Human: Generate for me a description of a depressing scene outside a farmland field with vines and scorched earth. Assistant: 
Stunted and withered stalks of wheat are strangled by thick greenish-brown vines armed with cruel thorns. Running parallel to the weathered stone wall at the edge of the field, a broad swathe of bare, scorched earth cuts across the untended rows. The scent of smoke lingers unpleasantly in the night air.