A chaotic and disorienting realm, shrouded in a thick fog that seems to seep from the very ground. The air is heavy with the stench of rotting flesh and putrid fluids, making it difficult to breathe. Towering over everything are massive, twisted trees that appear to be infested with an unnatural growth of pustules, tumors, and festering wounds. Their gnarled branches stretch out like grasping tentacles, intertwining with one another and swaying lazily in the putrid wind., award-winning macro photo, (short depth of field:1.2), the (diminutive:1.4) "lucky zoinkklobberer" is a (bioluminescent glowing:1.4) cryptic and astounding life form  that dwells in the zymgroggled canopies and derpsurilized hobblegrompf of the exotic alien world "obershlorm tertius", where they harvest sorbsarbled spores and (floating particles:1.3) for sustenance, (dappled light:1.2), chiaroscuro, rim lighting, turquoise and sapphire and hot pink, (Oil painting) (by Jean-François Millet), (by Gustave Courbet) , (by Jules Breton),  fantasy, <lora:add-detail-xl:2>,