someone's still coming back for this one.
someone's still coming back for this one.
Prompt
Camera slowly pushes forward toward the solitary car while panning left across the desolate floor. Dust particles drift through shafts of pale light. Shadows of pillars gradually shift across concrete. Leaves scatter subtly from wind, settling around the abandoned vehicle. The mood is haunting, melancholic—time suspended in decay and forgotten spaces.
