Stretching out under a sickly, yellow sky, blighted farmlands lie in ruin, the crops withered and the soil cracked and barren. A Mad Prophet stands in the center, their ragged cloak flapping in the toxic wind, as they preach to a gathering of hollow-eyed villagers. The fields are dotted with scarecrows twisted into grotesque shapes, and the distant hills are lined with dead, skeletal trees. The scene is filled with a sense of despair and hopelessness, with high-contrast colors and detailed, textured art capturing the decay and desolation of the land.
, the scene is captured in dimly lit dark fantasy but vibrant colors, with bold ink lines defining form against the watercolor wash of the aged paper