I use AI to bring to the surface images I see inside my head.
On this piece we're confronted by what appears to be an angel, even though the human features may deceive our senses. The gender is unbeknownst to us, so are the intentions. I wrote a short story about this portrait:
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Hope is the flame keeping the world warm, and I had lost mine. No salvation, no Deus Ex, no plot twist to revert my demise, I sit there waiting in silence, lost in the dangerous realm of everything that could have been.
That's when I heard:
"You called, now I am here."
I would have died, if I had the strength to, but instead I looked up to the curious figure on the corner of the yard, looking at me, waiting...