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    A dark, haunting digital painting depicts a mysterious, hooded figure standing in a misty, ancient forest. The figure, draped in a ragged, dark cloak, appears ethereal and ominous, casting a shadowy silhouette against the dense, shadowy trees. The setting is dim, with a faint, eerie light filtering through the foliage, creating a mystical atmosphere. The scene is framed by a gothic archway, its stone columns and archway adding to the sense of antiquity and mystery. The ground is covered in moss and fallen leaves, enhancing the eerie, overgrown feel

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    This is a highly detailed, digital fantasy illustration by artist Alexei Tarashki, depicting a young woman with long, dark hair, adorned with black horns and red berries. She wears a red off-shoulder dress with black lace trim, standing in a dimly lit, narrow alleyway. Two grotesque, horned creatures lurk in the background, adding a sinister atmosphere. The background is slightly blurred, emphasizing the woman. The image uses natural lighting, with a warm, ambient glow from unseen sources. The composition employs rule of thirds, focusing on the woman's face and upper body.
    After the battle is over And the sands drunken the blood All what there remains Is the bitterness of delusion The immortality of the gods Sits at their side As they leave the walls behind To reach the jewels gleam The days have come When the steel will rule And upon his head A crown of gold Your hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales Of frozen mystery The new kingdoms rise By the circle of the tyrants In the land of darkness The warrior, that was me Grotesque glory None will ever see them fall And hunts and war Are like everlasting shadows Where the winds cannot reach The tyrant's might was born And often I look back With tears in my eyes Grotesque glory None will ever see them fall And hunts and wars Are like everlasting shadows
    This is a highly detailed, digital fantasy illustration by artist Alexei Tarashki, depicting a young woman with long, dark hair, adorned with black horns and red berries. She wears a red off-shoulder dress with black lace trim, standing in a dimly lit, narrow alleyway. Two grotesque, horned creatures lurk in the background, adding a sinister atmosphere. The background is slightly blurred, emphasizing the woman. The image uses natural lighting, with a warm, ambient glow from unseen sources. The composition employs rule of thirds, focusing on the woman's face and upper body.
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    humanoid figure made out of chestnuts and tooth picks and wool, standing confident, little superhero cape, image caption text "Chest Nut Man"
    In this dark, atmospheric photograph, a small, furry, human-like creature with large ears and a sad expression runs down a dimly lit, debris-strewn hallway. The walls are painted green with white trim, and the floor is littered with broken glass and rubble. The hallway is long and narrow, leading to a closed door at the end. The lighting is harsh and industrial, casting stark shadows.
    My life turns into sand Immortality is my dream Man shall follow my command Sorcery shall conquer my fear Astral magic and runic wand I feel that wisdom's near Across the mountain's ice Scarlett at the equinox' dawn I sacrificed an innocent lamb And drunk the wine of paradise But, still run the sands of time Just one thing yet to be done As spell surround me At a lightmass' night He raised the abyss Covered by the sword I sold my soul in vein I feel it, as he returns The sands of time will never run For an immortal dead man
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    After the battle is over And the sands drunken the blood All what there remains Is the bitterness of delusion The immortality of the gods Sits at their side As they leave the walls behind To reach the jewels gleam The days have come When the steel will rule And upon his head A crown of gold Your hand wields the might The tyrant's the precursor You carry the will As the morning is near I sing the ballads Of victory and defeat I hear the tales Of frozen mystery The new kingdoms rise By the circle of the tyrants In the land of darkness The warrior, that was me Grotesque glory None will ever see them fall And hunts and war Are like everlasting shadows Where the winds cannot reach The tyrant's might was born And often I look back With tears in my eyes Grotesque glory None will ever see them fall And hunts and wars Are like everlasting shadows
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    antique photo, nameless one, style of horror novel
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