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    Streamline with every detail is as vivid and surweap, capturing realism in this unique scene that will bring it home on you in its first scene at sunset: As an image emerge against the lush foliage outside your window-like windows and blanketing the leaves to perfection in all the shades and shadings. The bark reaches towards its precious soul. It appears as, though it holds the scent with curiosity, yet still beware, the only thing missing are some feathery patches rustring softfully in front'leattitude. Above all else they dance through shadowly through dune, their velvet fabric gleak like jewelers and dust-coated wood strands of green grass below! It takes off into the distance beneath them and riseup high up with the sound echoboulled. And upon reaching out and down, an other world is alive filled. We'd say to watch the unexpected encounter from a wise old brown squirrel perched inside and his eyes closed, enjoying its tranquilness while he watches over her family from under one hundred mosses,
    In a smoky jazz lounge, a woman in a sleek white suit sits at the grand piano, her fingers gliding effortlessly across the keys as she plays a melody that drips with cool, effortless charm. Her raven-black hair is slicked back, and her deep crimson lipstick matches the single rose tucked into the lapel of her jacket. The crowd watches in awe, entranced by both the music and the undeniable presence she carries. A silver cigarette holder rests between her fingers, a wisp of smoke curling toward the low-hanging lights as she plays without ever missing a note. The band behind her follows her lead, saxophones and bass guitar harmonizing with her every movement. Her high-heeled boot taps the floor in perfect rhythm, the glossy black leather catching the ambient glow of the club’s golden chandeliers. The world outside is loud, chaotic—but here, in this moment, she is untouchable. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , ,in the style of cksc,anime, cyberpunk, DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting <lora:CPA:0.5><lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ:0.3><lora:Luminous_Shadowscape-000016:0.3><lora:ck-shadow-circuit-000021:0.35>
    **Scene Prompt:** The vast expanse of space is dotted with distant stars as two sleek starfighters engage in a high-speed pursuit. A Rebel X-Wing, its engines roaring as it zips through the void, tailing a nimble TIE Fighter weaving erratically ahead. The X-Wing's pilot, gripping the controls with precision, watches the TIE's every move, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. The TIE Fighter, its iconic twin ion engines glowing bright, zips and banks sharply, trying to shake its pursuer. Red blaster fire streaks across space as the X-Wing returns fire, narrowly missing its target. The TIE Fighter dives into a spiral, trying to confuse its attacker, but the X-Wing follows, pushing the limits of its engines. As the battle intensifies, the black void of space becomes a deadly arena, each pilot’s skill tested to the limit. The tension mounts—will the Rebel outmaneuver the Empire, or will the TIE Fighter find an escape route?
    Streamline with every detail is as vivid and surweap, capturing realism in this unique scene that will bring it home on you in its first scene at sunset: As an image emerge against the lush foliage outside your window-like windows and blanketing the leaves to perfection in all the shades and shadings. The bark reaches towards its precious soul. It appears as, though it holds the scent with curiosity, yet still beware, the only thing missing are some feathery patches rustring softfully in front'leattitude. Above all else they dance through shadowly through dune, their velvet fabric gleak like jewelers and dust-coated wood strands of green grass below! It takes off into the distance beneath them and riseup high up with the sound echoboulled. And upon reaching out and down, an other world is alive filled. We'd say to watch the unexpected encounter from a wise old brown squirrel perched inside and his eyes closed, enjoying its tranquilness while he watches over her family from under one hundred mosses,
    cinematic photo <lora:Spooky_Horror:1>A photorealistic close-up shot of a decaying zombie dog, its fur matted and patchy with visible signs of rot and exposed muscle tissue. The dog's breed is indeterminate, but it has a medium build with a once-powerful frame now emaciated and skeletal. Its eyes are milky white and clouded over, conveying a vacant, lifeless stare. The dog's snout is partially decomposed, with teeth bared in a perpetual snarl, some broken and stained with dried blood. Patches of fur are missing, revealing the graying, decaying flesh beneath. The lighting is harsh and direct, mimicking the bright sun of a post-apocalyptic wasteland, creating stark shadows that emphasize the gruesome details of its decaying form. The background is a blurred, dusty landscape, littered with debris and hints of destruction, suggesting a world ravaged by disaster. The shot is framed tightly on the dog's head, highlighting the horror of its undead state, with a shallow depth of field that keeps the focus sharp on the rotting features and blurring the desolate background. The rendering style is hyper-realistic, capturing every grotesque detail with unflinching accuracy. The overall mood is one of grim horror and decay, with a sense of lingering menace emanating from the creature. . 35mm photograph, film, bokeh, professional, 4k, highly detailed
    A dark, decayed factory steeped in dampness and neglect. Rows of broken, lifeless androids hang from chains and diagnostic cables, their battered forms suspended like relics of a forgotten era. Each android faces forward, their heads slumped and limbs dangling limply, as if gravity alone holds them in place. The androids are diverse—some humanoid with slender frames and fragmented synthetic skin, others industrial with exposed hydraulics, rusted plating, and shattered components. Many are missing limbs, their wires and cables hanging loosely, sparking faintly in the oppressive gloom. Among the rows, two androids stand out—their hands intertwined in a final act of connection before their power cells died. One is humanoid, its delicate features cracked and weathered, its synthetic skin peeling to reveal intricate, rusting frameworks. The other is industrial, bulkier, with heavier plating and exposed joints, its arm barely holding on by a tangle of wires. Their clasped hands emit a faint glow, flickering like dying embers, the last remnant of their shared existence. The factory is drenched in atmosphere. Thick haze and mist cling to every surface, illuminated by the weak, flickering glow of malfunctioning CRT screens and sparking cables. Dim red light spills from a cracked overhead lamp, casting diffuse shadows across the room. A faint, rhythmic drip echoes through the cavernous space, the sound amplified by the oppressive silence.

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