sashiko style, japanese embroidery, geometric, patterned, indigo here is the combined image generation prompt: in the heart of a forsaken metropolis, a decrepit steam engine, its metal plates blackened by the fires of forgotten industry, sits atop a crumbling stone wall overgrown with thorny vines and twisted ivy. the once mighty engine now appears as a monstrous, skeletal hand grasping for the sky, its pipes and pistons resembling bony fingers. amidst the darkening clouds, which seem to writhe in agony like living serpents, a 42 year old figure slumps against the wall, shrouded in a mist that reeks of decay and forgotten dreams. the figure's face is a death mask, skin hanging in tattered strips to reveal bones that seem to be slowly being consumed by the very darkness that surrounds it. eyes that are little more than empty sockets stare out from beneath a hood of tattered, rust colored fabric, as if searching for some long lost purpose amidst the ruins. the air is heavy with the scent of rain soaked earth and desperation, and the city itself seems to whisper a haunting refrain of "what if" on the wind, as if the very stones themselves held the secrets of shattered hopes and lost opportunities.