A lone wanderer draped in heavy, sand- worn fabrics walks through the glowing mist that coils through the air. Their skeletal visage is partly concealed by a translucent veil, shifting with the unnatural winds. Neon reflections flicker across their face, distorting their expression as if they exist in multiple realities at once. The massive, corrupted sunset behind them creates stark, unnatural contrasts, casting long shadows that seem to move on their own
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