In the style of 240_mado, The image is a digital drawing in an anime style
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In the style of 240_mado, The image is a digital drawing in an anime style,In a haunting, ethereal scene, an otherworldly parade winds its way through a mist-shrouded forest, led by a traditional Japanese Meiko. She is dressed in a beautifully ornate, blood-red kimono with intricate gold and black patterns, her face pale and expressionless, framed by perfectly styled black hair adorned with kanzashi hairpins. Her dark eyes are filled with an eerie calm as she leads the parade with grace, holding a paper lantern that flickers with an unnatural, ghostly light. Behind her, a procession of Japanese yokai follows in eerie silence. Tengu with sharp beaks and wings loom above, while mischievous Kitsune with multiple tails slink through the shadows. Strange, twisted formsâlike the long-necked Rokurokubi and the hopping, one-legged Karakasaâmove in rhythmic, unsettling unison. The path is lit by floating, spectral lanterns, casting an otherworldly glow over the twisted, gnarled trees that frame this eerie, spectral march.
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In the style of 240_mado, The image is a digital drawing in an anime style,In a haunting, ethereal scene, an otherworldly parade winds its way through a mist-shrouded forest, led by a traditional Japanese Meiko. She is dressed in a beautifully ornate, blood-red kimono with intricate gold and black patterns, her face pale and expressionless, framed by perfectly styled black hair adorned with kanzashi hairpins. Her dark eyes are filled with an eerie calm as she leads the parade with grace, holding a paper lantern that flickers with an unnatural, ghostly light. Behind her, a procession of Japanese yokai follows in eerie silence. Tengu with sharp beaks and wings loom above, while mischievous Kitsune with multiple tails slink through the shadows. Strange, twisted formsâlike the long-necked Rokurokubi and the hopping, one-legged Karakasaâmove in rhythmic, unsettling unison. The path is lit by floating, spectral lanterns, casting an otherworldly glow over the twisted, gnarled trees that frame this eerie, spectral march.
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