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Prompt
A circular room where every spoken word never fades away, but instead joins an ethereal chorus that fills the air. The walls are covered in broken mirrors, but no reflection seems to be your own. A chandelier hangs in the center, emitting a flickering light as if trying to communicate. In one corner, there is a gramophone that spins endlessly, even though no one has put a record on it. Every step on the wooden floor creaks as if you are awakening something that has been dormant for centuries.
3 months ago
Model
FLUX.1
Guidance Scale
7
Dimensions
1280 × 720