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    a tall and sweet woman walking through the streets in business attire with stockings, skirt, blouse an blazer on a rainy day, her hair is wet and her makeup is runny, but her mood is still bright
    A young dark sorceress weaving signals of black flames around her, hellbent on burning the eldritch creature lusting after her curvy body to fine ash
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2 women exude their hatred and loathing for each other in a visible fog forming vivid phantasms
    a kunoichi in the sengoku period, hiding in the shadows in a japanese castle courtyard at night, her mission is to gather intel about the lord of the castle, not eliminate him, the air is tense an she is putting her life on the line
    an exploding head revealing all the dark and sinister and lustful thoughts that were buried inside
    Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?
    a close portrait photo of an ethereal beauty, a cyberpunk girl bathing in neon light, her eyes are black as obsidian and a cruel smile plays on her lips, slightly exposing her pointy fangs,  as she is searching for her victim,
    extremely detailed, absurdres, raw photo, best quality,
a mouthwatering perfect photo of a otoro fatty tuna nigiri, served on an artsysqure black plate with a knob of freshly grated wasabi. the ray skin grater and the wasabi root are neatly arranged on a wooden board together with tiny bowl of soy sauce
    a portrait photo of an ethereal beauty, a cyberpunk girl bathing in neon light, her eyes are black as obsidian and a cruel smile plays on her lips, slightly exposing her pointy fangs,  as she is searching for her victim,
    an exploding head revealing all the dark and sinister and lustful thoughts that were buried inside
    an exploding head revealing all the dark and sinister and lustful thoughts that were buried inside
    extremely detailed, absurdres, raw photo, best quality,
a mouthwatering perfect photo of a otoro fatty tuna nigiri, served on an artsysqure black plate with a knob of freshly grated wasabi. the ray skin grater and the wasabi root are neatly arranged on a wooden board together with tiny bowl of soy sauce
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a woman in a ballerina costume dancing on a tightrope hanging high up in the sky between two towers, she holds perfect balance with the pole in her hands, behind the woman the setting sun is casting long shadows, the audience is mesmerized by the woman 's beauty and proficiency
    best quality, detailed realistic photo, realistic, hyperrealistic, 
peace is a lie, there is only passion,
through passion we gain strength,
through strength power,
through power victory,
through victory our chains are broken,
the force will set us free,
    a portrait photo of an ethereal beauty, a cyberpunk girl bathing in neon light, her eyes are black as obsidian and a cruel smile plays on her lips, slightly exposing her pointy fangs,  as she is searching for her victim, her hairs are very short on one side, but kong on the other, she wears black leather clothing
    a beautiful landscape with wrong and bizarre angles through which primordial and eldritch beings force their way into the world, summoned and conjured by a girl, the demon queen,
    Ich sage euch: man mu﷿ noch Chaos in sich haben, um einen tanzenden Stern gebären zu können. Ich sage euch: ihr habt noch Chaos in euch.
    an exploding head revealing all the dark and sinister and lustful thoughts that were buried inside
    Tag meines Lebens!
die Sonne sinkt.
Schon steht die glatte
   Fluth vergüldet.
Warm athmet der Fels:
   schlief wohl zu Mittag
das Glück auf ihm seinen Mittagsschlaf?
   In grünen Lichtern
spielt Glück noch der braune Abgrund herauf.
Tag meines Lebens!
gen Abend gehts!
Schon glüht dein Auge
   halbgebrochen,
schon quillt deines Thaus
   Thränengeträufel,
schon läuft still über weisse Meere
deiner Liebe Purpur,
deine letzte zögernde Seligkeit ...
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2 women exude their hatred and loathing for each other in a visible fog forming vivid phantasms
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