of the cosmos.