A shroud of frost on every bone, I walk a realm not called my own. The stars have fled, the day is blind, And mist enwraps the dying mind.
in Gouache Style, Watercolor, Museum Epic Impressionist Maximalist Masterpiece, Thick Brush Strokes, Impasto Gouache, thick layers of gouache watercolors textured on Canvas, 8k Resolution, Matte Painting
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