Swept up in Glory - the smokey blurry cloaked ghost, floating in chapel doorway

an icy wind swept down from the heights, cutting the fog into shreds. for an instant, with an evil leer the sun peered through the bare woods of vincennes, sank like a blood-clot in the battery smoke, lower, lower, into the blood soaked plain.

a woman swept up in ocean waves

"portrait of a red poppy queen with a crown of poppies swept back black hair, regal, green eyes, windy,sharp focus, award - winning, trending on artstation, masterpiece, highly detailed, intricate"