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Amidst the heart of an ancient, shadowed forest, a half-upper-body shot reveals an ethereal elf mage. Her luminous eyes, the color of moonlit jade, gaze intensely ahead, reflecting wisdom and mystery. Silvery-white hair cascades over her shoulders, interwoven with delicate vines and tiny glowing crystals that emit a faint luminescence. Her attire blends elegant robes with natural elements—cloth adorned with intricate leaf patterns and subtle arcane symbols that seem to shift when not directly observed.
Clutched in her slender hands is a majestic staff crafted from intertwining ebony wood and enchanted silver. At its apex, a crystal orb radiates a brilliant, soft light that pierces the enveloping darkness. This illumination casts ethereal shadows, revealing towering trees with gnarled bark, wisps of mist curling around ancient roots, and glimpses of nocturnal creatures peering from the underbrush
The glow from the staff bathes her face, highlighting her high cheekbones and serene expression, while casting shimmering reflections in her eyes. Magical energy swirls gently around her as delicate tendrils of light in hues of blues and purples, hinting at the immense power she wields. Leaves and small petals float subtly in the air, caught in the unseen currents of her magic
The color palette contrasts deep forest greens and midnight blacks with the radiant glow of the staff and the subtle colors of her magic

At the edge of a massive, otherworldly crater, where the earth has been torn asunder by the impact of a fallen asteroid, a figure of dark elegance and arcane power stands amidst the swirling energies of a forbidden ritual. The crater, vast and jagged, is a testament to the raw, destructive force of the cosmos, its edges lined with jagged rocks and glowing veins of alien minerals that pulse faintly with an eerie, purple light. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and burning stone, the ground beneath her feet scorched and cracked, as if the very earth recoils from the power she wields. Above, the sky is a churning maelstrom of dark clouds, their surfaces swirling with the promise of thunder and lightning, their edges illuminated by the occasional flash of unnatural light.
She is a blood mage, her presence a blend of beauty and danger. Her long, curly blonde hair flows like a cascade of sunlight, its strands catching the faint light and shimmering with an almost supernatural glow. Her deep blue eyes, sharp and piercing, seem to hold the secrets of the cosmos, their gaze both captivating and inscrutable. Her face, framed by her flowing hair, is a picture of quiet determination, her expression one of intense focus as she channels the dark energies of her ritual.
She wears a black pointy sorcerer hat, its fabric rich and flowing, its design both practical and alluring. The hat, though simple in design, adds a touch of drama to her already captivating presence. Her attire is a black tight leather one-piece suit, its fabric clinging to her form like a second skin, its surface adorned with golden ornaments that catch the light with every movement. The suit features a daring cleavage, its edges trimmed with golden thread that adds a touch of refinement to her ensemble.
Around her shoulders, she wears a purple cape, its fabric rich and flowing, its edges trimmed with golden thread that shimmers in the dim light. The capeâs collar, high and ornate, frames her face like a regal mantle, its surface adorned with a blue gemstone that glows faintly, as if imbued with ancient magic. Around her hips, she wears a leather belt, its surface adorned with satchels and bags, their contents no doubt holding the tools and treasures of her trade.
Her legs are clad in high-knee, high-heel leather boots, their surfaces polished to a mirror sheen, their design a blend of practicality and artistry. The boots, though simple in design, add a touch of ruggedness to her otherwise elegant appearance.
In her hands, she holds a delicate mage staff, its surface etched with intricate patterns, its top adorned with a purple gemstone that glows faintly, as if imbued with the power of the cosmos. The staff, though a tool of magic, seems almost like an extension of her being, its presence as commanding as the mage who wields it.
As she casts her ritual, purple swirls of energy dance around her, their colors a harmonious blend of purples, blues, and golds, their presence adding to the sense of wonder and enchantment. The magic seems to respond to her every movement, its particles swirling and twirling in time with her steps, creating a mesmerizing display of light and color.
The focus of this composition is the blood mage, her upper body and face capturing the essence of her character. The interplay of light and shadow highlights her features, the intricate details of her attire, and the graceful movements of her ritual. The background, though rich in detail, remains secondary, ensuring that she remains the centerpiece of this moody and mystical tableau.
The overall color palette is a harmonious blend of blacks, purples, and golds, accented by the soft pastels of the magic and the warm hues of the crater. The scene is bathed in a dim, silvery light, as if the very essence of the cosmos has come alive to illuminate her presence. This is not just a portrait; it is a journey into a world where magic and beauty reign, and the line between mage and cosmos blurs, a testament to the timeless allure of the blood mage who stands as a beacon of power and grace on the edge of the crater.
Let this image be a masterpiece of fantasy art, a tribute to the elegance and mystery of the blood mage who commands the cosmos and the hearts of all who behold her.
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The grand hallway of the magical academy stretched endlessly, its gothic arches rising high above like the spires of a cathedral, etched with intricate carvings of ancient runes that glimmered faintly. The walls, constructed of obsidian-like stone, mirrored the dark grandeur of the space, their polished surfaces shimmering with faint reflections of the ambient magic that saturated the air. Swirls of glowing white energy spiraled gracefully through the vast corridor, creating a mesmerizing dance of light and shadow that seemed almost alive.
In the midst of this arcane spectacle stood a young mage apprentice, a vision of poise and elegance amidst the otherworldly chaos. Her school uniform was a symphony of darkness and purity, with a sharp contrast between the deep black of her vest and skirt, and the stark white accents that adorned her attire. The vest hugged her slender form, its rich fabric subtly textured with delicate floral patterns embroidered in radiant white thread. Beneath it, a black shirt complemented the ensemble, its collar neatly framing the pristine white tie that hung at her throat like a beacon of light in the darkness.
The pleated skirt reached just to her knees, its flowing layers swaying gently with her every movement, while her white stockings shimmered faintly, catching the ambient glow of the swirling magic around her. Her black shoes, polished to perfection, clicked softly against the smooth stone floor, grounding her ethereal presence with a touch of practicality.
Draped over her shoulders was a long, flowing coat, its high collar adding a regal flair to her silhouette. The coatâs dark black fabric absorbed the surrounding shadows, while its layered design gave it an almost cascading appearance, as though it were a living extension of her form. The inner lining, a stark white, caught the faint light of the glowing crystal orbs that floated overhead, creating a striking contrast with the coatâs exterior. Intricate floral ornaments in white adorned the coatâs surface, their delicate curves and petals reminiscent of a garden in full bloom, rendered in monochromatic elegance.
Her long black hair cascaded down her back like a silken waterfall, its dark strands gleaming faintly as they caught the soft glow of the surrounding magic. Braided accents framed her youthful, cherubic face, emphasizing her delicate features and the quiet determination in her wide, expressive eyes. She exuded an air of innocence, yet her posture and the quiet grip on her staff hinted at an inner strength that belied her age.
In her hands, she held a mage staff crafted from dark black wood, its surface smooth and polished yet organic in appearance, as though it had grown naturally into its elegant form. At its apex rested a radiant crystal, glowing with an intense, otherworldly white light. The crystal pulsed faintly, sending ripples of energy through the air, as though responding to the latent power within her. The light from the crystal illuminated her face, casting gentle shadows that enhanced her ethereal beauty.
The hallway seemed to bend and shift subtly around her, the swirling magic drawn irresistibly to her presence. Wisps of glowing white energy danced around her form, tracing intricate patterns in the air before dissolving into shimmering motes of light. The interplay of darkness and light was breathtaking, the black and white of her attire perfectly complementing the mystical hues of the environment.
Despite her youth, there was an undeniable grace in her demeanorâa quiet confidence that spoke of untapped potential and a deep connection to the magical forces around her. She was not merely standing within the academy; she seemed to be a part of it, as if the very walls and air recognized her as their own.
The scene was a masterpiece of contrasts: the black of her attire and the hallway enveloped her in shadow, while the white accents and the radiant crystal brought light and purity to the composition. The mystical energy of the academy swirled in harmony around her, framing her as the focal point of an epic tale yet to unfoldâa young mage apprentice at the cusp of greatness, poised to unravel the mysteries of magic and forge her destiny.
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A futuristic female mage, intricately designed as a sci-fi robot, stands as a stunning fusion of mystical elegance and advanced technology. Her humanoid structure is a masterpiece of engineering, crafted from sleek black metal that gleams like polished obsidian under the dim ambient light. Intricate golden ornaments and engravings run across her frame, their delicate patterns reminiscent of ancient magical runes, harmonizing the archaic with the futuristic. Every joint and seam of her mechanical body is so flawlessly integrated that it feels as though she is more than a machineâshe is a living, breathing embodiment of arcane power reborn through technology.
Her form captures an otherworldly grace, her silhouette both formidable and refined. Portions of her body resemble the flowing drapery of a mageâs robes, reinterpreted through a futuristic lens with segmented plating and subtle glowing circuits embedded within the metallic fabric. The rest of her form is unabashedly mechanical, her cybernetic limbs revealing glimpses of complex mechanisms, hinting at the immense power coursing through her. Despite her robotic nature, her design evokes the beauty and poise of a human mage, blending mechanical precision with artistic craftsmanship.
Draped over her shoulders is a pristine bright white cape that flows down to her ankles, its fabric contrasting starkly against her dark figure. The cape's edges shimmer faintly, infused with a soft golden glow, and its hood casts a shadow over her face, further emphasizing her enigmatic presence. Her head features a streamlined design, but her glowing, golden eyesâset deep within a sleek, featureless faceâare unmistakably alive, radiating intelligence and determination.
In her right hand, she wields a magnificent staff, a technological marvel that embodies the same duality as her own form. The staffâs shaft is a blend of smooth metallic segments and intricate, interlocking gears, its length adorned with glowing filigree patterns that pulse faintly with energy. At its apex, a mesmerizing sphere hoversâa simulation of a black hole, its surface swirling with deep, endless darkness and radiating faint arcs of red and purple light. The staff seems almost alive, humming softly, as though it contains unimaginable power waiting to be unleashed.
She stands in the center of a massive hall, a cathedral-like structure that speaks of divine reverence and technological brilliance. Towering black pillars rise around her, each carved with elaborate golden designs that mirror the runes etched into her own body. These pillars stretch upward into a vaulted ceiling, which is lost in shadow. The floor beneath her is a polished, mirror-like black surface that reflects her form with haunting clarity, amplifying the sense of scale and grandeur. Soft beams of golden light fall from unseen sources, cutting through the darkness and highlighting her figure as the central focus of the scene.
The air is charged with an aura of solemnity and power. The stillness of the hall seems to bow to her presence, as if even the surrounding space acknowledges her authority and potential. She radiates a sense of calm, a being forged for precision and control, but there is an undercurrent of immense energy in her posture, like a tempest barely restrained.
She is both ancient and futuristic, mystical and mechanical, embodying a timeless archetype reimagined for a world where magic and technology are one. Every detail of her design, from the gleaming staff to the immaculate cape, tells the story of a being who stands at the intersection of science and sorcery, a guardian of balance and power in a realm where the line between the mystical and the mechanical has been erased.
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$The massive hallway of the magical academy exuded an ethereal grandeur, its towering arches and intricate pillars glowing faintly with ancient runes etched into their stone surfaces. Streams of soft turquoise light weaved through the air like whispering currents, casting shimmering reflections onto the polished obsidian floors. The atmosphere was alive, pulsating with raw, untamed magic that swirled and spiraled in a mesmerizing dance. Amidst this enchanting environment stood a young mage apprentice, the embodiment of youthful curiosity and burgeoning power. His school uniform was a vision of turquoise brilliance, radiating against the darker tones of the hallway. A crisp white shirt peeked out beneath the sharp lines of his neatly tied turquoise tie, its simple elegance emphasizing his youthful charm. He wore tailored black shorts that ended just above his knees, a stark yet harmonious contrast to the vibrant turquoise stockings that hugged his legs. The combination lent him an air of playful sophistication, while his gleaming black shoes grounded the ensemble with a subtle touch of formality. Draped over his slender shoulders was a flowing coat, its rich turquoise fabric adorned with intricate black patterns of swirling lines and arcs, each one resembling a delicate wave or the eddy of a stream. The coat's black inlay caught the faint light of the magical currents, adding depth to its design. Open at the front, the coat billowed lightly as though stirred by an invisible breeze, its hem brushing the floor in gentle, rippling waves. His long silver hair cascaded down his back in lustrous strands, shimmering faintly as it caught the ambient light of the magical orbs floating overhead. Framing his youthful, cherubic face, the silver locks gave him an ethereal, otherworldly beauty. His eyes, wide and shimmering with wonder, reflected the turquoise glow of the magic around him, as though they held a piece of the academy's arcane energy within them. In his hands, he gripped a mage staff of exquisite craftsmanship. The staff, carved from polished white wood, was smooth yet organic, its surface glimmering as though it contained the essence of moonlight. At its top rested a sphere of pure, liquid-like water, suspended as if defying gravity. The sphere shimmered with iridescent hues, refracting the surrounding light into cascading rainbows that danced across the hall's walls. Ripples pulsed across its surface, reacting to the flow of magic in the air, as if it were alive and attuned to its young wielder. The magical energy in the hallway seemed to converge around him, drawn to the presence of the apprentice and his staff. Whorls of turquoise light swirled around his form, twisting and twining like playful streams of water, forming shapes that dissolved as quickly as they appeared. The air vibrated with a soft hum, the sound of magic alive and thrumming, weaving an invisible melody that seemed to guide the dynamic dance of light and energy. Despite his tender age, there was a quiet confidence in his stance, an assurance born of natural affinity and raw potential. His expression, a mixture of awe and determination, captured the essence of a young mage poised on the threshold of greatness, ready to dive into the mysteries of the arcane. The interplay of colors painted a scene of mesmerizing beauty. The turquoise hues of his attire and the surrounding magic stood out vividly against the darker tones of the hallway, creating a striking contrast that highlighted his presence. The black accents in his clothing added depth, while the silver of his hair and the water-like sphere atop his staff added touches of brilliance to the overall composition. As he stood there, the embodiment of promise and untapped power, the scene captured a moment of quiet triumphâa young mage apprentice in perfect harmony with the arcane world around him, ready to carve his path in the realm of magic. DB4RZ, g0thicPXL, mythp0rt <lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:0.8>, <lora:gopFLUX:0.15>, <lora:artisketchyfs-v02:0.2>, <lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.15>$

$The grand hallway of the magical academy was a place of wonder, its towering stone arches intricately etched with sigils that glowed faintly in the ambient light. Black marble floors gleamed underfoot, polished to a mirror-like finish, reflecting the swirling tendrils of magic that flowed like shimmering ribbons through the air. This was a space alive with enchantment, a living monument to the arcane arts. At its heart stood a young mage apprentice, a striking figure cloaked in an aura of mystical potential. His school uniform, a deep and rich dark pink, contrasted elegantly against the soft white of his crisp shirt. Around his neck, a perfectly knotted dark pink tie matched the hue of his Scottish kilt-style skirt, which hung just above his black-stockinged knees. The traditional yet unique attire lent him an air of both heritage and individuality. The black stockings disappeared into impeccably polished black shoes, their modest design a counterpoint to the intricate patterns adorning his clothes. His dark pink coat, draped over his shoulders like a cape, featured a black inlay and trailed to his knees. It was left open, allowing glimpses of the ornate black swirls and lines decorating the fabric, their flowing designs reminiscent of a spell in mid-cast. His hair, white as freshly fallen snow, framed his youthful face in a cascade of braids. The intricate weaving of his locks hinted at a careful, deliberate artistry that mirrored his dedication to his craft. His features were delicate, almost cherubic, his expression one of curiosity and quiet determination. Despite his youth, there was an undeniable air of gravitas about him, as though he carried the weight of a destiny not yet revealed. In his hands, he held a mage staff, an instrument of raw, untamed power. Crafted from dark wood, its surface retained the natural, gnarled texture of a living branch. At the staff's apex, a long, pointed crystal of dark pink jutted skyward, its surface catching the faint magical glow that permeated the hallway. The crystal pulsed faintly, resonating with the energy that suffused the air, as if attuned to its bearerâs very heartbeat. Magic flowed like a tide around him, swirling in spirals and eddies, drawn toward the staff in his grasp. The dark pink and black hues of his attire blended harmoniously with the mystical energy that illuminated the space. The scene around him was alive, dynamic, yet he remained the unshakable focal point, his figure bathed in an otherworldly glow that seemed to mark him as special even among the academyâs gifted students. The hallway itself seemed to bend to his presence, the light refracting off the polished floors to create a kaleidoscope of dark pink and black hues. The sigils etched into the walls glimmered faintly, their patterns echoing the intricate designs on his coat. The air thrummed with a deep, resonant hum of arcane power, as though the very fabric of magic acknowledged the boyâs potential. Though young, the apprentice exuded a quiet confidence, his delicate features underscored by an innate sense of purpose. He stood poised, his staff planted firmly on the ground, its crystal tip glinting as it caught the ambient light. Around him, the swirling magic danced, reflecting his unspoken connection to the academy's ancient powerâa bond that would one day shape his path and the fate of those around him. DB4RZ, g0thicPXL, mythp0rt <lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:0.8>, <lora:gopFLUX:0.15>, <lora:artisketchyfs-v02:0.2>, <lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.15>$

In the vast, enchanting hallway of a grand magical academy, a young mage apprentice stands at the center of a scene brimming with wonder. The hallway is monumental in scale, its high vaulted ceilings adorned with intricate golden carvings of constellations, celestial bodies, and ancient magical symbols that glimmer faintly in the ambient light. The polished marble floor reflects these celestial patterns, creating an otherworldly atmosphere where the boundaries between the physical and the magical blur. Wisps of glowing energy float through the air, forming ephemeral swirls of light that dance and pulse with an unseen rhythm.
The young mage apprentice stands confidently amidst this grandeur, a beacon of youthful determination and untapped potential. Her curly brown hair bounces lightly with each subtle movement, framing her round, cute face. Her wide, curious eyes glimmer with a mix of innocence and excitement, betraying her eagerness to learn and explore the mysteries of magic.
She wears the uniform of the academy, a dark blue vest layered over a crisp white shirt, with a neatly tied blue tie at her neck. Her knee-length skirt matches the vest in color and is complemented by black stockings and polished black shoes. Draped over her shoulders is a dark blue coat with a flowing, dramatic silhouette. The coat, adorned with golden ornaments depicting moons, stars, and the vast cosmos, cascades down to her feet, its open front revealing her uniform underneath. The hood, though not in use, adds an air of mystery, hanging gracefully at her back.
In her hands, she firmly grips a mageâs staff carved from rich, dark wood. The staff is simple yet elegant, its surface polished to a smooth sheen, and crowned with a glowing blue sphere that seems to hum with latent magical energy. Light emanates softly from the sphere, casting a faint blue glow over her hands and the nearby golden embroidery on her coat.
The air around her vibrates with the presence of magic, as if responding to her latent power. Ethereal swirls of luminous energy encircle her, their movement both chaotic and harmonious, giving the impression of a nascent mage at the precipice of unlocking her true potential. The light from the magical swirls reflects off her attire, emphasizing the interplay of dark blue and golden hues, creating a radiant yet serene visual symphony.
The hallway stretches infinitely in both directions, lined with towering bookshelves filled with ancient tomes and artifacts. Stained glass windows depict legendary mages and mythical creatures, their vibrant colors diffused by the soft light of a hidden sun. Despite the vastness of the space, all focus is drawn to the young apprentice, whose presence seems to command the room with an understated yet undeniable charm.
This scene captures the delicate balance between youthful inexperience and the promise of greatness, bathed in a mystical and magical aura. The dark blue and golden tones create an atmosphere of elegance and enchantment, framing the apprentice as a rising star in a world brimming with magical wonder.
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In the towering, enchanted hallway of an ancient magical academy, a young mage apprentice stands poised in the center of a luminous scene brimming with potential and mystery. The grand corridor stretches endlessly, its arched ceilings adorned with intricate carvings of swirling patterns and luminous runes that glow faintly in emerald and white hues. The polished black marble floors, veined with shimmering emerald streaks, reflect the magical currents that flow freely through the air, creating a surreal interplay of light and shadow.
The young apprentice, a boy on the brink of discovering his arcane prowess, radiates a charming mix of innocence and determination. His short blonde hair is neatly combed, though a few rebellious strands fall across his smooth, youthful face. His wide, bright eyes carry an expression of curiosity, eager to absorb the wonders of the magical world surrounding him.
He wears the academyâs distinctive uniform: an emerald green tie neatly fastened over a crisp white shirt, paired with matching emerald green shorts that allow for ease of movement. Black stockings rise to just below his shorts, their sleek texture contrasting sharply with the deep black of his polished shoes. Draped across his shoulders is a black coat with an emerald green inlay, its hem falling just to his knees. The coat is unfastened, allowing it to billow lightly with the unseen currents of magic. Adorning his attire are delicate white ornamentsâelegant swirls and lines that seem almost alive, subtly glowing in the soft light of the hall.
Gripped firmly in his hands is a mage staff carved from rich, dark wood, its surface etched with runic markings that pulse faintly with energy. Twisting around the staff is a finely sculpted snake, its form sleek and fluid, as though caught mid-slither. At the staffâs apex, an emerald green crystal gleams with an inner light, casting a faint green glow over the apprenticeâs hands and the front of his coat. The staff emanates an aura of latent power, hinting at the untapped potential of its young wielder.
The atmosphere around him is alive with magic. Swirls of luminous emerald energy weave through the air, forming ephemeral trails that flicker and dissolve like the auroras of a magical sky. These swirling currents of power seem to respond to the boyâs presence, orbiting him in a graceful dance as though acknowledging his burgeoning talent.
Behind him, the massive hallway of the academy stretches into the distance, flanked by towering bookshelves brimming with arcane tomes and artifacts. The walls are lined with emerald-stained glass windows, depicting legendary mages and mythical creatures, their vibrant hues amplified by the streams of magical light filtering through. The glow from the windows bathes the hallway in an otherworldly brilliance, further highlighting the emerald and white motifs that dominate the scene.
Despite the grandeur of his surroundings, the young apprentice commands attention. The dynamic interplay of his confident stance, the intricate details of his attire, and the swirling magic that envelopes him creates an image of a boy on the cusp of greatness, ready to step into a world of limitless possibilities. The emerald and white color palette imbues the scene with a sense of purity and mysticism, painting a vivid picture of youthful aspiration within a realm steeped in magical tradition.
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Enchanted woodland scene featuring a majestic stag with a glowing, crystalline antler crown. The stag stands in a moonlit glade, surrounded by ancient, towering trees draped in luminescent moss and delicate, floating fireflies. In the background, a cascading waterfall sparkles with iridescent colors, reflecting the soft light of a full moon. A gentle mist swirls around the base of the trees, and ethereal mushrooms glow faintly. An old elven mage with a flowing cloak made of stardust and a staff topped with a starry orb is seen in the foreground, gazing at the stag with wonder. The scene combines a mystical atmosphere with intricate, otherworldly details, perfect for a fantasy book cover or whimsical art piece. Magical realism, vivid colors, highly detailed textures, dreamlike ambiance.

A young woman with flowing, violet-purple hair cascading past her shoulders, holding a beautifully ornate mage staff adorned with a glowing blue butterfly perched delicately on its tip. She stands outdoors in a serene, dreamlike landscape, surrounded by soft light particles that shimmer like fireflies in the air. Her deep purple eyes reflect an air of mystery, contrasting against her pristine white robe with intricate golden embroidery that flows elegantly around her. The robe subtly accentuates her figure, highlighting her large breasts in a tasteful and artistic way. The setting is bathed in soft, ambient light, emphasizing the magical aura of her presence. She holds her staff with grace, her expression serene and confident, as if preparing for a spell. The composition is vibrant and vivid, with a focus on the interplay of light and color, creating a masterpiece-level aesthetic, highly detailed and extraordinarily beautiful. aidmaimageupgrader, aidmaMJ6.1m, detailmaximizer, mythp0rt, ne0nfant4sy, drkfnts, hkmagic <lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.2:0.8> <lora:aidmaMJ6.1_aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-v0.4:0.7> <lora:v1v1dr34m:0.68>

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