Fi_ArtWork - v:1

A young child stands alone in the middle of war-torn ruins. The ground is cracked and scorched, walls crumbled around him like broken bones. He wears tattered clothes, barefoot, holding a small object — a broken toy or a candle — in his hand. His face is softly lit by fading daylight, smeared with ash, yet his eyes are wide open and silently watching, filled with both innocence and unspeakable grief. The background is a shattered urban setting — fractured columns, burned wooden beams, and smoke rising from the ground. Splashes of ink and watercolor bleed into the edges, creating a surreal flow of destruction. The lighting is painterly and symbolic: a warm, dying sunset behind, casting long, dramatic shadows in blood-red and charcoal tones. Stylistically, the scene blends Goya’s raw, haunting emotional gravity with the delicate inkwork and abstract organic swirls of Carne Griffiths. Subtle impasto on the ruins gives texture and emotional weight. **A timeless portrait of war through the eyes of a child.** **Triggered style: painterly glow, impasto brush, soulful mood. Fi_ArtWork**