Aged Man in Vintage Nightwear in Snowy Graveyard

No, no, no, Sprits, I promise to be a better man! I'll keep Christmas in my heart forevermore!

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  No, no, no, Sprits, I promise to be a better man! I'll keep Christmas in my heart forevermore!
  
  Model: DaVinci2
  
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  Prompt: 1860 mean old miser Ebenezer Scrooge bare feet and dressed in a nightgown standing next to a Victorian gothic Gravestone with the words "Ebenezer Scrooge", shocked expression as he clutches the gravestone, background a gothic Victorian graveyard with snow on the ground and icicles, a masterpiece, 8k resolution, dark fantasy concept art, by Greg Rutkowski, dynamic lighting, Splash screen art, trending on Artstation, Unreal Engine, volumetric lighting, Alphonse Mucha, Jordan Grimmer
  
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1860 mean old miser Ebenezer Scrooge bare feet and dressed in a nightgown standing next to a Victorian gothic Gravestone with the words "Ebenezer Scrooge", shocked expression as he clutches the gravestone, background a gothic Victorian graveyard with snow on the ground and icicles, a masterpiece, 8k resolution, dark fantasy concept art, by Greg Rutkowski, dynamic lighting, Splash screen art, trending on Artstation, Unreal Engine, volumetric lighting, Alphonse Mucha, Jordan Grimmer

More about No, no, no, Sprits, I promise to be a better man! I'll keep Christmas in my heart forevermore!

"Mens' courses will foreshadow certain ends to which, if persevered in, they must lead," said Scrooge. "But if the courses be departed from, the ends will change. Say it is thus, with what you shew me!"

The Spirit was immovable as ever.

Scrooge crept towards it, trembling as he went; and following the finger, read upon the stone of the neglected grave, his own name EBENEZER SCROOGE.

"Am I that man who lay upon the bed!" he cried, upon his knees.

The finger pointed from the grave to him, and back again.

"No Spirit! Oh no, no!"

The finger still was there.

"Spirit!" he cried, tight clutching at its robe. "Hear me!" I am not the man I was. I will not be the man I must have been, but for this intercourse. Why shew me this, if I am past all hope!"