Deep in the shade of mourning, distant from the healthy breath, Far away from the fiery noon, an eve, an untouched maid, a lady lost sat gray- hair quiet as a stone, still as the silence round about her lair of deep Forest, hung about her head like cloud on cloud, No stir of air was there, Not so much life in the eyes, dreams lost of spring flowers where summer scorch the land and Robs not one light seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell rose a ray of hope, a shade of green, and a blade of happiness. bleak, dark art, dim light somber, dramatic, high quality, detailed
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