the fields's surface reflects the first rays of dawn prompts

6 months ago

a sprawling field from the cyberpunk era, bathed in the golden hues of dusk blending into the soft glow of dawn, the grass sways gently, a deep green and ochre, dotted with wildflowers that seem to whisper of ancient tales, scattered stones, rugged and cracked, towering trees with weathered trunks stand as silent witnesses, their leaves catching the interplay of light and shadow, the fields's surface reflects the first rays of dawn, casting it in fiery brilliance, while the horizon glows in soft pastels,