A somber, gloomy scene of a man with gray hair knee- deep in a freshly dug grave, his rugged hands gripping a worn, splintered shovel as he labors in the dim light of an overcast sky. His tattered coat and muddy boots are soaked from the damp soil, and his face is a mix of exhaustion and quiet sorrow. The air is thick with fog that clings to the surrounding crooked trees, their bare, twisted branches looming ominously. Beside the grave lies a medium- sized muddy dog curled up tightly with its eyes closed, sleeping peacefully on the damp ground. The graveyard around them is sparse, with crumbling, moss- covered headstones jutting out of the earth at irregular angles, and faint whispers of the wind carry an eerie, almost mournful tone <lora:dvr- arcane- flux:1>