her hands resting in her lap as she gazes regretfully out of the window FLUX prompts

8 months ago

A solitary woman sits on a narrow wooden bench in a dimly lit Victorian-era prison cell, her figure illuminated by the pale light streaming through a small, barred window high on the stone wall. She wears a simple, tattered Victorian dress, her hands resting in her lap as she gazes regretfully out of the window. Her face is etched with sorrow and contemplation, a tear tracing down her cheek. The rough stone walls of the cell and the sparse, cold furnishings—an iron bed frame and a tin plate—emphasize the bleakness of her confinement. The scene is steeped in melancholy, with soft shadows and muted tones, evoking a dark and gothic Penny Dreadful aesthetic.

8 months ago

A solitary woman sits on a narrow wooden bench in a dimly lit Victorian-era prison cell, her figure illuminated by the pale light streaming through a small, barred window high on the stone wall. She wears a simple, tattered Victorian dress, her hands resting in her lap as she gazes regretfully out of the window. Her face is etched with sorrow and contemplation, a tear tracing down her cheek. The rough stone walls of the cell and the sparse, cold furnishings—an iron bed frame and a tin plate—emphasize the bleakness of her confinement. The scene is steeped in melancholy, with soft shadows and muted tones, evoking a dark and gothic Penny Dreadful aesthetic.