A dimly lit graveyard at dusk. A mysterious figure emerges from the shadows, draped in a tattered black cloak that billows softly in the chill breeze. The skeletal visage glows with an eerie red light, eyes fixed on the surrounding darkness. In hand, it holds a gleaming scythe with a sharp blade, reflected in the pale moonlight. Fog curls around tombstones as the air thickens with tension, whispers of secrets from beyond the grave carried by dry leaves. The scent of damp earth and decay lingers, as this spectral presence floats silently through the cemetery, casting long shadows on weathered headstones,Enhanced all,Vshorror,Midjourney_Whisper
