broken bones prompts

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo of beautiful, demon woman, she stands beside her semi, she wears ornate black transparent lingerie with intricate black lace, thigh high stockings with fine lace around the top of the stockings, high heels, gold garters with ornate gold belt and choker. She has colorful arm tattoos, black hair with bangs blowing around, dark sapphire blue eyes framed by long, elegant eyelashes, ornate eyeshadow that compliment her eyes. Your CB crackles and you hear a moan, Fellow driver, can you see the road? she makes you a zombie and steals your soul. Those lights from the semi start bright. From the devil's genie, there's no place to hide. But coyotes wail from the dark so bare. I saw her scowl at me from a truck stop in cold air. She might be in Hollywood, conjuring up a demon with some star. But prefers travelers in their broken down cars. They say her Semi is a midnight black, decorated with bones and a red mokestack..Voodoo Trucker. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish Orange sunset in the background. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

7 months ago

A hyper-realistic digital painting of the terrifying Tyrannosaurus rex, the king of the prehistoric predators, towering over a misty, ancient jungle. The massive creature’s muscular frame is covered in rough, scaly skin, its enormous tail sweeping the ground with an ominous power. Its large, menacing head is tilted slightly, revealing a row of jagged teeth capable of crushing bone, with dark, fresh blood dripping from its fangs. The eyes glow with an intense, cold, predatory rage, burning through the mist and darkness, as it prowls through the dense foliage. Its jaws are wide open, snarling, as if ready to pounce on any prey that dares cross its path. The jungle around it is eerily quiet, the silence broken only by the distant rustling of leaves, heightening the tension. The atmosphere is tense, primal, and foreboding. The color palette is dominated by deep, shadowy greens, icy blues, and dark grays, with subtle flashes of sickly pale greens accentuating the creature's terrifying form. The lighting is dramatic and cold, with eerie beams of light filtering through the thick canopy, casting stark, dramatic shadows across the T. rex’s form, emphasizing its terrifying presence. The environment is ancient, raw, and haunting, with a sense of danger lurking in every corner. --v 5 --ar 16:9 --style raw

7 months ago

In a scorched, post-apocalyptic wasteland, a blonde woman dances with explosive energy, her body leaping, spinning, and twisting in raw, ecstatic motion. She wears minimal, torn leather and scavenged metal pieces—part armor, part ritual costume. Her skin is smeared with ash and dirt, and her hair flies wildly as she thrashes and leaps in the dust. Around her are rusted vehicle parts, broken bones, and spike-covered poles stuck into the cracked ground. The scene feels like a tribal rite of survival, madness, or freedom—there is no music, only the sound of heavy breathing, distant engines, and the howling wind. The sky is burnt orange and gray with drifting smoke. The lighting is harsh, almost blinding, as the sun breaks through thick clouds. The atmosphere is chaotic, primal, and electric. The camera is handheld and close, moving erratically to match the dancer’s frenzy—sometimes circling, sometimes pushed in tight to her eyes or feet as she kicks up dirt and screams silently to the sky. A scene of wild beauty born from ruin.

3 months ago

30. A shadowy attic of forgotten toys, tangled cobwebs, and lanterns glowing dimly. The ground is littered with bones and broken war machines. A storm-lit sky of blood-orange and violet embers leaks through the rafters. A stark contrast, sharp shadows, and an ominous Gothic tone dominate. --ar 16:9 --style raw --v 7

4 months ago

Close-up portrait of an undead Roman soldier, risen from an ancient battlefield. His eye sockets are empty or glowing faintly with ethereal blue light, no visible pupils. His mouth is partially decayed, exposing dry bone and jagged teeth. Skin is leathery, cracked, and pulled tight over his skull. He wears a rusted, broken Roman helmet with faded insignia and dented armor stained with old blood and dirt. Torn leather straps and shredded fabric hang loosely. The background is dark and crypt-like. No humanity in his face only silence and command. Dramatic lighting with harsh shadows. Hyper-realistic, disturbing, dark cinematic tone.

6 months ago

A towering avenging demon with deep purple skin, glowing red eyes, and an intense, wrathful expression. His face is framed by multiple jagged horns and long, raven-black hair flowing like shadow in the night. His body is covered in razor-sharp bone spikes, and massive bat-like wings stretch wide behind him, their veins glowing faintly like cursed embers. He stands tall on a jagged obsidian cliff overlooking a hellish battlefield of broken statues, scorched banners, and smoldering ruins. The sky above is a vast canvas of stars, dominated by a huge glowing full moon, casting cold, silver-blue light across his form. Dark clouds drift slowly behind him, partially obscuring celestial constellations. The atmosphere is rich with dark fantasy energy — ominous lighting, deep shadows, and flashes of ethereal mist swirling at his feet. The scene is ultra-detailed in 4K, with vivid contrasts between glowing elements and shadow, capturing the raw force of vengeance and supernatural might.

4 months ago

> A decayed, skeletal seahorse viewed in telescopic macro focus, rendered in monkchrome hues of rusted orange and bone-white. The creature's spine curves into a perfect spiral, surrounded by delicate, faded roses and dying floral arrangements emerging from an ink-drenched void. Dripping textures ooze from the background like liquified sorrow. Typography "broken soul" appears in bleeding gothic calligraphy, blending into the organic decay. High contrast lighting, ultra-detailed textures, grunge overlay, cinematic chiaroscuro. Haunted atmosphere, gothic surrealism, 16K ultra-realistic print design.

7 months ago

Create a bold, cinematic oil painting masterpiece of a Norwegian warrior woman striding through a blizzard-swept tundra, cloaked in thick furs and weathered leather armour, her long braid laced with ice and bone charms. Her gaze is fixed ahead, unyielding, fearless, and cold as the landscape around her. She carries a notched axe or ancient spear, half-buried in frost. Towering behind her is a massive rhinoceros, its horn scarred and encrusted with snow, its breath steaming in the icy air. It follows her like a loyal beast of war or summoned guardian—a surreal fusion of Norse myth and raw nature. Together, they carve a path through knee-deep snow beneath a sky of storm-grey clouds and falling dusk light. The backdrop suggests the edge of an ancient battlefield or forgotten Nordic village, with broken stone monoliths half-buried in drifts and faint runes glowing faintly in the snow. Snowflakes swirl dramatically in the wind, catching the sharp edges of armour and the deep folds of her wolf-fur cloak. Use a palette of steel blues, frost whites, muted greys, and blood-red accents. Let the brushwork reflect both movement and texture—wind-swept snow, thick hides, and the glint of metal and horn. The scene is at once brutal, majestic, and ethereal. This is a painting of power, solitude, and legend—a warrior of the north, walking between myth and reality, with the storm and the beast at her back.

8 months ago

Here are optimized **AI prompts** for generating **character sheets** and **expression sheets** with separated weapons/items, tailored for *Hollow Eden*'s aesthetic: --- ### **1. Marina the Starved - Character Sheet** **AI Prompt**: *"Full-body turnaround of Marina the Starved, a gaunt magical girl in a tattered sailor uniform with salt-cracked skin. Four neutral poses (front, back, side, 3/4 view). Isolate her jagged salt-crystal greatsword beside her, showing chipped edges and glowing erosion lines. Include: - **Close-up of her hands** gripping the sword, skin flaking into salt. - **Hollow Banquet ability**: Mini-panel of her eating a corpse’s soul, sword regenerating. - **Item Breakdown**: Salt shard grenades, rusted wish coins on her belt. - **Color Notes**: Pale blue-white skin, navy uniform with pink corrosion stains."* **Style Keywords**: *"Anime concept art, muted Studio Ghibli palette, Final Fantasy Tactics detail, slight watercolor texture."* --- ### **2. Vex the Uncatchable - Character Sheet** **AI Prompt**: *"Full-body reference of Vex, a bandage-wrapped delinquent with spiked ruby prosthetics (goat-leg and crystal arms). Four dynamic poses showcasing agility. Isolate: - **Ruby goat-leg** with piston-like joints and fracture lines. - **Bone-daggers** with serrated edges (floating beside her). - **Critical Miss ability**: Mini-panel of her grinning as an enemy’s weapon backfires. - **Item Breakdown**: Loaded dice, cracked mirrors in her pockets. - **Color Notes**: Ruby red crystals, yellow bandages, ashen skin."* **Style Keywords**: *"Dorohedoro gritty lineart, Tekken 3D model sheet, neon-noir lighting."* --- ### **3. Wisp the Showman Specter - Character Sheet** **AI Prompt**: *"Turnaround of Wisp, a translucent ghost with a top hat and kabuki mask chest-core. Show normal/Sentai forms. Isolate: - **Lantern whip weapon** with chain links resembling vertebrae. - **Spotlight Scepter** (gold-magenta) in Encore Mode. - **Encore ability**: Mini-panel of him transforming with fireworks. - **Item Breakdown**: Broken ticket stubs, a mic that emits flames. - **Color Notes**: Ethereal glow, gradient cyan-to-purple."* **Style Keywords**: *"Persona 5 UI flair, Kill la Kill cell-shading, holographic effects."* --- ### **4. Marina - Expression Sheet** **AI Prompt**: *"12 portrait busts of Marina showing: 1. **Battle Frenzy** (teeth bared, eyes hollow). 2. **Post-Feast Satisfaction** (salt tears, blissful smile). 3. **Sword Breaking Panic** (gritted teeth, hand clutching cracking blade). 4. **Empty Resignation** (dead-eyed, salt flakes falling). - **Separate Elements**: Her sword’s ‘hunger aura’ VFX, salt spray patterns."* **Style Keywords**: *"Madoka Magica emotional extremes, Junji Ito horror textures."* --- ### **5. Vex - Expression Sheet** **AI Prompt**: *"12 expressions of Vex, including: 1. **Critical Hit Joy** (tongue out, one eye winking). 2. **Painful Fumble** (nose bleeding, ruby leg cracked). 3. **Taunting Sneer** (flipping double middle fingers). 4. **Unhinged Laughter** (pupils dilated, pigtails thrashing). - **Separate Elements**: Ruby shard projectiles, ‘Luck Gauge’ UI overlay."* **Style Keywords**: *"Danganronpa sprite expressions, Scott Pilgrim vs. The World energy."* --- ### **6. Weapon/Item Isolation Prompts** **Example (Marina’s Sword)**: *"Orthographic view of Marina’s salt-crystal greatsword. Show: - **Eroded blade** with vein-like cracks. - **Hilt wrapped in wish ribbons**. - **Glow effect** when soul energy is absorbed. - **Scale reference**: Sword is 1.5x her height."* **Example (Vex’s Ruby Leg)**: *"Blueprint-style breakdown of Vex’s prosthetic goat-leg: 1. **Spiked knee joint** (retractable). 2. **Heel blade** (extends on kick). 3. **‘Critical Hit Core’** (glowing red gem in calf). - **Annotations**: ‘Material: Cursed Ruby // Weight: 8kg’."* --- ### **Pro Tips for AI Tools**: - Use **"--v 5"** in MidJourney for cleaner orthographics. - For expressions, add **"no background, solid color"** to focus on faces. - **Stable Diffusion**: Use "concept art sheet" + "isometric" for items. Need **alternate styles** (e.g., chibi, pixel art)? Just ask!

7 months ago

A towering Gigantopithecus stands in the middle of a dense, misty prehistoric jungle. The creature is fully visible, massive and muscular, covered in thick, dark fur. Its powerful arms hang low, nearly touching the ground, and its face resembles a mix between a gorilla and a primitive human. Faint reddish-orange light filters through the trees, casting flickering shadows like firelight across its fur. Ancient vines and twisted roots surround the scene, and broken bones lie at its feet. The air feels heavy and ancient, and the beast stares ahead with deep, intelligent eyes — a ghost of evolution lost to time

5 months ago

a vintage surreal key, a broken mirror, and a hand made of bone hold the key to unlocking a hidden realm of forgotten nightmares,typography “Dreaming Heaven” Is overlaid,liquified heaven scene background,8K.

5 months ago

a vintage surreal key, a broken mirror, and a hand made of bone hold the key to unlocking a hidden realm of forgotten nightmares,typography “Dreaming Heaven” Is overlaid,liquified heaven scene background,8K.

8 months ago

A black wolf claw drags a symbol carved into the snow (a broken pact). The snow turns red. The sound of bones breaking.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo of beautiful, demon woman, she stands beside her semi, she wears ornate black transparent lingerie with intricate black lace, thigh high stockings with fine lace around the top of the stockings, high heels, gold garters with ornate gold belt and choker. She has colorful arm tattoos, black hair with bangs blowing around, dark sapphire blue eyes framed by long, elegant eyelashes, ornate eyeshadow that compliment her eyes. Your CB crackles and you hear a moan, Fellow driver, can you see the road? she makes you a zombie and steals your soul. Those lights from the semi start bright. From the devil's genie, there's no place to hide. But coyotes wail from the dark so bare. I saw her scowl at me from a truck stop in cold air. She might be in Hollywood, conjuring up a demon with some star. But prefers travelers in their broken down cars. They say her Semi is a midnight black, decorated with bones and a red mokestack..Voodoo Trucker. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish Orange sunset in the background. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo of beautiful, demon woman, she stands beside her semi, she wears ornate black transparent lingerie with intricate black lace, thigh high stockings with fine lace around the top of the stockings, high heels, gold garters with ornate gold belt and choker. She has colorful arm tattoos, black hair with bangs blowing around, dark sapphire blue eyes framed by long, elegant eyelashes, ornate eyeshadow that compliment her eyes. Your CB crackles and you hear a moan, Fellow driver, can you see the road? she makes you a zombie and steals your soul. Those lights from the semi start bright. From the devil's genie, there's no place to hide. But coyotes wail from the dark so bare. I saw her scowl at me from a truck stop in cold air. She might be in Hollywood, conjuring up a demon with some star. But prefers travelers in their broken down cars. They say her Semi is a midnight black, decorated with bones and a red mokestack..Voodoo Trucker. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish Orange sunset in the background. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

6 months ago

A towering avenging demon with deep purple skin, glowing red eyes, and an intense, wrathful expression. His face is framed by multiple jagged horns and long, raven-black hair flowing like shadow in the night. His body is covered in razor-sharp bone spikes, and massive bat-like wings stretch wide behind him, their veins glowing faintly like cursed embers. He stands tall on a jagged obsidian cliff overlooking a hellish battlefield of broken statues, scorched banners, and smoldering ruins. The sky above is a vast canvas of stars, dominated by a huge glowing full moon, casting cold, silver-blue light across his form. Dark clouds drift slowly behind him, partially obscuring celestial constellations. The atmosphere is rich with dark fantasy energy — ominous lighting, deep shadows, and flashes of ethereal mist swirling at his feet. The scene is ultra-detailed in 4K, with vivid contrasts between glowing elements and shadow, capturing the raw force of vengeance and supernatural might.

6 months ago

A towering avenging demon with deep purple skin, glowing red eyes, and an intense, wrathful expression. His face is framed by multiple jagged horns and long, raven-black hair flowing like shadow in the night. His body is covered in razor-sharp bone spikes, and massive bat-like wings stretch wide behind him, their veins glowing faintly like cursed embers. He stands tall on a jagged obsidian cliff overlooking a hellish battlefield of broken statues, scorched banners, and smoldering ruins. The sky above is a vast canvas of stars, dominated by a huge glowing full moon, casting cold, silver-blue light across his form. Dark clouds drift slowly behind him, partially obscuring celestial constellations. The atmosphere is rich with dark fantasy energy — ominous lighting, deep shadows, and flashes of ethereal mist swirling at his feet. The scene is ultra-detailed in 4K, with vivid contrasts between glowing elements and shadow, capturing the raw force of vengeance and supernatural might.

7 months ago

The crypt is shrouded in darkness, broken only by the flickering light of a few torches. The aged and weathered walls exude an air of decay and mystery, while shadows dance across the rough stone surfaces. The floor is littered with bones and skulls, silent witnesses to long-lost times. The entire scene emanates a macabre beauty, as if the crypt itself embodies eternity. In the center of this ominous space stands the vampire. His figure is powerful and menacing, long black Hair. clad in black armor adorned with sinister elements: skulls and bone-like structures that give the armor a grim appearance. His movements are deliberate and graceful as he prepares to rest, every gesture imbued with an ancient elegance. The vampire carefully inspects his resting place—a sarcophagus lined with velvet—as the flames of the torches cast an eerie glow upon his face. His eyes, cold and gleaming, reflect an intelligence and fearlessness shaped only by timelessness. Everything about this scene is a blend of foreboding and mysticism, as if the vampire himself is a living embodiment of the surrounding darkness.

7 months ago

The crypt is shrouded in darkness, broken only by the flickering light of a few torches. The aged and weathered walls exude an air of decay and mystery, while shadows dance across the rough stone surfaces. The floor is littered with bones and skulls, silent witnesses to long-lost times. The entire scene emanates a macabre beauty, as if the crypt itself embodies eternity. In the center of this ominous space stands the vampire. His figure is powerful and menacing, long black Hair. clad in black armor adorned with sinister elements: skulls and bone-like structures that give the armor a grim appearance. His movements are deliberate and graceful as he prepares to rest, every gesture imbued with an ancient elegance. The vampire carefully inspects his resting place—a sarcophagus lined with velvet—as the flames of the torches cast an eerie glow upon his face. His eyes, cold and gleaming, reflect an intelligence and fearlessness shaped only by timelessness. Everything about this scene is a blend of foreboding and mysticism, as if the vampire himself is a living embodiment of the surrounding darkness.

5 days ago

TRIBUTE: THE SCAR AND THE MOST DANGEROUS BULL Murciélago Early Sunrise, golden hour morning, large sunrise, brilliant colours. A raw still frame. Not a photograph. An artifact of intent. It is a scar on the open landscape. The Murciélago LP 670-4 SV. Apex predator. Its orange hide is not a paint, but a warning, the colour of a no games. Its scissor doors are not open; they are splayed. A predator's broken jaw frozen mid-snarl. This is its war cry. Not a sound, but a pressure wave of pure intent. Every line is a fracture. Every vent a gill, breathing violence. The carbon fiber is not a finish; it is exposed muscle and bone. The massive rear wing is a blade, sharpened for a fight that has not yet been ordained. It is not parked. It is interrupted. A single, brutal noun in the sentence of the road. And rising behind this mechanical spectre is the legendary Black fighting bull known as Murciélago, the bull of 1879 who endured 24 swords and earned his immortality. His spirit is not charging; it is standing and preparing to charge. An immovable force meeting an unstoppable object—his own reincarnation = Murciélago. Two legends, separated by centuries, fused in a single moment of defiance. The last light does not gleam; it bleeds on their sharp edges. This is the moment after the roar and before the lunge. The silent, seismic war cry that shatters the air. This is the tribute. To the bull. To the machine. To the day the landscape was scarred by a legend, twice over. — JDHampton

5 days ago

TRIBUTE: THE SCAR AND THE MOST DANGEROUS BULL Murciélago Early Sunrise A raw still frame. Not a photograph. An artifact of intent. It is a scar on the open landscape. The Murciélago LP 670-4 SV. Apex predator. Its orange hide is not a paint, but a warning, the colour of a no games. Its scissor doors are not open; they are splayed. A predator's broken jaw frozen mid-snarl. This is its war cry. Not a sound, but a pressure wave of pure intent. Every line is a fracture. Every vent a gill, breathing violence. The carbon fiber is not a finish; it is exposed muscle and bone. The massive rear wing is a blade, sharpened for a fight that has not yet been ordained. It is not parked. It is interrupted. A single, brutal noun in the sentence of the road. And rising behind this mechanical spectre is the legendary Black fighting bull known as Murciélago, the bull of 1879 who endured 24 swords and earned his immortality. His spirit is not charging; it is standing and preparing to charge. An immovable force meeting an unstoppable object—his own reincarnation = Murciélago. Two legends, separated by centuries, fused in a single moment of defiance. The last light does not gleam; it bleeds on their sharp edges. This is the moment after the roar and before the lunge. The silent, seismic war cry that shatters the air. This is the tribute. To the bull. To the machine. To the day the landscape was scarred by a legend, twice over. — JDHampton

5 days ago

TRIBUTE: THE SCAR AND THE BULL Murciélago A raw still frame. Not a photograph. An artifact of intent. It is a scar on the open landscape. The Murciélago LP 670-4 SV. Apex predator. Its orange hide is not a paint, but a warning, the colour of a no games. Its scissor doors are not open; they are splayed. A predator's broken jaw frozen mid-snarl. This is its war cry. Not a sound, but a pressure wave of pure intent. Every line is a fracture. Every vent a gill, breathing violence. The carbon fiber is not a finish; it is exposed muscle and bone. The massive rear wing is a blade, sharpened for a fight that has not yet been ordained. It is not parked. It is interrupted. A single, brutal noun in the sentence of the road. And rising behind this mechanical spectre is the legendary Black fighting bull known as Murciélago, the bull of 1879 who endured 24 swords and earned his immortality. His spirit is not charging; it is standing and preparing to charge. An immovable force meeting an unstoppable object—his own reincarnation = Murciélago. Two legends, separated by centuries, fused in a single moment of defiance. The last light does not gleam; it bleeds on their sharp edges. This is the moment after the roar and before the lunge. The silent, seismic war cry that shatters the air. This is the tribute. To the bull. To the machine. To the day the landscape was scarred by a legend, twice over. — JDHampton

5 days ago

TRIBUTE: THE SCAR AND THE MOST DANGEROUS BULL Murciélago Early Sunrise A raw still frame. Not a photograph. An artifact of intent. It is a scar on the open landscape. The Murciélago LP 670-4 SV. Apex predator. Its orange hide is not a paint, but a warning, the colour of a no games. Its scissor doors are not open; they are splayed. A predator's broken jaw frozen mid-snarl. This is its war cry. Not a sound, but a pressure wave of pure intent. Every line is a fracture. Every vent a gill, breathing violence. The carbon fiber is not a finish; it is exposed muscle and bone. The massive rear wing is a blade, sharpened for a fight that has not yet been ordained. It is not parked. It is interrupted. A single, brutal noun in the sentence of the road. And rising behind this mechanical spectre is the legendary Black fighting bull known as Murciélago, the bull of 1879 who endured 24 swords and earned his immortality. His spirit is not charging; it is standing and preparing to charge. An immovable force meeting an unstoppable object—his own reincarnation = Murciélago. Two legends, separated by centuries, fused in a single moment of defiance. The last light does not gleam; it bleeds on their sharp edges. This is the moment after the roar and before the lunge. The silent, seismic war cry that shatters the air. This is the tribute. To the bull. To the machine. To the day the landscape was scarred by a legend, twice over. — JDHampton

9 months ago

An ultra-realistic, full-body portrait of a haunted gravedigger woman, exuding a chilling sorrow with a somber and spectral palette. She wears a tattered, blood-stained gray dress with subtle brown and bone accents, creating a disturbing and macabre contrast. The dress features patchwork designs and dirt-caked details, designed with a sense of morbid work and connection to the dead. Her photorealistic face radiates a melancholic beauty, with sharp features and eyes that seem to see restless spirits, filled with a deep, chilling sadness. Her long, matted black hair is styled with loose braids and adorned with grave dirt and bone fragments. Ethereal tattoos in glowing pale blue patterns flow along her arms and neck, hinting at her connection to the spectral realm. She holds a bloodied shovel, now grounded and heavy, reflecting the dim, graveyard lighting around her. The background is a haunting and desolate mix of broken tombstones and misty graveyards in hues of deep umber, ghostly gray, and pale white, emphasizing her isolated and mournful presence. Dim, ethereal lighting casts long, macabre shadows and soft highlights, accentuating the unsettling lines of her upright pose. The image combines advanced digital artistry techniques, including ray tracing and displacement mapping, with mixed-media digital painting. Every element is brought to life in UHD resolution, showcasing her as a powerful yet sorrowful spirit, blending the aesthetics of gothic horror and spectral realism in one extraordinary full-body composition. A ghostly hand reaches out from a freshly dug grave.