Here is the combined image generation prompt: "a disorienting haze wraps around
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here is the combined image generation prompt: "a disorienting haze wraps around a mystical metropolis, where crumbling skyscrapers like skeletal fingers pierce the dark sky, their windows aglow with an eerie, pulsing green light that seems to seep from the very walls themselves. the streets are slick with grime and viscous sludge, as if the city's own life force was slowly ebbing away. amidst this desolate landscape, a 47 year old feline guardian stands watch, its eyes aglow like lanterns in the dark. its fur is a matted mix of gray and yellow, blending seamlessly with the surrounding decay. the air is heavy with the scent of damp earth, decay, and stagnation, as the clock tower looms in the distance, its face shrouded in mist and shadow. in the distance, the maddening whine of distant machinery and the mournful dirge of the city's suffering seem to emanate from the very heart of the metropolis itself, while the pale light of a sickly sun rises over the scene, casting an unsettling glow over the twisted metal pipes and crumbling concrete walls that seem to blur together like a fevered dream.", <lora:sdxl_lightning_8step_lora.safetensors:0.9>
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here is the combined image generation prompt: "a disorienting haze wraps around a mystical metropolis, where crumbling skyscrapers like skeletal fingers pierce the dark sky, their windows aglow with an eerie, pulsing green light that seems to seep from the very walls themselves. the streets are slick with grime and viscous sludge, as if the city's own life force was slowly ebbing away. amidst this desolate landscape, a 47 year old feline guardian stands watch, its eyes aglow like lanterns in the dark. its fur is a matted mix of gray and yellow, blending seamlessly with the surrounding decay. the air is heavy with the scent of damp earth, decay, and stagnation, as the clock tower looms in the distance, its face shrouded in mist and shadow. in the distance, the maddening whine of distant machinery and the mournful dirge of the city's suffering seem to emanate from the very heart of the metropolis itself, while the pale light of a sickly sun rises over the scene, casting an unsettling glow over the twisted metal pipes and crumbling concrete walls that seem to blur together like a fevered dream.", <lora:sdxl_lightning_8step_lora.safetensors:0.9>
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