Image of an old king standing in a dense, shadowy forest, holding a skull with a

image of an old king standing in a dense, shadowy forest, holding a skull with a look of deep contemplation. The forest, ancient and mystical, is filled with towering, gnarled trees whose branches twist and intertwine above, blocking out most of the light and casting the scene in a dim, eerie twilight. The forest floor is covered with a thick carpet of fallen leaves, moss, and tangled roots. The old king, dressed in tattered royal robes that hint at former grandeur, stands solemnly amidst the trees. His crown, once a symbol of power and authority, is now worn and tarnished, barely clinging to his thinning white hair. His face, lined with age and sorrow, reflects years of wisdom, loss, and contemplation. In his hands, he holds a skull, its hollow eyes staring back at him. The king's expression is one of deep reflection, as if he is communing with the past or pondering the fate that awaits him. The skull, weathered and cracked, is a stark reminder of mortality and the passage of time. The surrounding forest is alive with subtle details: faint whispers of wind through the leaves, the distant calls of nocturnal creatures, and the soft glow of bioluminescent fungi clinging to the bark of the trees. Rays of moonlight occasionally pierce through the canopy, illuminating patches of the scene with a ghostly light. This image captures a moment of profound introspection and mystery, blending themes of power, decay, and the inexorable march of time in a dark medieval fantasy setting.

(worst quality, low quality:1.4), bad hands, bad fingers, deformed hands, deformed fingers, fewer digits