Night, melancholic succubus, seated gracefully at a tea table atop her towering

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Night, melancholic succubus, seated gracefully at a tea table atop her towering citadel. She gazes pensively across the vast desert expanse below. The scene is bathed in a surreal, ethereal red glow, with shadows dancing around her in the soft, golden light. The tea table with delicate porcelain cups and steaming teapot, wisps of mist curl lazily. Her skin is porcelain, her hair is midnight black, taloned fingers, small demonic wings, demonic tail. Dark robes, silver circlet.

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