Wrapped in this cloak of dust and centuries, I no longer wait for spring. I wait for the grey to swa…
Wrapped in this cloak of dust and centuries, I no longer wait for spring. I wait for the grey to swallow me whole, so that I too may finally fly, without needing a shadow.🫣🙏
Prompt
A striking, surreal photograph of a figure with an extremely elongated, sculpted neck and pale, marble-like skin. The character is gazing upwards with wide eyes, and intricate, dark, branching vein or root patterns are tattooed across the neck. They are wearing an oversized, tattered, and distressed charcoal-grey woolen overcoat. The background is a stark, misty grey sky filled with a dense, dramatic cloud of dark, silhouetted crows in flight, creating a somber, gothic atmosphere. Sharp focus is on the face and neck, with a shallow depth of field. Shot with a Sony A1, natural light.
