a dead fish laying in a puddle of oil

A desolate desert stretches endlessly, its surface cracked and scorched under the relentless heat of the sun. In the distance, a polluted, dark ocean meets the horizon, its once-blue waters now thick with toxic waste, swirling with black and iridescent oils. Emerging from this sickly sea, a fish, grotesquely mutated and coated in a sheen of black sludge, struggles onto the dry, barren land. Its scales, once vibrant, are now dulled, warped by the toxins. The fish flops clumsily, gasping in the harsh desert air, leaving a trail of thick, viscous oil in its wake. As the fish struggles across the desert’s cracked surface, its body begins to ooze dark crude oil, thick rivulets of black liquid spilling out and soaking into the thirsty ground, creating a growing pool of toxic contamination. The sun beats down with an intense glow, casting long, cinematic shadows across the desert. In the distance, more fish can be seen littering the landscape, similarly infected, their bodies leaking oil as they lie motionless in th