My fingers are long, pale like whalebone. My lips are dried leaves, and my voice is water poured onto hot ashes. I move in silence. Where tears fall, I bend to kiss the earth. My shadow stretches longer with every passing year.

A haunting image of a spectral figure with elongated fingers and a sorrowful presence. The artwork evokes a sense of gothic horror with dramatic lighting and intricate detail, rendered in a dark fantasy style.

Creado por Tom Holloway el May 9, 2022 usando el modelo generador de imágenes de IA Coherent.