From high above, I glide on wings of night,
A vast desert cityscape looms, a haunting sight.
In ashen sands, where shadows cast their spell,
A macabre realm, where eerie phantoms dwell.
Obelisks of obsidian rise, sharp and stark,
Encircling altars, where whispers in the dark
Conjure ancient rites beneath a blood-red moon,
Enigmatic symbols dance to a ghostly tune.
Cathedral spires, twisted, reach to skies of black,
Chalice filled with secrets in a hidden sac.
Pentagrams etched in silver on the ground,
Guarded by spirits, in silence profound.
Cloaked figures chant in circles, robes like night,
Eyes aglow with knowledge, sinister and bright.
Serpents coil on pathways of darkened gold,
In this astral plane, where secrets unfold.
A city of dread, yet strangely divine,
Where the arcane and spectral intertwine.
A labyrinth of shadows, a realm so surreal,
This desert city, where the unreal is real.
[High angle, downward looking photograph (gently angled bird'seyeview), expamsive, Photographed with a Canon EOS R5, high resolution , Canon RF 15-35mm f/2.8L IS USM lens for a wide field of view]
realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism, Photographer Martin Kimbell Style