A close-up shot of a weathered scarecrow standing tall in a rustic cornfield, its straw-stuffed body and tattered clothes perfectly capturing the essence of rural decay. A sleek black crow, its feathers glistening in the warm sunlight, lands delicately on the scarecrow's shoulder, pecking gently at the coarse fabric with its sharp beak. The surrounding landscape is a tapestry of golden wheat and verdant green, with the distant farmhouse and barns forming a picturesque backdrop. The scarecrow's worn face wears a stoic expression, as if resigned to its fate, while the crow's piercing gaze seems to convey a sinister intent.

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