A scree strewn escarpment with a broken bastion on the bluff, tribute to
@Kaiart for his amazing LoRAs, which have the dystopian gravity of poetry.
Here are 5 haikus I wrote about the image.
Haiku 1
Weather worn stones sigh
Sun and moon wheel overhead
Whispers of old wars
Haiku 2
Loose scree tumbles down
Wind sifts through the battlements
A lonely, dark sleep
Haiku 3
Dull rust patina
Bathed in the palm of twilight
Roots creep over stones
Haiku 4
Dawn's cold shoulder lifts
High over the escarpment
Only silence reigns
Haiku 5
Bone lay white and stark
Dust falls from creaking timbers
Battle hyms echo