“a single lonely taoist monk walking with a stick and a long dark shroud blown a the dusty wind blowing through mountainous karst canyons and crevasses, with a few wretched withered trees hanging low, lit by a powerful sunset light, overlooking birds in the sky. birds flying in the sky”
Full prompt: || a single lonely taoist monk walking with a stick and a long dark shroud blown a the dusty wind blowing through mountainous karst canyons and crevasses, with a few wretched withered trees hanging low, lit by a powerful sunset light, overlooking birds in the sky. birds flying in the sky