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    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.
    Text: "Happy Valentine's Day!"
Cupid in armor shoots a heart arrow from a bow.
    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.
    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
    a 35mm photo of a 30  year old (platinum blonde)  woman wearing a (bohemian maxi dress with floral patterns) , (standing), petite (narrow hips, slim petite body) , (large sagging breasts) , (ultra fine body hair), in an ancient castle courtyard , cinematic, dark, high contrast, intricately detailed eyes), real (skin textures), light reflections in the eyes, detailed eyebrows, real skin texture, slight skin blemishes, imperfect skin, skin pores, blush, goosebumps, translucent skin, subsurface scattering, slight fine wrinkles
    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.
    "dark flux" game title text, in-game screenshot, game cover, a pop up message that reads "The ashen one needs your buzz to fight the lords of cinder!", knight wearing an armor made of melting metal and ashes, sitting in the streets at midnight in front of a bonfire, low purple neon lighting,
    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
    cyberpunk, anime, Cyberpunk Samurai woman standing in a wide stride holding a nano filament, red gradient sun and city in background, highly detailed, fierce splattered minimal clothing, long cloak, background bizarre techno transmission, extremely black steel, telegraph lines, style minimalist, tall legs, high heels, Japanese, cinematic, photo, epic action, cinematic, many details, patterned illumination
    view from above, detailed background, flowers, sparkles, glitter, a 22 years old adult proud woman sitting on stairs wearing a light blue and golden dress skirt, gothic, romantic, detailed embroidered white thigh high stockings, pink high heels, large dark blue cloak with golden embroidery, long body, long legs, medium sized breasts, pastel colors, gorgeous girl, kawaii girl, cute face, cute girl, holding a sword, angelic aura, pink hair, long straight hair, bangs, cute woman, slightly open legs, proud woman, open eyes, glittering eyes, light blue eye shadow, large open blue eyes, radiant eyes, sensuous lips, slim body, brown tanned skin, white tan lines, portrait photo, beautiful face, looking away into distance, Accent Lighting, dreamy, legs wide, candle lit gothic castle interior, Sunlight, hair is blowing in the wind
    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.
    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
    it is night. there is no light aside from the distant street light. the street is empty. the homes along the street are all dark. tall imposing trees stretch over the dark street. a man sits with his knees pulled up to his face and his arms wrapped around his legs. his face isn't visible but it seems he is sad. he sits in the street. I can not express enough how dark it is in this image and how upset I will be if it isn't dark.
    Low angle wide view of a futuristic city on a scifi planet, dystopian future, monumental architecture, skyscrapers, future, in the sky space can be seen where a giant sentient black hole is consuming everything (planets, nebula, solar systems, galaxies, eventually the entire universe will be sucked into the event horizon of the black hole) (supermassive black hole, black hole sun, sentient black hole, stellar black hole), there is a dark gloom pervading the scene as the black hole threatens to inevitably consume the future city
    it is night. there is no light aside from the distant street light. the street is empty. the homes along the street are all dark. tall imposing trees stretch over the dark street. a man sits with his knees pulled up to his face and his arms wrapped around his legs. his face isn't visible but it seems he is sad. he sits in the street. I can not express enough how dark it is in this image and how upset I will be if it isn't dark.
    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
    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 Southeast Asian woman sits in a quiet library, a book open in her hands. Sunlight streams through the tall windows, casting soft shadows across her face. She gazes off into the distance, lost in thought, as the warm ambiance of the library surrounds her
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