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Prompt

Civitai Generator
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oil painting, impasto, brush stroke, highres, extremely detailed 8k wallpaper, illustration, depth of field, great quality, masterpiece, best quality, amazing quality, very aesthetic, absurdres, wallpaper, dark fantasy, G0thicL1nes, Down a shattered boulevard, where silence clings to the ruins like dust, she glides. A ballerina  or the ghost of one  wrapped in a tattered tutu that flutters like faded petals in the wind. Her limbs move with eerie grace, each pirouette echoing the memory of a stage long gone. Her skin is pale, mottled with decay, yet her posture remains regal. One foot en pointe, the other dragging slightly, she dances through the wreckage of a forgotten world. Broken windows reflect her silhouette as she twirls past burned-out cars and crumbling facades. There is no music, only the soft crunch of debris beneath her feet. But in her mind, the orchestra plays on  a requiem for beauty, for life, for everything lost. detailed shading, sharp lines, blurred background, gray background, desolated village, cinematic shot,

Negative prompt

worst quality, normal quality, anatomical nonsense, bad anatomy,interlocked fingers, extra fingers,watermark,simple background, loli,

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sampler:Euler a
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