A moonless night plunges the world into absolute darkness. The scene is shrouded

A moonless night plunges the world into absolute darkness. The scene is shrouded in shadows so thick they seem to swallow the light, leaving only vague outlines of a terrifying scenario. In the center of this darkness, an old, abandoned house emerges from the ground like an evil monolith. Your windows are empty eyes, reflecting only nothingness, and its half-open door seems to invite – or perhaps warn – those who dare to approach.The land around the house is a tangle of tall weeds, that whisper uneasily in the wind, as if they shared forbidden secrets. Between them, There's a hooded figure, almost indistinguishable from the darkness that surrounds it. His hood is so deep that his face remains completely hidden, a black spot in the middle of the night. In his pale, skeletal hands, she holds an old lantern, whose dim light barely illuminates the path ahead, but it is enough to reveal the glint of something shiny on his back – a sharp scythe, the blade reflecting an evil glow.The figure walks slowly, each step a heavy echo that reverberates in the deadly silence of the night. His movements are slow and calculated, as if she knows her target has nowhere to run. The suspense is suffocating, because the scene suggests that something terrible is about to happen, but what and when remains an agonizing mystery.The sky above is heavy with dark clouds, as if the universe itself conspired to extinguish all light. Silent lightning flashes in the distance, revealing for a few seconds a desolate and vast field, where nameless shadows seem to move at the edges of vision.The lantern, which should be a symbol of hope, here is a condemnation, its dim, flickering light a promise that the worst is yet to come. There is no sound, except for the occasional creaking of old boards, as if the house was alive, breathing along with the wind.The feeling of suspense grows with each moment, as if the air itself were charged with foreboding

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A moonless night plunges the world into absolute darkness . The scene is shrouded in shadows so thick they seem to swallow the light , leaving only vague outlines of a terrifying scenario . In the center of this darkness , an old , abandoned house emerges from the ground like an evil monolith . Your windows are empty eyes , reflecting only nothingness , and its half-open door seems to invite – or perhaps warn – those who dare to approach . The land around the house is a tangle of tall weeds , that whisper uneasily in the wind , as if they shared forbidden secrets . Between them , There's a hooded figure , almost indistinguishable from the darkness that surrounds it . His hood is so deep that his face remains completely hidden , a black spot in the middle of the night . In his pale , skeletal hands , she holds an old lantern , whose dim light barely illuminates the path ahead , but it is enough to reveal the glint of something shiny on his back – a sharp scythe , the blade reflecting an evil glow . The figure walks slowly , each step a heavy echo that reverberates in the deadly silence of the night . His movements are slow and calculated , as if she knows her target has nowhere to run . The suspense is suffocating , because the scene suggests that something terrible is about to happen , but what and when remains an agonizing mystery . The sky above is heavy with dark clouds , as if the universe itself conspired to extinguish all light . Silent lightning flashes in the distance , revealing for a few seconds a desolate and vast field , where nameless shadows seem to move at the edges of vision . The lantern , which should be a symbol of hope , here is a condemnation , its dim , flickering light a promise that the worst is yet to come . There is no sound , except for the occasional creaking of old boards , as if the house was alive , breathing along with the wind . The feeling of suspense grows with each moment , as if the air itself were charged with foreboding

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688X1024

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Aug 21, 2024

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Checkpoint & LoRA

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