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(masterpiece, best quality, ultra detailled, detailed face, pretty girl, large breasts, slim waist, large hips)
An eerie scene of a terrified individual facing a grotesque, otherworldly creature that defies all logic and reason. The being, seemingly emerged from the depths of the cosmic abyss, looms over its hapless prey, ready to consume them whole. Its massive, maw-like mouth, adorned with rows of jagged, razor-sharp teeth, stretches from its scaly, elongated head to its bulbous, tentacled torso, engulfing almost half of its monstrous form. The creature's emaciated, gangly limbs dangle menacingly close to the ground, while its segmented, scaled body glistens in the dim, unnatural light. The poor soul standing before this nightmarish abomination is reduced to a state of utter horror and despair, their eyes wide with terror, their muscles tense and quivering, as they brace themselves for the inevitable end. The background fades into a surreal, Lovecraftian landscape of twisted trees, eldritch lights, and an ever-shifting, cosmic void, hinting at the endless horrors that lie beyond the confines of this ghastly tableau.

A chicken dressed in a fancy ball gown and high heels, attempting to waltz with a confused rooster in a tuxedo, both looking utterly out of place.

Abstract painting by Zdzislaw Beksinski. A chilling portrait of a blind necromancer, his face marked by scars that tell the tale of countless dark rituals. His eyes are clouded and glassy, devoid of life, staring into the void with an expression of utter emptiness. His long, smooth white hair cascades down, intricately decorated with bones and black feathers, adding to his ominous presence. A crown made of jagged bone fragments rests atop his head, a symbol of his mastery over death. His gaunt face is emotionless, with deep lines etched into his skin, reflecting a lifetime of communion with the dead. The background is a swirling haze of dark, muted colors, enhancing the necromancerâs aura of dread and power, as if he is a vessel of ancient, forbidden knowledge. deep depth of field, photography, Natural geographic photo, Hyper-realistic, 16k resolution, (masterpiece, award winning artwork), many details, extreme detailed, full of details, Wide range of colors, high Dynamic, <lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1.safetensors:1.0>, <lora:Elden_Ring_-_Yoshitaka_Amano.safetensors:1.0>, <lora:svgvrs_flx_EliPot.safetensors:0.5>, <lora:ARTifacts.safetensors:0.5>,

hyperrealistic art A mesmerizing portrait capturing the essence of timeless beauty ---- She was so lovely that not only was there no trace of coquetry in her, but, on the contrary, she seemed ashamed of her undeniable and too-striking beauty. She appeared to wish to diminish its effect, but was utterly unable to do so. There was in her attire, in her attitude, in the smoothness of her movements, in the softness and suppleness, in the abundance of her black hair, in the brilliance of her eyes, in her smile, and in her slender, finely shaped hands, something that seemed to pass beyond the ordinary limits of beauty,
imperial Russia in the year 1877
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Her gown, a masterpiece of flowing white silk and shimmering gold embroidery, cascades around her, pooling at the foot of her throne. Her skin, flawless and radiant, seems almost unreal, as if carved from marble. Her face is the pinnacle of perfection: symmetrical, serene, and utterly divine. A cinematic analog photo of unparalleled detail, featuring the haunting visage of a Bone Knight. The extreme close-up focuses on the skeletal face, encased in a helmet crafted from bone and adorned with faintly glowing runes. The hollow sockets of their eyes burn with an intense, unearthly blue light. Their armor is intricately detailed, with dark metal inlaid with veins of glowing crimson. Mist swirls around their form, lit by pale moonlight piercing through dense, ancient trees. The forest is alive with ghostly whispers, and the faint hum of distant, spectral energy creates an eerie, cinematic atmosphere.

Extreme Closeup Portrait, Monochrome with color, radiant whites and golds, faint touches of azure. A towering hall of marble and gold, its walls etched with divine symbols that seem to glow with their own light. Massive pillars rise to a vaulted ceiling, where a fresco of celestial beings gazes down. Seated on a throne of pure gold is a goddess-queen, her presence overwhelming and awe-inspiring. Her gown, a masterpiece of flowing white silk and shimmering gold embroidery, cascades around her, pooling at the foot of her throne. Her skin, flawless and radiant, seems almost unreal, as if carved from marble. Her face is the pinnacle of perfection: symmetrical, serene, and utterly divine. Her golden eyes, glowing faintly, seem to look through and beyond the viewer, as if she sees all that was, is, and will be. Her lips, painted a subtle rose gold, are curved into an enigmatic smile that holds the weight of eternity. In one hand, she holds a scepter crowned with a radiant gem that emits a pure, calming light. The other rests delicately on the armrest of her throne, her fingers adorned with intricate rings that seem alive with power. She is unapproachable, untouchable—a vision of perfection that commands reverence and desire in equal measure.

Scene on a sailing ship in 1831. He is of a well-knit and compact frame of body, neither robust nor remarkable otherwise, but it is the singularity of the expression which weighs upon the face - it is the intense, the wonderful, the thrilling evidence of old age so utter, so extreme, which excites within my spirit a sense - a sentiment ineffable. His forehead, although little wrinkled, seems to bear upon it the stamp of a myriad of years. His grey hairs are records of the past, and his greyer eyes are sybils of the future. The cabin floor was thickly strewn with strange, iron -clasped folios and mouldering instruments of science, and obsolete long-forgotten charts. His head was bowed upon his hands , and he pored with a fiery unquiet eye, over a paper which i took to be a commission. The year is 1831

Perched on a jagged cliff overlooking a cascading waterfall, a satyr with earthy brown fur and moss-covered horns plays a rustic wooden panflute with joyful abandon. The waterfall roars below, sending up a fine mist that catches the golden sunlight and creates a vibrant rainbow that arcs across the gorge. Around him, the cliff is adorned with blooming wildflowers in shades of blue, yellow, and purple, their petals swaying gently in the breeze. His hooves tap rhythmically on the moss-covered stone as he plays, the melody mingling with the natural symphony of rushing water and chirping birds. His wild, curly hair is adorned with small, woven flowers, and his amber eyes sparkle with mischief and delight. Overhead, a flock of iridescent birds flits by, their cries echoing in harmony with his tune. The satyrâs tail flicks lazily as he leans back against a smooth rock, utterly at ease in this wild and untamed paradise. The sunlight filters through the trees lining the gorge, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on his fur. The music seems to call the entire landscape to life, the rhythm echoing through the mountains and blending seamlessly with nature. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, High resolution, high detail. Highly detailed., <lora:Ev_Ganin:0.4><lora:Vintage comic book:0.4><lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.15><lora:Greg_Capullo_style:0.4><lora:jeanClaude_Mzires_Style_FLUX-000001:0.4><lora:Flux_Ink_Anime:0.4> <lora:PANFLUTE_FLUX>

A magical winter night unfolds beneath the breathtaking dance of the aurora borealis. A woman with very long, wavy dark-brown hair stands in a snow-blanketed clearing, her soft, feminine features illuminated by the swirling lights above. Her grey eyes shimmer, reflecting the vibrant ribbons of green, pink, and purple as they ripple across the sky, while a faint, bright smile adds warmth to her awe-struck expression. The frost-kissed air catches in the gentle rise and fall of her breath, forming wispy clouds. She is wrapped in a luxurious, fur-lined cloak, its deep charcoal tones edged with ivory fur, perfectly complementing her figure. Beneath the cloak, a flowing dress in a rich midnight blue cascades gracefully to her boots, its fabric sparkling as though catching fragments of starlight.
Her gloved fingers brush through the chilled air, outstretched toward the celestial display as if trying to touch its otherworldly glow. Around her, tall evergreen trees rise like silent sentinels, their branches heavy with frost and snow, framing the cosmic show overhead. The ground glistens with icy crystals under the soft hues of the auroras, which cast ethereal, shifting shadows. A stillness fills the scene, broken only by the faint crunch of her boots in the snow as she steps forward, tilting her head to admire the endless expanse of colors. The world around her feels untouched, timeless, and utterly serene—an enchanting union of nature and light

The painting by Mucha depicts gritty Gotham City streets as the classic version of Joker and Harley Quinn stroll down the center lane, their two pet hyenas happily trotting along on leashes. Joker and Harley Quinn are smiling and they have their eyes closed with their heads tilted back in a casual and smug manner, with their arms intertwined. The wild hyenas happily trot along. The batsignal is lit high in the sky. Cop cars follow behind with their lights flashing, while panicked pedestrians flee in terror. The Joker and Harley Quinn exude an air of nonchalant mischief, utterly unfazed by the mayhem around them. The painting is well lit so we can see the detailed expressions on their faces, with an interesting POV, creating a unique and memorable image.

BMStyle, Anime: A nurse, still in her scrubs, sitting on a bench outside a hospital, looking utterly drained. She’s leaning forward, elbows on her knees, and her head is bowed in exhaustion. The evening sky is tinged with the colors of sunset, casting a soft glow over her. Her scrubs are slightly wrinkled, and her hair is loosely tied back, with a few strands escaping. The scene captures the quiet moment of respite after a long, grueling shift. 4K, soft lighting, high detail.

jimlee style image, comicbook illustration, a twisted, eldritch horror. The creature should have long, spindly limbs and bulging, pulsing flesh. Its face should be a mass of writhing, worm-like tendrils, with glowing red eyes that burn with an otherworldly intensity. The creature should be surrounded by a cloud of noxious, pulsing mist that seems to sear the air around it. The overall tone should be dark, haunting, and utterly terrifying.

This passion lifted him upon his feet, And made his hands to struggle in the air, His Druid locks to shake and ooze with sweat, His eyes to fever out, his voice to cease. He stood, and heard not Thea's sobbing deep; A little time, and then again he snatch'd Utterance thus. - "But cannot I create? Cannot I form? Cannot I fashion forth Another world, another universe, To overbear and crumble this to nought? Where is another chaos? Where?", by M.C.Escher and H.R.Giger

a voluptuous, green-skinned nun in a ripped, filth-streaked habit, her eyes glowing pink as she preaches to a congregation of oozing, slug-like cultists, neon-green slime dripping from her lips as she utters forbidden words, massive corrupted stained glass behind her depicting twisted saints with too many eyes, dungeon punk aesthetic, high-contrast sickly neon colors, bold black outlines, chaotic and gritty texture, occult energy crackling in the air, her exposed tattoos pulsating with forbidden knowledge

The Mouse Legionary is a tiny, brave rodent clad in its own miniature Roman legionary armor, complete with a bronze chestplate and a small, red-plumed helmet that looks far too big for its little head. The mouse holds a tiny spear, which it drags a little as it walks, and a small, round shield that’s almost the size of its entire body. Its beady eyes gleam with determination, and its whiskers twitch as it stands ready for 'battle.' The Mouse Legionary scurries through the tall grass, its armor making soft clinking sounds as it ‘charges’ at its imaginary enemies, looking both fierce and utterly adorable as it raises its tiny spear in triumph.

Imagine a giant turtle with skyscrapers growing out of its shell, slowly gliding through an ocean of pink lemonade. On its back, tiny dinosaurs in business suits are having a tea party on top of the tallest buildings. The sky above is filled with flying pizzas, each slice sprouting butterfly wings, and in the distance, a volcano erupts with rainbow-colored confetti instead of lava. Nearby, a group of surfing elephants wearing Hawaiian shirts ride waves of popcorn, while a gigantic, floating, upside-down ice cream cone rains sprinkles over the entire scene. Everything is vibrant, utterly nonsensical, and bursting with wild, fantastical energy.

$Inside a quiet, warmly lit library, an imperial officer sits behind the checkout desk, meticulously stamping books with military precision. His cap is perfectly straight, and his uniform is impeccably pressed despite the cozy and informal setting. A towering stack of overdue books sits to his side, each meticulously labeled with infractions in perfectly neat handwriting. A pair of reading glasses rests on his nose as he flips through an ancient, leather-bound tome, his expression utterly serious. In the background, a sign reads, "SILENCE WILL BE ENFORCED."<lora:IMPOFF_FLUX>$

Create a detailed image of Kamala Harris standing on a stage, passionately speaking into a microphone in a completely deserted and empty stadium. The vast expanse of the stadium is filled with rows upon rows of empty seats, stretching out into the distance, with no one in attendance. The stage is set with typical rally elements like banners and a podium, but the stark contrast between her animated speaking posture and the utterly vacant stadium should be the focus. The overall scene should emphasize the emptiness and isolation, creating a powerful and ironic visual impact.

In a serene mountain meadow, framed by towering peaks dusted with snow, a spellcaster with soft, sun-kissed skin and braided auburn hair rests against a massive, ancient oak tree. Her robes of deep green and silver are patterned with leaves and vines, blending perfectly with the lush grass and vibrant wildflowers surrounding her. In her lap rests a glowing spellbook, its pages filled with softly glowing runes that pulse faintly in the golden light of the setting sun. Nearby, a small fox-like familiar with silver fur curls up next to her, its tail flicking lazily as it naps. The soft murmur of a mountain stream trickles through the meadow, and the gentle rustle of leaves accompanies the occasional call of distant birds. The warm breeze carries the scent of pine and fresh earth, creating an atmosphere of profound tranquility. A faint aura of green energy surrounds her, radiating life and harmony with the natural world. Above her, a sky painted with hues of orange, pink, and lavender stretches endlessly, casting the entire scene in a soft, magical glow. The spellcaster sighs softly, utterly at peace in this secluded haven. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, High resolution, high detail. Highly detailed. <lora:Dark_and_Colorful_FLUX_OT:0.5><lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.3><lora:Anime v1.3:0.3><lora:Videogame_Cartoon_Flux:0.2>

Picture a spectral apparition emerging from the limbo between realms, her form a composite of mortal and demonic essences. Long tresses of argent hair whip about her face, caught in the grip of an unseen tempest. Horns, cruel and sharp, protrude from her brow, testifying to her infernal lineage. Enshrouded in a gown of midnight black, she turns her gaze towards the horizon, her expression inscrutable. Wings, vast and leathery, unfurl from her back, their membranes rippling in the gusting winds. With each flap, a shower of glittering motes is released, the residue of her corporeal shell shedding like dandelion seeds on the breeze. As the particles drift backwards, they grow increasingly tenuous, their edges fraying and dissolving into the nothingness. The boundary between the figure and the empty space behind her becomes indistinct, a gradient of decreasing density leading to utter oblivion. Only the merest suggestion of outline remains, a whisper of a memory fading into the ether. Oil Painting, surreal, digital artwork, Impressionism, impressionist painting, loose brushwork, light and shadow play, captures feeling over form, figure-studies, oil-painting, romanticism, painting, elegance, opulence, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic, aesthetic, intricate details, highly detailed,
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A dystopian scene unfolds in a desolate, gray-faded world, utterly broken and destroyed. The air is thick with the weight of abandonment, a testament to the collapse of a once higher intelligence. At the center of this wasteland stands a colossal, ancient stone shrine, its form an enigma that defies all understanding of geometry and physics. The shrine spirals upward in a mind-bending, impossible twist, as if it were born from the shattered dreams of a dimension where logic ceased to exist long ago.
The towering structure warps and contorts in ways that should have collapsed under its own weight, with sections floating or hanging unsupported, curving into themselves like a broken optical illusion. Glowing lines pulse erratically through its surface, weaving in nonsensical, chaotic patterns, their flickering a reminder that the very fabric of reality struggles to hold this place together.
The surfaces shimmer and phase in and out of existence, shifting between solid stone and translucent energy, as if it’s flickering between dimensions. Portions bend back on themselves, creating disorienting spirals and looping, impossible pathways reminiscent of an Escher nightmare. Despite its seemingly advanced technology, the shrine feels disturbingly organic, alive in its decay, constantly shifting and mutating. It stretches endlessly upward, a crumbling spire from another universe piercing the dead, ashen sky, a monument to a world long lost to time and destruction.

aidmaimageupgrader, AmanoER, b41g3. In a stunning, hyper-detailed digital artwork, a male psychic warrior is depicted in a full-body shot gazing at a medieval town in a valley below while standing on the edge of a precipice. The man is seen in a partial front view. The setting's lush vegetation and architectural structures create an otherworldly atmosphere that sets this place apart from ordinary reality.
The warrior's muscular physique exudes agility and power. His numerous cabalistic tattoos hint at his exceptional abilities as a psychic warrior. His piercing gaze reveals an intense focus and determination, starkly contrasting the tranquil atmosphere of the surroundings. His dynamic, cinematic pose underlines his determined character.
The artwork highlights the warrior's muscular form and intricate details, such as stubble growth, messy, tied long hair, veins, pores, scars on his body, and long legs, creating unprecedented realism. His wizard's clothes do little to hide his athletic body, revealing his musculature and the unmistakably prominent bulge of his penis. This image captures the essence of a powerfully sexual yet spiritual figure.
His hands are raised before him as he utters a magical incantation. A faint, translucent blue smoky aura in the palms of his hands visually showcases this magic.

Midday in a Greek Island Village
"The whitewashed terraces of a Greek island village gleam under the relentless midday sun. A woven sun hat, long abandoned, rests on a stone ledge, its brim fluttering in the warm breeze. The deep blue Aegean Sea stretches endlessly below, shimmering beneath the bright sky. Pink bougainvillea cascades down sun-bleached walls, their petals drifting lazily across empty streets. A wooden door stands ajar, revealing only shadows within. The scent of salt and jasmine fills the air, but the village remains utterly still, as if waiting."

Picture a superhero in a bright, colorful costume, but instead of soaring through the skies, they're sitting on a park bench, looking utterly defeated. Their energy meter is empty, and their cape droops lifelessly. A speech bubble above them says, "Even heroes need a recharge... Got any Buzz to spare?" In the background, a billboard reads, "No Buzz, No Heroics," adding a comedic touch to their predicament.

score_9,rating_safe,wrcrftcnmtc,letterboxed game trailer frame,cinematic,a green suprised orc man with big eyes and big tusks wearing paladin armor and holding a big sword as he stares in utter awe at the viewer, "AWOOGA" in a World of Warcraft typeface with green Orcish letters

A dark-skinned woman with black hair, wearing a white armor that blends samurai and medieval design elements, screaming of terror, stands in utter despair as a powerful mental spell causes her thoughts to explode out of her mind, words come out. Her eyes are wide with panic, her expression filled with terror as her hands grip the sides of her head. Streams of chaotic, swirling energy burst from her mind, creating a vivid visual of her thoughts escaping in fragmented flashes. The crescent black moon icon on her chest, as she struggles to resist the mental assault. The scene is filled with an intense, surreal energy, amplifying the sense of her psychological collapse,

A dramatic cyberpunk portrait of a person wearing futuristic VR goggles reminiscent of Tron Legacy's aesthetic. The goggles, with a vibrant, glitching neon sign effect, prominently display 'H0' across the lenses. Intricate, glowing circuitry patterns, inspired by Josan Gonzalez's work, dance across the face, emphasizing a look of intense focus bordering on digital possession. The subject's expression is captured mid-sentence, lips slightly parted as if about to utter a command to the digital world. The background is a deep, dark void punctuated by streaks of dynamic, multi-colored glitch art, similar to the style of Beeple (Mike Winkelmann). The overall feel is high-tech, edgy, and pulsates with digital energy. Think bold color contrasts, sharp lines, and a touch of digital decay for a truly captivating and futuristic artwork.

$The utterly enchanting, resplendent, and breathtakingly picturesque scene unfolding before us is one that defies succinct description. Before us lies a fractal landscape of unparalleled intricacy and depth, with towering peaks and valleys stretching out to infinity in every direction, each nook and cranny a testament to the boundless majesty of Nature's handiwork. And yet, even as our gaze is drawn inexorably towards this kaleidoscopic wonderland, it finds itself simultaneously captivated by the vibrant, iridescent beauty of a rainbow stretching across the sky above - its colors dancing and swirling in perfect harmony with the gentle, feathery plumes of cherry blossoms that carpet the landscape below. But wait, for what catches our eye next is none other than the iconic, snow-crowned peak of Mount Fuji itself, rising serenely from the midst of this vibrant tapestry like a majestic, granite monolith - its presence imbuing the entire scene with an aura of serene, almost mystical tranquility. And at the very heart of it all, a creature of pure fantasy and wonder: a unicorn, its coat shimmering with an ethereal light, its eyes shining bright with a knowing, otherworldly intelligence that seems to hold the very essence of magic within its gaze.$

by Jason Pearson and Virgil Finlay and Mike Deodato, establishing shot of a the abstract subject is dominated by geometric shapes and swirling mass. A spiraling vortex of light rise out from its surface, but no gravity catches its eye. At an otherworldly end, it takes up space. The skyline of Paris rises as we imagine in this fantastical scene where geometry and surrealism collide with reality, leaving the viewer utterly drawn by their unique styles in unison. Summer, Ultra Detailed, Sci-Fi, mosaic, Light caustics, Selective focus, Single Color

A sheep trying to fit into a pair of human sunglasses, looking utterly baffled as they keep sliding down its nose, while a few of its woolly friends snicker in the background.

A scout trooper sits completely still inside a large, slightly crumpled cardboard box in the middle of a dimly lit alley. The flaps of the box are slightly lifted, just enough to reveal the visor of his helmet peeking out cautiously. The setting is littered with garbage bags and graffiti-covered walls, but he remains utterly motionless, as if convinced the disguise is flawless. His white armor contrasts absurdly against the rough, dirty environment.<lora:SCOUTTROOPER_FLUX>

A cat lounging in a fancy, plush throne made of pillows, wearing a crown and looking utterly regal, while the dog stands in front with a notepad, dressed as a butler, furiously taking "orders" from the unimpressed feline royalty.

A scout trooper stands at the altar of an elegant outdoor wedding, draped in a flowing white bridal gown with an extravagant lace veil trailing behind him. A bouquet of vibrant flowers is clutched tightly in his gloved hands, and his visor reflects the stunned expressions of the guests in attendance. The sheer contrast of the armored trooper and the delicate dress makes the scene utterly surreal. <lora:SCOUTTROOPER_FLUX>

A celestial being with skin as pale as moonlight adorned with intricate patterns of white and gold that resemble crystallized starlight stands amidst a torrent of translucent geometric shapes and holographic serpents Her white hair interwoven with strands of shimmering gold flows around her like a celestial aurora The shapes rendered in ethereal whites and pale golds with accents of iridescent blues swirl and intersect around her creating a sense of cosmic harmony and divine order The serpents their holographic scales shimmering with a spectrum of white gold and iridescent blues writhe and coil through the translucent space their ethereal forms symbolizing the seductive power of cosmic knowledge and the allure of transcending the limitations of the physical realm
Her ethereal beauty glows with a radiant luminescence against the backdrop of translucent shapes and serpentine forms her eyes blazing with a compassionate golden light reflecting the torrents harmonious dance and the seductive whispers of cosmic knowledge it carries Her expression is one of serene wisdom and unwavering compassion her lips slightly parted as if about to utter a cosmic blessing that will guide humanity towards enlightenment and in a new era of peace and understanding
The lighting is soft and ethereal casting a warm glow that illuminates the translucent shapes and emphasizes the celestial beings compassionate expression creating a sense of awe and reverence.

In a dimly lit, ethereal Victorian-era parlor, the captivating CR381NGR woman stands against a backdrop of fading floral wallpaper, her raven hair cascading in loose waves around her shoulders. Her expressive brown eyes, framed by thick lashes and a touch of kohl, are fixed intently on an unseen observer, her parted red lips slightly pursed as if about to utter a secret. A necklace of opulent pearls and intricate silver filigree adorns her graceful neck, catching the soft glow from a nearby candle, casting dancing shadows across her delicate features. The camera angle is low and slightly off-center, creating an intimate, almost voyeuristic feeling as it captures her enigmatic visage in sharp focus against the dreamy, atmospheric background. A sense of quiet intensity permeates the image, hinting at a depth of character and mystery that invites further exploration.

A sleek, shimmering Basilisk queen, exuding an aura of elegance and danger: her silvery scales catch the light in a mesmerizing dance, her crystal eyes glinting with a hypnotic allure. This digital painting showcases her poised figure in stunning detail, with every intricate scale and graceful curve meticulously rendered. The image is a masterpiece of modern fantasy art, showcasing the creature's mythical beauty in a way that is breathtakingly lifelike and utterly captivating. monster, nightmare, fear.

A devastated and tragic small Midwestern main street at dusk in the dead of winter, with a post-apocalyptic atmosphere. Buildings are in advanced stages of decay, with collapsed roofs, shattered windows, and warped facades. The street is uneven, littered with debris, broken signs, and patches of dirty, ash-covered snow. An alien space ship is strafing the street, firing lasers at the camera. A dense, suffocating fog blankets the scene, and a few bare, twisted trees claw at the gray sky. A single small tattered Christmas tree with tiny dull lights peeks faintly in the shattered window of an abandoned shop, surrounded by shattered glass and crumbling walls. The scene feels chaotic, cold, and utterly forsaken, exuding a haunting sense of despair and ruin.

MysticComic, This captivating close-up portrait reveals the weathered visage of an elderly man, his piercing green eyes fixed intently on the viewer. The subject's face is a topographic map of deep lines and creases, etched into his skin like the pages of a well-worn book. A thick, silver-gray beard cascades down his chest, its wispy tendrils framing his stern expression. A hooded cloak, intricately patterned with black and white florid motifs, envelops his head, its golden trim glinting in the soft, diffused light. The subject's eyes seem to bore into the soul, their intensity heightened by the faint creases etched into his brow. A hint of a scowl plays on his lips, as if he's about to utter a stern rebuke. The overall effect is one of quiet authority, the subject's rugged, weathered features commanding respect. The image is shot from a low angle, the camera positioned to accentuate the subject's imposing presence. The lighting is soft and diffused, with a subtle golden glow that adds a sense of depth and warmth to the scene. The style is reminiscent of Renaissance portraiture, with a focus on capturing the subject's inner character.<lora:CustomFlux/MysticComic-v3.safetensors:0.75:0.75>

$The scene unfolds as a quiet, almost melancholic tableau of solitude and vastness. A lone figure, clad in a vibrant red jacket that stands out against the muted tones of the landscape, walks along a desolate beach, their silhouette small and distant yet unmistakably human. The beach stretches endlessly before them, its surface dark and smooth, like a mirror reflecting the somber mood of the sky above. To the left, a towering cliff rises sharply from the shore, its jagged edges etched into the horizon with an air of ancient mystery. Its imposing presence looms over the scene, casting deep shadows that seem to swallow the light. The cliffâs rugged texture is barely discernible, shrouded in the soft haze that blankets the entire landscape, creating an atmosphere of quiet isolation. In the distance, two colossal rock formations stand sentinel on the horizon, their forms softened by the mist that clings to the air. They rise from the sea like ghostly sentinels, their silhouettes blurred but distinct, adding a sense of depth and scale to the image. The ocean itself is calm, its surface a flat expanse of gray that merges seamlessly with the sky, where clouds drift lazily, diffusing the light into a pale, ethereal glow. The path the figure has taken is marked by a trail of footprints, a thin line of disturbance in the otherwise untouched sand. These tracks lead directly toward the horizon, disappearing into the distance as though inviting the viewer to follow the journey. The contrast between the bright red of the jacket and the cool blues and grays of the surroundings is striking, drawing the eye to the solitary figure and emphasizing their vulnerability amidst the grandeur of nature. The overall ambiance is one of introspection and contemplation. The stillness of the scene suggests a moment frozen in time, where the world seems to hold its breath. There is a profound sense of solitude here, not just for the person walking alone but also for the landscape itself, which appears untouched by the hand of humanity. The vastness of the beach, the height of the cliffs, and the distant rock formations all contribute to a feeling of insignificance, yet at the same time, they highlight the resilience and courage of the individual who dares to traverse such a place. As the figure continues their walk, their purpose remains unclear, leaving the viewer to wonder about their destination or the reason for their journey. The scene evokes a sense of longing and reflection, as if the very act of walking through this desolate beauty is an exploration of inner thoughts and emotions. It is a moment captured in time, where the natural world speaks volumes without uttering a single word, and the human spirit finds solaceâor perhaps challengeâin its embrace. j_art, anime, anime art, <lora:FLUX\jul\J_Anime:0.7>, <lora:FLUX\RealAnime:0.7>$

VII.
Said he—"Wake me by no gesture,—sound of breath, or stir of vesture!
Let the blessèd apparition melt not yet to its divine!
No approaching—hush, no breathing! or my heart must swoon to death in
The too utter life thou bringest, O thou dream of Geraldine!"
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A small black hole has appeared in the middle of messy construction site, the singularity is warping reality around it, warping and pulling everything into the black hole, a sign that reads, "FAIL" is being pulled into a singular point with more mass than a blue hypergiant star, its a zone of utter chaos and catastrophe as everything is sucked into oblivion

A dark-skinned woman with black hair, wearing a white armor that blends Western and Eastern design elements, stands in utter despair as a powerful mental spell causes her thoughts to explode out of her mind. Her eyes are wide with panic, her expression filled with terror as her hands grip the sides of her head. Streams of chaotic, swirling energy burst from her mind, creating a vivid visual of her thoughts escaping in fragmented flashes. The crescent moon emblem on her chest glows faintly amidst the turmoil, as she struggles to resist the mental assault. The scene is filled with an intense, surreal energy, amplifying the sense of her psychological collapse

Bioluminescent,evangsurreal,surrealism,glitter, A photorealistic portrait of a young woman with an ethereal beauty, juxtaposed with a surfeit of bluebirds perched upon her head and shoulders. The image should exude a tenebrous and enigmatic ambiance, employing a muted and desaturated color palette dominated by teal and cerulean hues. The woman's gaze should be enigmatic, lips slightly parted as if about to utter a susurrus. Her attire, a high-collared teal dress with intricate embroidery, should harmonize with the avian tableau. The lighting, reminiscent of chiaroscuro, should sculpt the subject's features, emphasizing the interplay of light and shadow. The background should remain a simple, out-of-focus teal, allowing the woman and the birds to take center stage. Emphasize the uncanny juxtaposition of the girl's stillness with the dynamism of the birds, their wings askew in mid-flight. The overall composition should evoke a sense of disquietude and otherworldly beauty.

A lone traveler, clad in ornate desert robes embroidered with celestial patterns, treks across an endless, shifting desert where time itself bends. The dunes are made of golden sand mixed with shimmering stardust, reflecting the twin suns that hang impossibly in the sky. In the distance, massive hourglass-shaped structures float midair, each leaking luminous grains of time that dissolve into the wind. The sky is a breathtaking cosmic tapestry, where nebulas swirl in vibrant hues of purple, pink, and deep indigo, as constellations shift and reform before the traveler’s eyes. A fusion of ancient mysticism and cosmic wonder, the scene is surreal, boundless, and utterly mesmerizing. Cinematic fantasy landscape, ultra-detailed cosmic lighting, celestial energy, dreamlike perspective, high contrast, intricate desert textures, infinite horizon, sci-fi fantasy fusion.

zavy-ghst, translucent figure, ethereal ghost,

An extreme close-up portrait of a ghostly young bride, her pale, ethereal face bathed in an eerie, soft light. She tilts her head upward, her glowing blue eyes filled with sorrow, as thick, black tears stream down her cheeks, leaving dark, inky trails against her ashen, almost translucent skin. Her expression is one of utter despair, her slightly parted lips trembling as if caught in a silent wail of grief.

Her delicate wedding veil, tattered and frayed with age, drapes over her hair and shoulders, blending into the misty, blurred background. Wisps of her disheveled, silvery-white hair escape from beneath the fabric, moving slightly as if stirred by an invisible wind. The lighting is moody and cinematic, with a faint glow illuminating her features, creating a stark contrast between her haunting beauty and the dark tears of sorrow.

The background is intentionally obscured, fading into a ghostly haze of cold blues, grays, and deep shadows, reinforcing the supernatural and tragic atmosphere. The overall composition is intimate and unsettling, drawing the viewer into the raw, heartbreaking pain of this ethereal, weeping phantom bride.

Monochrome with color, radiant whites and golds, faint touches of azure. A towering hall of marble and gold, its walls etched with divine symbols that seem to glow with their own light. Massive pillars rise to a vaulted ceiling, where a fresco of celestial beings gazes down. Seated on a throne of pure gold is a goddess-queen, her presence overwhelming and awe-inspiring. Her gown, a masterpiece of flowing white silk and shimmering gold embroidery, cascades around her, pooling at the foot of her throne. Her skin, flawless and radiant, seems almost unreal, as if carved from marble. Her face is the pinnacle of perfection: symmetrical, serene, and utterly divine.
A cinematic analog photo of unparalleled detail, featuring the haunting visage of a Bone Knight. The extreme close-up focuses on the skeletal face, encased in a helmet crafted from bone and adorned with faintly glowing runes. The hollow sockets of their eyes burn with an intense, unearthly blue light. Their armor is intricately detailed, with dark metal inlaid with veins of glowing crimson. Mist swirls around their form, lit by pale moonlight piercing through dense, ancient trees. The forest is alive with ghostly whispers, and the faint hum of distant, spectral energy creates an eerie, cinematic atmosphere.

Hyper-realistic surrealist portrait of a biomechanical insectoid creature, seamlessly blending organic and technological elements. Elongated, alien body structure with a segmented exoskeleton featuring intricate, clockwork-like gears and pistons visible beneath translucent panels. Oversized, compound eyes dominate the head, each facet a miniature camera lens with apertures that adjust independently. Antennae resembling fiber optic cables, pulsing with bioluminescent energy.
Body a symphony of contrasting textures - sleek metallic plates transition into areas of fibrous, hair-like sensors and rough, organic chitin. Color palette shifts dramatically across the form, from deep oceanic blues to fiery oranges and alien greens, all with an intense, internal glow as if powered by otherworldly energy.
Multiple pairs of legs, some insect-like and jointed, others fluid and tentacle-like, ending in delicate, multi-tooled appendages. Wings are a mix of gossamer-thin, iridescent membranes and rigid, drone-like rotors. Mandibles are a complex array of surgical-precision tools and savage, primordial fangs.
Hyper-detailed 8K resolution captures every minute detail, from the fine brushstrokes of bioluminescent pigments to the oily sheen on metal surfaces and the intricate workings of exposed gears. Dramatic lighting emphasizes the interplay between organic shadows and the creature's inner glow. Shallow depth of field focuses on the being's alien visage, leaving the background a soft blur of earthy tones and hints of an alien landscape.
The creature is posed in an unsettling, dynamic stance - part predatory insect, part cutting-edge robot - capturing a moment of potential energy about to be unleashed. The overall effect is a mesmerizing blend of the familiar and the utterly alien, the organic and the artificial, the beautiful and the terrifying.

On that melancholy day, when the world bid you farewell, I stood there, my heart aching with unspoken words. The clouds, like silent witnesses, clung to the sky, their edges frayed by sorrow. Raindrops fell, each tear echoing our parting.
Did you ever wonder what words to utter in that fleeting moment? Love and change intertwined, like the seasons shifting. Summer’s warmth faded from the streets, leaving behind the golden remnants of autumn—a bittersweet feeling etched into my soul.
Leaves rustled secrets to one another, their whispers carried by the wind. Sadness clung to me, a persistent companion. The night air thickened with smoke, memories lingering like ghosts. And in that quiet darkness, I drifted back to distant lands, seeking solace beyond the horizon.
Tonight, as rain falls, the silver moon wanes. The street’s heart stretches, elongating into eternity. The wind dances upon my shoulders, a touch both familiar and elusive. Does the rain, too, yearn for someone lost in its mist?
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ink painting, ink art, splash, traditional media, classic painting, colorful, scenery, very aesthetic,
epic, majestic, fantasy art, dreamy, perspective, moody, magical,
intricate details, highly detailed, ultra-detailed, absurdres, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic, masterpiece, sharp focus, natural lighting, high contrast, vivid, vibrant,
ink splats

An anime-stylized Grim Reaper stands alone under a glowing full moon, awkwardly dressed in a full Sailor Moon outfit—complete with a short blue skirt, white gloves, a red bow, and a golden tiara perched slightly askew on his exposed skull. Despite having no facial muscles, his skeletal expression somehow radiates pure embarrassment—tiny anime-style sweat drops hovering near his skull as he stiffly attempts a reluctant magical girl pose. Soft pastel sparkles and swirling transformation energy surround him, dramatically contrasting with his dark, bony frame. The night sky behind him is an explosion of twinkling stars and glowing magical effects, as if the anime universe itself refuses to acknowledge how utterly out of place he looks

An imperial officer, her cap soaked and slightly askew, stands knee-deep in the waters of Bikini Bottom, utterly unamused. SpongeBob, wearing his goofy grin, excitedly offers her a Krabby Patty on a tray, completely oblivious to her presence as an invader from another universe. Her boots sink slightly into the sandy ocean floor, tiny bubbles escaping from the edges of her uniform with pants. In the background, Squidward peeks out of his house, unimpressed, while a jellyfish drifts by, lazily wrapping around the officerâs shoulder like an uninvited pet.<lora:IMPOFF_FLUX>

Within the vast and serene expanse of a picturesque meadow, adorned with a lush carpet of vibrant green grass that swayed gently in the tender embrace of a light summer breeze, a charming Corgi canine had found its ideal spot to unwind. This delightful creature, known for its distinctive short legs and elongated body, was nestled comfortably amidst the swaying blades, which kissed the earth beneath it. Its fur glistened softly in the warm, golden sunlight that descended from the azure sky above. The Corgi, embodying the epitome of tranquility, remained utterly still, its gaze seemingly fixed on the horizon where the heavenly blue met the emerald green. The dog's eyes, reflecting the peacefulness of its soul; revealing the blissfulness of its state of repose. The meadow, teeming with a cornucopia of flora and fauna, served as the perfect backdrop for this tranquil scene, where the only interruptions to the silence were the occasional calls of distant birds and the faint hum of industrious bees as they went about their day. The Corgi sat peacefully, soaking in the warmth of the sun's embrace, oblivious to the passage of time, as it reveled in the simple yet profound joy of basking in the great outdoors.
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In an ultra-realistic, sterile operating room, a team of surgeons, led by a serious-faced doctor, is gathered around an operating table. Instead of a patient, a single banana lies on the table with surgical tools surrounding it. The lead doctor is holding a scalpel, intensely focused, while the assistants prepare the 'patient' with utter professionalism. Heart monitors beep, and the banana is connected to tubes and wires as if it's the most critical surgery ever performed. The sheer dedication of the team makes the absurdity of the situation hysterical.

A humorous silhouetted scene of a white wolf at midnight, caught in an undignified moment. The wolf's silhouette is visible against a large full moon on the horizon, comically rubbing its bottom on the grass like a playful dog. The wolf is captured mid-wiggle with its legs awkwardly in the air, creating a distinctive and funny shape against the moonlit sky. The foreground shows tall grass swaying in the night breeze, while the background features a dramatic moonlit landscape. Despite being a mighty predator, the wolf's pose is utterly silly and relatable to anyone who's seen a dog scratching an itch. The art style should maintain a balance between realistic moonlit atmosphere and cartoon-like humor in the wolf's pose. The color palette focuses on deep blues of the night sky, the brilliant white of the moon, and various shades of blue-tinted silhouettes for the grass and the wolf's form

A small black hole has appeared in the middle of a messy construction site, singularity warping reality around it, gravity is pulling everything into the center of the black hole, a sign that reads, "FAIL" is being pulled into the singular point with more mass than a blue hypergiant star, it's a scene of utter chaos and catastrophe as everything is sucked into oblivion

Comic book style
An immense, nightmarish panther, its body a seething mass of black, violet, and cerulean flames, moves with silent yet terrifying grace towards the viewer. Its molten, fiery eyes burn with a hunger beyond the mortal realm, locked onto its target with an unwavering, deadly focus. Each step it takes leaves the ground scorched and broken, setting the jungle ablaze in spectral fire. Trees groan and collapse into glowing embers, their twisted silhouettes flickering against the unnatural inferno. Vines curl and wither in the unbearable heat, while the undergrowth ignites in waves, consuming the land like a creeping curse. The air is thick with the scent of burning wood and seared earth, distorting the very fabric of reality. The sky is an abyss, utterly black, devoid of moon or stars, offering no solace—only an endless void reflecting the destruction below. The beast’s muscles ripple beneath its flame-forged skin, shifting like liquid fire, its claws carving glowing trenches into the smoldering ground. Its growl reverberates through the choked air, a deep, primordial sound that promises death. With every slow, deliberate step, it closes the distance, a relentless predator in a world it has already claimed.

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"T5": "A striking and provocative scene of a dominant woman in a high-rise executive boardroom at night, buttoning up her crisp white blouse with slow, deliberate precision. Her smirk is one of quiet triumph, her glossy lips still slightly parted as if savoring the moment. She wears a tight black pencil skirt that hugs her curves, high stilettos still firmly planted as she stands over the exhausted CEO slumped in his oversized leather chair. His tie is loosened, his designer suit disheveled, his expression dazed—wrecked, yet utterly enthralled. The atmosphere is dripping with wealth and indulgence: city lights glimmer beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the sleek, mahogany table cluttered with half-empty whiskey glasses, an undone contract, and a single stray lipstick-stained cigarette. The lighting is moody, warm golden lamps contrasting against the cool, sterile glow of the skyline, emphasizing the power shift in the room. Her hands move with confidence, reasserting control—this was never his office, never his deal. The moment feels frozen in time, a snapshot of pure, calculated dominance and submission.",
"CLIP-L": "dominant woman, high-rise boardroom, city skyline, buttoning blouse, disheveled CEO, power dynamics, luxury setting, whiskey glasses, undone contract, lipstick-stained cigarette, moody lighting, wealth, dominance, corporate intrigue"
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Picture a tiny, fluffy kitten dressed in the most whimsical snake costume, its soft fur peeking out from beneath a stretchy, scaly green bodysuit. The costume has a hood with googly-eyed snake features that wobble comically as the kitten prances around, its tail swishing beneath a faux serpent’s tail attachment. The kitten’s wide, innocent eyes peer out from the hood, utterly confused but delighted by the attention. It pounces on imaginary mice, the snake hood flopping sideways, and occasionally gets tangled in its own costume, rolling into an adorable ball of fluff and faux scales. This tiny “snake-kitty” hybrid is the epitome of whimsy, a ridiculously cute creature that somehow manages to be both fearsome (in its own mind) and utterly huggable.

$Behold a serpentine sculpture forged from the fires of alchemy itself, its form rendered in a hypnotic dance of glowing white and verdant lime. Crafted with painstaking devotion using techniques dating back millennia, each scale is a unique work of art unto itself, its facets catching and diffracting the ambient light in a dazzling display of prismatic color. Coiling sinuously around a towering azure crystal, the snake's body seems to pulse with an inner luminescence, as if powered by some eldritch energy source. The jewel-like quality of the gemstone sets it apart from the mundane baubles found in common markets; clearly, this specimen possesses properties far exceeding those of mere mineral wealth. Nestled amidst the luxuriant foliage of an enchanted woodland, the serpent and its precious cargo appear utterly at peace, untroubled by the cares and concerns of the outside world. One might imagine that, given enough time, the colors would begin to seep into the surrounding plants, transforming the entire ecosystem into a hallucinogenic dreamscape. ink painting, traditional media, ink art, thick painting, ink splash, ink painting, very aesthetic, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic, aesthetic, intricate details, highly detailed, ultra-detailed, absurdres, vivid, vibrant, volumetric lighting,$

A high-resolution photograph of a tuxedo cat in a miniature chef's hat, standing amidst a chaotic kitchen scene. Flour is everywhere, a saucepan is overflowing with bright pink sauce, and the cat looks utterly bewildered, covered in food splatters. A small, handwritten sign propped up against a bag of flour reads "Buzzed It!" with the yellow and blue thunderbolt buzz symbol drawn clumsily beneath. Focus on the humorous mess and the cat's exasperated expression.

$masterpiece, high-quality, In the heart of a crumbling cyberpunk city, where rusted metal meets neon lights, a striking woman with gothic eyeliner, piercing blue eyes, cybernetic arms,mouth mask, The streets around her hum with the buzz of worn-down technology and distant whispers of forgotten secrets. The air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked concrete, and the dim glow of warm streetlights flickers against the faded billboards and cracked glass of the skyscrapers above. Her presence, though subtle, commands attention—a shadow of beauty in a world that has long since forgotten softness. As she moves through the chaos of the city, she is both out of place and utterly at home, a reflection of the fractured world that surrounds her. mysterious city, light of the neon signs above.$

An extended hand, its palm open and fingers slightly curved, grasping a sleek smartphone that starkly displays the words 'No Signal' on its otherwise darkened screen. The hand is tanned and appears to be that of a traveler who has been exposed to the harsh elements, with a touch of desperation etched into the taut skin and the tension of the grip. The phone's screen casts a dim, cold light onto the surrounding area, revealing a desert backdrop that stretches infinitely, with a horizon that blurs the boundaries between the fiery sky and the undulating sand dunes. The desert is devoid of any vegetation or life, save for a solitary cactus that seems to mourn the digital isolation alongside the figure. The sand is a deep orange hue, reflecting the last vestiges of a setting sun, which is a fiery disk descending rapidly towards the horizon, painting the clouds above it in shades of pink and purple. The stark contrast between the lifeless landscape and the futile quest for connection emphasizes the profound sense of solitude and the irony of modern dependency on technology, which is rendered utterly futile in the face of nature's vast indifference.

Inside the cockpit of a high-speed, interstellar spaceship, a grizzled space mercenary with cybernetic arms and a glowing red eye leans back in his pilotâs chair, gripping a futuristic keyboard. The neon lights from various holographic controls bathe the cabin in an electric blue glow, but all his attention is focused on the screen in front of him. Displayed prominently is the title Farming Simulator 3000, showcasing a peaceful countryside with rolling fields, quaint barns, and cheerful robotic cows. A half-smoked cigar dangles from the corner of his scarred lips, forgotten as he stares in quiet fascination at the tranquil, rustic scene before him. Around him, high-tech weaponry, blinking consoles, and bounty hunter contracts are strewn about, remnants of a life filled with high-stakes action and deadly firefights. But in this moment, the hardened mercenary isn't chasing bounties or outrunning galactic lawâhe's carefully selecting which crops to plant first, utterly absorbed in the simplicity of digital farm life. A faint, nostalgic smile tugs at the corner of his mouth, as if some long-buried memory of a peaceful home life flickers to the surface. The contrast is strikingâhere, in the depths of space, surrounded by chaos and danger, he finds solace in the pixelated tranquility of a quiet, simulated farm. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:FluxMythR3alisticF:0.4><lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.4><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:Movie_Portrait:0.4><lora:Flux DetailerV2:0.4>

zavy-ghst, translucent figure, ethereal ghost,

An extreme close-up portrait of a ghostly young groom, dressed in elegant yet worn and teared 19th-century attire, evoking a bygone era. The groom is (crying:1.2) in despair, his head is slightly bowed, his haunted hazel eyes glossy with sorrow, as black tears stream down his pale cheeks, staining his otherwise flawless, translucent skin.
His expression is one of (utter despair:1.1), frozen in an (eternal moment of grief:1.1).

His dark, wavy hair is neatly combed, though slightly disheveled, as if time has weathered his once-pristine appearance. His high-collared Victorian jacket and white cravat are subtly worn, fading into the misty, ethereal glow that surrounds his spectral form.

The background is blurred and dark, fading into a soft, ghostly haze, enhancing the mystical and melancholic atmosphere. The lighting is moody and directional, casting subtle highlights on his cheekbones while deep shadows add dramatic contrast. The color palette is desaturated, dominated by cold blues, grays, and faded sepia tones, reinforcing the timeless, supernatural quality of this weeping phantom groom.

Midnight in a Greek Island Village
"The whitewashed terraces of a Greek island village gleam under the pale moonlight. A woven sun hat, long forgotten, rests against a chair on an empty balcony. The deep blue Aegean Sea stretches below, shimmering like liquid silver. Pink bougainvillea rustles in the warm wind, its petals drifting onto the cobbled streets. The village stands utterly still, no footsteps, no voices—only the distant echo of waves crashing against unseen cliffs. And yet, an open door swings gently in the breeze, leading into an unlit room."

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