Pescador surreal de pie a la orilla del agua entre la niebla
Prompt
Dadaist surrealism by the water’s edge a lone fisherman wrapped in mist and machine dreams. The rod bends like a cathedral arch, the ripples speak in binary prayers. Chrome fish shimmer under smoky skies, reflections of forgotten galaxies. Peace becomes art; the rhythm of casting and waiting, a dialogue between man and the infinite.
