A once-idyllic garden now blooms with diseased opulence. Trees twist into obscene spirals, bark splitting open with pustules that weep sap and pus. Leaves are leathery and bruised, sagging under the weight of fat black flies. The soil bubbles with rot, sprouting mushrooms the size of skulls, their caps pulsing with wet breath. A swarm of iridescent insects drifts above the moss-choked path, weaving between vine-covered statues whose faces melt under slow fungal decay. The air is heavy with sweet, cloying rot. (activation: rotted garden, fungal flora, plague fauna, photorealistic horror)
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