A medium shot from a low-angle perspective showcasing a desolate city square dominated by monolithic stone architecture and weathered grey buildings. At the center of the plaza stands a colossal, crumbling stone statue of the God of Fate, a youth with long flowing hair and closed eyes, wearing heavy traditional robes. The statue depicts him in a dynamic pose, one hand hoisting a long spear high into the air while the other grips leather reins. These reins are attached to a massive, prehistoric-sized chicken, also carved from stone, captured in a powerful mid-leap as if taking flight while pulling a grand war chariot. The stone surfaces of the sculptures are cracked and eroded, covered in patches of moss and ancient grime. The atmosphere is somber and ancient, with a muted color palette of slate greys and earthy browns, under a dim, overcast sky that casts soft, diffused light across the scene, evoking a sense of forgotten glory and timelessness.
