"staring into the dark, this forced isolation sits heavy on my shoulders. It is an icy hand I cannot shake off"
This generated art has a gloomy feeling and I have promised my little cousin that I will delete it after posting on hive.
"staring into the dark, this forced isolation sits heavy on my shoulders. It is an icy hand I cannot shake off"
This generated art has a gloomy feeling and I have promised my little cousin that I will delete it after posting on hive.