An ancient, rusting unexploded missile protrudes from the soil in a rural front yard, its surface weathered by time. Children, blissfully unaware of its original intent, joyfully play on the missile's body, their laughter echoing in the air. The scene is set in a photo-realistic landscape, where ethereal fantasy meets the serenity of Zen Buddhism. The landscape, reminiscent of Die Brücke's vibrant expressionism, unfolds in a fictional realm where lush greenery intertwines with surrealist, dreamlike imagery. Soft, diffused light bathes the area, creating an atmosphere of tranquility and wonder against the backdrop of a timeless, enchanted world.