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    Imagine a hauntingly beautiful landscape bathed in the cool, ethereal glow of a full moon. The inky blackness of the night sky is dusted with a million twinkling stars, their faint light barely reaching the valley below. Lush, rolling hills unfurl beneath a blanket of mist, obscuring the base of a lone, medieval castle that pierces the veil. The castle, constructed from a dark, aged stone that seems to absorb the moonlight, stands proudly atop the highest hill, its silhouette a stark contrast against the luminous night. Wisps of smoke curl gently from its chimneys, hinting at a life that persists within its ancient walls. In the distance, the faint outline of a sleeping village can be seen nestled amongst the trees, its windows dark and silent. The overall atmosphere should be one of tranquility and peace, a timeless scene where history whispers on the midnight breeze.
    Imagine a hauntingly beautiful landscape bathed in the cool, ethereal glow of a full moon. The inky blackness of the night sky is dusted with a million twinkling stars, their faint light barely reaching the valley below. Lush, rolling hills unfurl beneath a blanket of mist, obscuring the base of a lone, medieval castle that pierces the veil. The castle, constructed from a dark, aged stone that seems to absorb the moonlight, stands proudly atop the highest hill, its silhouette a stark contrast against the luminous night. Wisps of smoke curl gently from its chimneys, hinting at a life that persists within its ancient walls. In the distance, the faint outline of a sleeping village can be seen nestled amongst the trees, its windows dark and silent. The overall atmosphere should be one of tranquility and peace, a timeless scene where history whispers on the midnight breeze.
    Imagine a hauntingly beautiful landscape bathed in the cool, ethereal glow of a full moon. The inky blackness of the night sky is dusted with a million twinkling stars, their faint light barely reaching the valley below. Lush, rolling hills unfurl beneath a blanket of mist, obscuring the base of a lone, medieval castle that pierces the veil. The castle, constructed from a dark, aged stone that seems to absorb the moonlight, stands proudly atop the highest hill, its silhouette a stark contrast against the luminous night. Wisps of smoke curl gently from its chimneys, hinting at a life that persists within its ancient walls. In the distance, the faint outline of a sleeping village can be seen nestled amongst the trees, its windows dark and silent. The overall atmosphere should be one of tranquility and peace, a timeless scene where history whispers on the midnight breeze.
    Imagine a hauntingly beautiful landscape bathed in the cool, ethereal glow of a full moon. The inky blackness of the night sky is dusted with a million twinkling stars, their faint light barely reaching the valley below. Lush, rolling hills unfurl beneath a blanket of mist, obscuring the base of a lone, medieval castle that pierces the veil. The castle, constructed from a dark, aged stone that seems to absorb the moonlight, stands proudly atop the highest hill, its silhouette a stark contrast against the luminous night. Wisps of smoke curl gently from its chimneys, hinting at a life that persists within its ancient walls. In the distance, the faint outline of a sleeping village can be seen nestled amongst the trees, its windows dark and silent. The overall atmosphere should be one of tranquility and peace, a timeless scene where history whispers on the midnight breeze.
    Surreal digital art image, Buildings resembling melting candles, Dark and quiet city night, Soft glowing light, Mysterious purple sky, Tall buildings casting long shadows, Concrete jungle, Silent conversation between strangers, Subtle reflections on wet streets, Dripping wax effects, Melancholic atmosphere, Film grain texture, Cinematic lighting
    Oriental painting style, Digital art, Floating lanterns, Mystical atmosphere, Mysterious letter, No return address, Asian calligraphy, Night scene, Japanese ink wash painting, Moonlit lake, Bamboo forest, Silent night, Tranquil water, Serene, Peaceful, Calm, Quiet, Forest path, Red lanterns, Golden lanterns, Paper lanterns, Oriental architecture, Wooden bridge, Autumn leaves, Fall foliage, China, Japan, Silent night, Calm, Reflection, Shadows, Dimly lit, Soft light, Blue hour, Forest, Mountain, River, Lake, Bamboo, Wisteria, Blossoms, Cherry blossoms, Sakura, Maple tree, Aesthetics, Wabi-sabi, Beauty, Artwork, Illustration, Painting, Drawing, Concept art, Fantasy, Whimsical, Enchanting, Magical, Charming, Delicate, Graceful, Elegant, Poetic, Romantic, Sentimental, Nostalgic, Authentic, Genuine, Pure, Simple, Minimalist, Subtle, Understated, Stylized, Artistic, Creative, Expressive, Original, Unique, Exquisite, Refined, Masterpiece, Vibrant, Lively, Dynamic, Emotional, Heartfelt, Soulful, Inspiring, Uplifting, Captivating, Engrossing, Alluring, Entrancing, Magical, Whimsical, Fanciful, Dreamlike, Surreal, Imaginative, Inventive, Innovative, Revolutionary, Avant-garde, Cutting-edge, Groundbreaking, Unprecedented, Trailblazing, Visionary, Pioneering, Unconventional, Radical, Progressive, Futuristic, Modern, Contemporary, Timeless, Eternal, Universal, Iconic, Legendary, Mythical, Ethereal, Transcendental, Spiritual, Sacred, Divine, Godly, Celestial, Otherworldly, Mystical, Enigmatic, Esoteric, Arcane, Occult, Esotericism, Mysticism, Occultism
    Obscurity hides the plateau
Stars darkened at their place
Nanna's glowing above
Illuminates the silent scenery
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
From the mountains of dawn they cry
The call of the frantic god
From the womb of mother earth they scream
The wage of creation and sin
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
"The sleeping lord awakes
Tiamat pulls on her chains
The blind phantom rages
Azag-Thoth Howls
Vibrations at the black ethers edge
As nocturnal fear penetrates the land
Ecstatical celebrations at their zenith
The seven sharpen their claws"
Winds emerge from the east
Deep dark water moves
Even the cold moon eclipses
When they adore the dog-faced-beast
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
As they admit the infernal tide
The eye on the throne derides
The old gods and their tribes
In chaos Tiamat laughs pride.
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
    In a forgotten village where every Halloween, an ancient entity awakens from the depths of the cursed forest. The Hollowed Harbinger stands over seven feet tall, cloaked in tattered, rotting robes that seem to blend into the shadows. Its face is a cracked, hollow pumpkin, glowing with a malevolent green light, and its jagged mouth twists into a perpetual grin of agony. Black, twisted vines snake out from its body, pulsing with dark magic. The Harbinger wields a massive rusted scythe, its blade stained with the souls it has harvested.

Legend has it that this terrifying creature was once a betrayed soul seeking revenge, but it has since become a vengeful force of nature. It roams the town, silently hunting anyone who dares venture too close to the cursed woods on Halloween night. Its presence brings an eerie silence, and the air turns cold as the sound of its slow, dragging steps grows louder, the scent of decay preceding its arrival. Those who meet its gaze are said to be marked, their souls bound to the Harbinger for eternity, destined to become part of its twisted army of the damned
    Renaissance oil painting. Dark, silent room. A young woman sleeps in bed, her face serene yet fragile, with delicate features illuminated by the flickering candlelight. Her skin is pale and smooth, contrasting with the deep shadows that frame her closed eyes and slightly parted lips. Beside her on the bed sits a skeletal demon with glowing, hollow eyes and a maw of razor-sharp teeth. Its long, clawed fingers drip with darkness, radiating an aura of pure dread. The only source of light is the soft, dim glow of candles standing on a night stand, casting faint, silvery shadows that stretch across the floor and walls.
    Obscurity hides the plateau
Stars darkened at their place
Nanna's glowing above
Illuminates the silent scenery
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
From the mountains of dawn they cry
The call of the frantic god
From the womb of mother earth they scream
The wage of creation and sin
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
"The sleeping lord awakes
Tiamat pulls on her chains
The blind phantom rages
Azag-Thoth Howls
Vibrations at the black ethers edge
As nocturnal fear penetrates the land
Ecstatical celebrations at their zenith
The seven sharpen their claws"
Winds emerge from the east
Deep dark water moves
Even the cold moon eclipses
When they adore the dog-faced-beast
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
As they admit the infernal tide
The eye on the throne derides
The old gods and their tribes
In chaos Tiamat laughs pride.
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
    (silent ninja) korean mature __cof-basemodel/gender-no-hair__, black hair, hairbun, dark brown eyes, wearing a ninja wearing a ninja headband, dark red ninja gi with a tiger motif, shadow pants, stealth shoes, arm guards,, set in  Ninja Academy, Classroom with scrolls lining the walls, training weapons on display, young ninjas practicing techniques, a teacher instructing from a raised platform, a chalkboard covered in kanji characters  , at night,
    (((masterpiece))),(((best quality))), A majestic snow leopard strides gracefully across a pristine snowy landscape, its fur glistening in the soft moonlight. The scene is captured in a ((Cinematic Still-Shot)), emphasizing the silent, powerful grace of the animal. The image is rendered in the style of a ((Digital Painting)), with ((hyperrealistic details)), including the intricate patterns of the leopard's fur and the sparkling snowflakes. The mood is serene and ((awe-inspiring)), with a ((luminous)) aurora borealis illuminating the night sky in the background, adding a magical touch to the winter wonderland., ultra fine detailed, photo realistic, best quality, masterpiece, high contrast, stunning, gorgeous
    masterpiece, fine details, perfect hands, perfect eyes, 32k, (at night), dark, Rosewood, Dutch braid with lavender streaks., Baroque Style, Wearing Shadow dancer Attire that melds with the darkness, a cloak that billows like smoke, movements that are as silent and swift as the wind, the background is a the inside of elegant church lit by the moonlight,
    Imagine a hauntingly beautiful landscape bathed in the cool, ethereal glow of a full moon. The inky blackness of the night sky is dusted with a million twinkling stars, their faint light barely reaching the valley below. Lush, rolling hills unfurl beneath a blanket of mist, obscuring the base of a lone, medieval castle that pierces the veil. The castle, constructed from a dark, aged stone that seems to absorb the moonlight, stands proudly atop the highest hill, its silhouette a stark contrast against the luminous night. Wisps of smoke curl gently from its chimneys, hinting at a life that persists within its ancient walls. In the distance, the faint outline of a sleeping village can be seen nestled amongst the trees, its windows dark and silent. The overall atmosphere should be one of tranquility and peace, a timeless scene where history whispers on the midnight breeze.
    Obscurity hides the plateau
Stars darkened at their place
Nanna's glowing above
Illuminates the silent scenery
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
From the mountains of dawn they cry
The call of the frantic god
From the womb of mother earth they scream
The wage of creation and sin
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
"The sleeping lord awakes
Tiamat pulls on her chains
The blind phantom rages
Azag-Thoth Howls
Vibrations at the black ethers edge
As nocturnal fear penetrates the land
Ecstatical celebrations at their zenith
The seven sharpen their claws"
Winds emerge from the east
Deep dark water moves
Even the cold moon eclipses
When they adore the dog-faced-beast
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail
As they admit the infernal tide
The eye on the throne derides
The old gods and their tribes
In chaos Tiamat laughs pride.
Seven they are-Yeziti's Call
Aeon of night-Eager to prevail

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