Prompt: in the middle of a lush jungle, a family of Mexican tribal scavengers have made a temporary camp among the ruins of an abandoned spaceship. The scene is bathed in the warm light of the setting sun, casting long shadows across the overgrown wreckage. The family's tent is made from scavenged materials, and their campfire crackles merrily in the foreground. The air is thick with the smell of smoke and the sound of insects chirping. The family is dressed in traditional Mexican blankets, and their faces are weathered and worn from a life of hardship. The father, a grizzled old man with a long white beard, is sitting on a rock, smoking a pipe. The mother, a stout woman with a kind face, is tending to the fire. The children, two boys and a girl, are playing nearby, their laughter echoing through the jungle. The spaceship is a massive hulk of metal and glass, its once- gleaming surface now covered in moss and vines. The windows are shattered, and the interior is dark and empty. The family has scavenged the ship for anything of value, and the ground is littered with discarded parts and debris. The scene is a poignant reminder of the transience of human life and the power of nature to reclaim what is lost. The spaceship, once a symbol of human ingenuity and ambition, is now a ruin, overgrown and forgotten. The family of scavengers, living on the fringes of society, are a testament to the resilience of the human spirit.