black horse

A midnight black horse, wild and untamed, gallops across a desolate, moonless plain, its thunderous hooves carving fate in the night, as if driven by an unseen force. Its alien yellow eyes gleam with dread, piercing the void where silence has bled, illuminated only by the faint, ethereal glow of neon-lit stars above. The horse's mane, a kaleidoscope of cobalt, scarlet, amber, and deep pink hues, flows like liquid fire, a luminous brink that ignites the air in its wake, leaving a spectral trail of energy that no shadow can break. Inspired by the surrealist works of Zdzisław Beksiński, H.R. Giger, and the dynamic, expressive brushstrokes of Francis Bacon, this hyper-real vision of motion and might embodies the raw power and untethered energy of a beast driven by a singular, relentless drive, a phantom of strength in a world between darkness and light.