Masterpiece, best quality, highres, 8K, HDR, absurdres, dramatic lighting, twilight setting, subtle red hue, eerie atmosphere. Deep in the heart of a forsaken forest stands a monstrous tree, grotesque yet majestic, isolated by fear itself. The gnarled trunk twists skyward, bark dark as dried blood, with veins like exposed roots pulsing faintly beneath its surface. From its limbs sprout not leaves, but malformed human heads some peaceful, some in agony, others locked in silent screams as if born from the wood, not placed there. Their flesh is bark- woven, eyes half- closed or milky, mouths frozen mid- whisper. The tree breathes with eerie stillness, as if feeding on secrets. No other plant dares grow nearby; even the moss recoils. Twisted shadows stretch long across the clearing, and the encircling woods lean away as if repelled. A dim, blood- red haze creeps through the misty air, subtle but omnipresent, tinting the twilight sky behind the tree like a wound slowly opening. It's not just a tree it's the heart of silence, the reason the forest holds its breath
