A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of In the flickering light of a lone streetlamp, a tall, shadowy figure leans against the rusted iron fence of an old, abandoned graveyard. The cobblestone street is slick with recent rain, and the distant sound of horse hooves echoes faintly through the narrow alleyways, but the figure remains silent and still. His coat, long and dark, clings to his form, dripping water from its hem, and a wide-brimmed hat casts a deep shadow over his face, hiding all but the faintest glint of his eyes. The graveyard behind him is overgrown, the headstones cracked and tilted, and a thick layer of fog clings to the ground, swirling around the iron fence like a living thing. The stranger’s hand rests on the hilt of a sword strapped to his waist, though he makes no move to draw it, his posture relaxed, yet somehow charged with tension. The night is unnaturally quiet, save for the distant drip of water and the occasional creak of the iron gate as it sways in the wind. The scent of wet earth and decaying leaves fills the air, thick and pungent, but the stranger remains unmoved, his gaze fixed on something far beyond the visible world. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>