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    best quality, detailed realistic photo, realistic, hyperrealistic, a female master of the temple in the city of pyramids bayond the abyss.

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    Lo, there do I see my father. Lo, there do I see my mother, my brothers, and my sisters. Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the begining. Lo, they do call to me. They bid me take my place among them in the halls of Valhalla, Where the brave may live forever after a glorious death.”
    a woman with absurdly long black hair and clad in a semitransparent white gown is riding a pitch black horse on a pittoressque beach in full gallop without a saddle. her hair is flowing in the wind as the horses hooves splash into the shallow waves at the waterline. her face is happy, almost ecstatic, as the wind and sun fight for enhancing her otherworldly beauty. in the background jagged rocks and cliffs hit by enormous waves give the image a hard contrast with the gebaute of the riding girl. the scene is both ethereal and menacing at the same time.
    an exploding head revealing all the dark and sinister and lustful thoughts that were buried inside
    extremely detailed, absurdres, raw photo, best quality, a smiling female receptionist in her dark red uniform at the reception of a kyoto grand hotel. on her neat hair she wears a beret and her skirt reaches down to her knees. the overall atmosphere is friendly and welcoming with warm lights and a luxurious flair
    lives, all mortal lives expire, souls go to their doom in flames forever more.
    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
    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,
    a woman with absurdly long black hair and clad in a semitransparent white gown is riding a pitch black horse on a pittoressque beach in full gallop without a saddle. her hair is flowing in the wind as the horses hooves splash into the shallow waves at the waterline. her face is happy, almost ecstatic, as the wind and sun fight for enhancing her otherworldly beauty. in the background jagged rocks and cliffs hit by enormous waves give the image a hard contrast with the gebaute of the riding girl. the scene is both ethereal and menacing at the same time.
    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 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,
    best quality, detailed realistic photo, realistic, hyperrealistic, a female master of the temple in the city of pyramids bayond the abyss.
    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
    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 gorgeous young woman in a semi transparent red gown wearing knee high roman sri-lanker sandals walks through a town of toy houses. the houses look like plastic and metal construction kit parts, but are totally wrong with unsuiting parts and colors.
    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
    The young woman has short, curly auburn hair that frames her face in soft ringlets, catching the sunlight and revealing subtle highlights of copper and gold. Her flower crown, made of delicate purple and yellow wildflowers, rests gracefully atop her head, complementing her hair color and adding a whimsical touch to her appearance. Her facial features are soft and feminine, with a smooth, fair complexion that appears to glow in the natural light. She has expressive, almond-shaped eyes that gaze directly at the camera, conveying a sense of serenity and confidence. Her nose is small and slightly upturned, while her lips are full and curved into a gentle, closed-mouth smile, hinting at her peaceful demeanor. The young woman's neck is slender and elongated, exposed by the scoop neckline of her white dress. Her shoulders are bare, with the short, puffed sleeves of the dress resting just below them, revealing her toned upper arms. The dress cinches at her waist, accentuating her feminine silhouette before flowing loosely over her hips and ending at mid-thigh, leaving her lean, shapely legs visible. Her hands are delicate, with one resting gently against the rough bark of the tree trunk, showcasing her connection to nature. The other hand is not clearly visible in the image. Overall, the young woman's appearance is a harmonious blend of natural beauty, grace, and an ethereal quality that perfectly complements the idyllic outdoor setting.
    a woman dancing in a cold winter night on a clearing in the woods under a full moon
    an exploding head revealing all the dark and sinister and lustful thoughts that were buried inside
    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,
    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?
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