in the style of Maxfield Parrish, an impossibly ancient tree at the edge of the world, roots erupting from bleached salt flats to become crumbling Mamluk arches and half-buried doorways leading nowhere, trunk carved like stone, the ground a perfect mirror of shallow silver brine indistinguishable from sky, no horizon line, above and below identical, infinite salt flat stretching in all directions, bleached bone whites and cold silver blues, surrealist orientalist painting, ancient --ar 3:4 --v 8