There is a man standing on a rock with a scythe in front of a full moon

A grim reaper in a flowing crimson robe sits atop a weathered granite crag overlooking a dark lake, grasping a colossal rust-hued scythe. Face obscured by shadows, its presence is shrouded in mystery. A gargantuan full moon with a deep sienna hue casts an ominous glow upon the scene, as swirling maroon clouds writhe like living tendrils beneath its radiant light. Ripples on the dark water's surface are interrupted by an eerie flotilla of bleached human skulls, like spectral sentinels. Above the treetops, flocks of silhouetted ravens sail upwards toward the ghostly moon's beam, stirring movement through the air. Rich tonal spectrum emerges within the image, dramatically poised in somber colours, set to elevate a sense of doom-laden foreboding. Cryptic harvester of life sits ensconced upon a moss-laded shale outcropping, watching dusk fall over glassy waters, the gigantic implement resting tranquil within dark-gloved hands. An immense scarlet moon, an auroral spectral presence overhead emits smoky radiance toward undulating smoke grey swirls and water flecked blots visible just beneath its elevated stature. Dark sea nearby casts reposing shades strewn across as lifeless forms floating wildly â shattered headsculls skimming into waves made deeper by death above still, crystal glass like skin. As final shadows of the night swoop to find rest suddenly a throng swoop upward rising to take form â night birds like feather strewn quills speeding towards that molten moon burning bright and its translucent gleam. Death waits tranquilized amidst ocean-sheltered rock formations, his faint persona masked under tenebrous shadow at moonrise, clutched handle heavy in some still, brooding scimitar, sheen dapplight of steel glints gently outward from grasping bony hands where crimson shadows writhe away to the far verge of jagged wave crests catching burning rubescent sunlight through wispy black gauzed veils. Mounds are pebbled deep beneath sullied streams flowing calmly lit just beneath â the crescent form of lunar sphere â glowing deep burning tallow â massive glows set fast across glimmerings spread away; darkness swept far as human remains of unfrequented silent sea wash around drifting faintly below all caddies hollow on death as midnight flocks fly out trembling overhead through plucked<lora:Positive_Astigmatism_0.6_SDXL-000009:0.1><lora:Astigmatism_0.5b:0.1>
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A grim reaper in a flowing crimson robe sits atop a weathered granite crag overlooking a dark lake, grasping a colossal rust-hued scythe. Face obscured by shadows, its presence is shrouded in mystery. A gargantuan full moon with a deep sienna hue casts an ominous glow upon the scene, as swirling maroon clouds writhe like living tendrils beneath its radiant light. Ripples on the dark water's surface are interrupted by an eerie flotilla of bleached human skulls, like spectral sentinels. Above the treetops, flocks of silhouetted ravens sail upwards toward the ghostly moon's beam, stirring movement through the air. Rich tonal spectrum emerges within the image, dramatically poised in somber colours, set to elevate a sense of doom-laden foreboding. Cryptic harvester of life sits ensconced upon a moss-laded shale outcropping, watching dusk fall over glassy waters, the gigantic implement resting tranquil within dark-gloved hands. An immense scarlet moon, an auroral spectral presence overhead emits smoky radiance toward undulating smoke grey swirls and water flecked blots visible just beneath its elevated stature. Dark sea nearby casts reposing shades strewn across as lifeless forms floating wildly â shattered headsculls skimming into waves made deeper by death above still, crystal glass like skin. As final shadows of the night swoop to find rest suddenly a throng swoop upward rising to take form â night birds like feather strewn quills speeding towards that molten moon burning bright and its translucent gleam. Death waits tranquilized amidst ocean-sheltered rock formations, his faint persona masked under tenebrous shadow at moonrise, clutched handle heavy in some still, brooding scimitar, sheen dapplight of steel glints gently outward from grasping bony hands where crimson shadows writhe away to the far verge of jagged wave crests catching burning rubescent sunlight through wispy black gauzed veils. Mounds are pebbled deep beneath sullied streams flowing calmly lit just beneath â the crescent form of lunar sphere â glowing deep burning tallow â massive glows set fast across glimmerings spread away; darkness swept far as human remains of unfrequented silent sea wash around drifting faintly below all caddies hollow on death as midnight flocks fly out trembling overhead through plucked<lora:Positive_Astigmatism_0.6_SDXL-000009:0.1><lora:Astigmatism_0.5b:0.1>
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