Dead trees as emotional baseline
{
"input": {
"prompt": " Moody twilight shot/illustration of a marshy or bleak area packed with dead trunks and snag branches, like skeletal hands. The ground is dark, with puddles or frost sheen. The arrangement should feel repetitive and deliberate (same dead-tree model repeated) to visually echo the narrator’s growing resentment and the “environment artist muttering” vibe."
}
}
Used in "I counted all trees in Skyrim to confirm my theory"