Gerador de Imagens IA
v1
The sun bleeds crimson on the horizon, painting the vast expanse of the salt flats a fiery red. A lone, gnarled tree, its branches twisted by time and harsh winds, stands sentinel on the edge. Beneath its solitary form, two figures meet, their expressions etched with the weight of an unspoken betrayal. Will the rising tide wash away the stain of their actions, or will they be forever bound by the consequences?
Estilo:
Arte Conceitual-Fantasia 05