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    Dark grim dimly lit horror themed image of an endless featureless landscape without light of any kind. A man walks away, each footstep leaving a fiery footprint as if his feet are burning the ground. He wears a long black trench coat and a fedora.
    A liminal space within Stormwind from World of Warcraft. The grand gates of the city stand wide open, but the once bustling streets are eerily quiet. The majestic stone walls rise high, their intricate carvings and banners now faded and lifeless, casting long shadows across the empty city. The normally crowded marketplace is deserted, the cobblestone streets cold and silent, with only the distant rustle of flags in the breeze.
The towering buildings of Stormwind, with their high spires and detailed architecture, stand empty and still. The grand steps leading to the majestic keep are silent, the courtyard devoid of activity. The sounds of life that once filled the air are gone, replaced by an overwhelming silence that presses in from every direction. The city feels frozen in time, as if it has been abandoned, leaving only the cold stone and shadow behind. The familiar beauty of the city now seems strange and unsettling, amplifying the sense of solitude and unease.
    Mist, forest clearing, a dark soul emerges from the mist, epic action, cinematic, award winning artwork, many details, patterned illumination, bad VHS tape image artifacts
    epic fantasy scene, the king of the humans is meeting with the queen of the forest, they are shaking hands, their people are cheering,
    A large majestic mountain with a village resting at its summit, a beautiful woman yodeling, subsurface scattering, Photorealistic, Hyperrealistic, analog style, realistic, film photography, soft lighting, photo, cinematography, high resolution, 8k, purple lips, purple eyelashes, purple eyes, black hair, two-tone hair, black and aqua hair, long hair, straight hair, double bun, sidelocks, hair ornaments, earrings, detached sleeves, star (symbol), blue dress, puffy sleeves, blue elbow gloves, fingerless gloves, purple skirt, white thigh highs, white thigh boots
    Seated by the window of a train, a Southeast Asian woman rests her chin on her hand, watching the city lights blur past. The glow from her phone screen softly illuminates her face, capturing the quiet solitude of a late commute. The reflection of her thoughtful gaze in the window adds depth to the image.
    a dark room with walls and floor of solid black stone. the room is damp and cold and dark. a man sits against a wall on the left side staring ahead toward the right side of the photo. his hand is raised to his head holding his head and running his fingers through his hair. he wears old and tattered clothes. he has dark circles under his eyes to show his weariness. his hair is messy. he looks aged from the struggle of his life. it is a dark and grim image that portrays the depth of pain felt by depression.
    A parade of little pumpkin-headed creatures marching through a quaint fantasy village, cozy lighting, autumnal feeling, high definition, clear focus, best quality
    A liminal space within Orgrimmar from World of Warcraft. The grand gates of the city stand open, but the usual bustle of life is eerily absent. The towering stone walls loom high above, casting long, unnatural shadows over the empty streets. The iconic torches lining the roads flicker, but no sounds of movement or conversation echo through the once lively market.
The buildings, made of dark stone and rough wood, seem to close in on the empty pathways, their windows dark, their doorways abandoned. The air feels thick and still, as if the entire city is holding its breath, suspended in time. The wind stirs the banners but does little else, leaving the city feeling unnaturally quiet. The usually vibrant and chaotic heart of the Horde is now a ghost town, isolated and forgotten, creating a deep sense of solitude as you wander through its desolate streets.
    A woman taking a selfie inside a small modern tent at night. She is smiling for the camera and winking making a silly face. Behind her is the wall of the dark tent illuminated by the camera flash. In the top left of the image the sheer and partially see-through mesh of the tent is visible. A scary disturbing eerie creature of some sort is barely visible through the mesh in the top left of the image and is leaning over the outside of tent. The woman taking the selfie is oblivious to its presence.
    a very dark dim barely visible image at night of a man walks down a midnight black tunnel carved into the earth. there is no light, no daylight, and he is only barely visible. he faces away from the viewer as he walks deeper into the earth. his arms are stretched out slightly, timidly, as if he is afraid of what he might touch in the darkness that surrounds him. He is wearing a grey t-shirt and blue jeans. he is barefoot. the dark tunnel is wet and drips of moisture can barely be seen falling from the craggy surface of the rock. the tunnel seems endless in its depth and darkness. the image is one of nearly complete darkness.
    Man in a three piece business suit standing at the shore of a lake facing away from the viewer. He holds a balloon by a string in his right hand. The balloon isn't floating but has sunk to the ground. dark image, dim light, sunk balloon, three piece business suit, man standing, lake, realistic photo, raw photo, hdr, 8k, highly detailed
    anime, Studio Ghobli style, a young girl in a summer dress observes a butterfly on a leaf in a pond, style minimalist, conceptual art posing Japanese, conceptual, illustration, cinematic, photo, cinematic, award winning artwork, many details, patterned illumination
    Dark horror themed image of an endless featureless landscape without light of any kind. The ground is bare and burns the feet of those stranded there by its salt and acidity. It is cold and dark. Everyone feels endless hunger, thirst, cold, fear, tiredness, and aches from the lack of joy. Always on the distant unseen horizon the denizens of this purgatory can hear the howls of the emotionally tortured that know they will never be free of this abandonment. The endless nothing is only ended by the willing sacrifice to be consumed by the great roiling evil that waits for the damned to be exhausted. wandering people driven mad
    portrait of a woman, long orange hair cascading over shoulders, perfect facial symmetry with a subtle smile, orange lipstick aligned with the eyes, adorned in a rustic country dress mirroring her hair, immersed in a rural interior backdrop, intricate fabric patterns, soft natural lighting,
    Dark horror themed image of an endless featureless landscape without light of any kind. The ground is bare and burns the feet of those stranded there by its salt and acidity. It is cold and dark. Everyone feels endless hunger, thirst, cold, fear, tiredness, and aches from the lack of joy. Always on the distant unseen horizon the denizens of this purgatory can hear the howls of the emotionally tortured that know they will never be free of this abandonment. The endless nothing is only ended by the willing sacrifice to be consumed by the great roiling evil that waits for the damned to be exhausted. wandering people driven mad
    A hyperrealistic, ultra-detailed cinematic photograph of a stunning Southeast Asian woman standing by an ornate balcony, bathed in golden-hour light. Her long, raven-black hair cascades down her bare shoulders, catching the soft glow of the setting sun. She wears a flowing, off-shoulder crimson silk dress that clings to her slender figure, its delicate embroidery shimmering in the light.
    cyberpunk, anime, Cyberpunk Samurai woman standing in a wide stride holding a nano filament, red sun and city in background, highly detailed, fierce splattered minimal clothing, long cloak, background bizarre techno transmission telegraph lines, style minimalist, conceptual art posing, tall legs, high heels, Japanese, cinematic, photo,
epic action, cinematic, many details, patterned illumination
    A liminal space within Orgrimmar from World of Warcraft. The grand gates of the city stand open, but the usual bustle of life is eerily absent. The towering stone walls loom high above, casting long, unnatural shadows over the empty streets. The iconic torches lining the roads flicker, but no sounds of movement or conversation echo through the once lively market.
The buildings, made of dark stone and rough wood, seem to close in on the empty pathways, their windows dark, their doorways abandoned. The air feels thick and still, as if the entire city is holding its breath, suspended in time. The wind stirs the banners but does little else, leaving the city feeling unnaturally quiet. The usually vibrant and chaotic heart of the Horde is now a ghost town, isolated and forgotten, creating a deep sense of solitude as you wander through its desolate streets.
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