Cloaked Figures in Stone-Walled Cloister Scene

All rained with MELANCHOLY

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Petr
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DaVinci2
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  All rained with MELANCHOLY
  
  Model: DaVinci2
  
  Size: 1280 X 720 (0.92 MP)
  
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  Prompt: Each day follows the next, as bland, as bland, As hooded monks from cells through cloisters shamble. Thick grey mutes flaming hues, gains upper hand, Quenching to blend what eyes cannot unscramble, The skies of grey, from the grey dappled earth, The curved horizon’s livid, pallid dearth. All rained with ash, all mixed and all oppressing, In half-light’s sham, with half-shade gathered in; Sight blankly stares into the smoke, egressing Into the gloom, tasting of dampened tin. At once the soul seeks night, yet yearns for day, Keen to imbibe the dark, yet scald with fire, Pacing the room in careworn disarray. The final ennui of dingy light, inspired By rained down ash, the gloom of that demise, In that grey without shape or edge or feature, No quivering hues, nor riot color-wise, To creeping shadows all being stretched, suppressing. And wearied soul in sadness acquiescing.
  
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  Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide
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Prompt: Each day follows the next, as bland, as bland, As hooded monks from cells through cloisters shamble. Thick grey mutes flaming hues, gains upper hand, Quenching to blend what eyes cannot unscramble, The skies of grey, from the grey dappled earth, The curved horizon’s livid, pallid dearth. All rained with ash, all mixed and all oppressing, In half-light’s sham, with half-shade gathered in; Sight blankly stares into the smoke, egressing Into the gloom, tasting of dampened tin. At once the soul seeks night, yet yearns for day, Keen to imbibe the dark, yet scald with fire, Pacing the room in careworn disarray. The final ennui of dingy light, inspired By rained down ash, the gloom of that demise, In that grey without shape or edge or feature, No quivering hues, nor riot color-wise, To creeping shadows all being stretched, suppressing. And wearied soul in sadness acquiescing.

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Each day follows the next, as bland, as bland, As hooded monks from cells through cloisters shamble. Thick grey mutes flaming hues, gains upper hand, Quenching to blend what eyes cannot unscramble, The skies of grey, from the grey dappled earth, The curved horizon’s livid, pallid dearth. All rained with ash, all mixed and all oppressing, In half-light’s sham, with half-shade gathered in; Sight blankly stares into the smoke, egressing Into the gloom, tasting of dampened tin. At once the soul seeks night, yet yearns for day, Keen to imbibe the dark, yet scald with fire, Pacing the room in careworn disarray. The final ennui of dingy light, inspired By rained down ash, the gloom of that demise, In that grey without shape or edge or feature, No quivering hues, nor riot color-wise, To creeping shadows all being stretched, suppressing. And wearied soul in sadness acquiescing.

More about All rained with MELANCHOLY

Three cloaked figures walk in a stone cloister, flanked by columns. The background features an expansive lawn and a medieval building, creating a mysterious and serene atmosphere.

Copy/paste postart, 'cause now is after rain:
https://www.vzjp.cz/basne.htm#Karasek