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Postapocalyptic, Blade Runner, Minimalism dune,Surrealism ,Abstract sepia women, sand tornado, limited visibility

statue, doubles, twins, entangled fingers, Worst Quality, ugly, ugly face, watermarks, undetailed, unrealistic, double limbs, worst hands, worst body, Disfigured, double, twin, dialog, book, multiple fingers, deformed, deformity, ugliness, poorly drawn face, extra_limb, extra limbs, bad hands, wrong hands, poorly drawn hands, messy drawing, cropped head, bad anatomy, lowres, extra digit, fewer digit, worst quality, low quality, jpeg artifacts, watermark, missing fingers, cropped, poorly drawn

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SSD-1B

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In a desolate post-apocalyptic world, sepia women glide through swirling sand, their haunting grace echoing amidst destruction. Surrealism infuses my words as I delve into the minimalist setting, reflecting the bleak struggle for survival in a colorless, unforgiving landscape.
[kupka] The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Afrey stands sentinel upon the dune, etched skins shifting in their dying light. She is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. But her people remain, and while even one dwells in this town she will stand.Long she has kept her lonely vigil here, choosing a vantage apart where she may see and be unseen. Her keen eyes note every shadow, searching for any threat borne on the fading breeze. One hand rests lightl
[tattoo covered youthful warrior] The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Tarren Dustwalker stands sentinel upon the dune, inked flesh shifting in their dying light. He is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. Tarren's tattoos witness that long he has kept his lonely vigil here. His keen eyes note every grain of sand, searching for any threat borne on the fading breeze. One hand rests lightly upon the haft of his well-worn axe, callused fingers wrapping
the material form is no different from the void of shapeless emptiness; the material form is the same as emptiness, and emptiness the same as the material form.
The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Afrey stands sentinel upon the dune, etched skins shifting in their dying light. She is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. But her people remain, and while even one dwells in this town she will stand.Long she has kept her lonely vigil here, choosing a vantage apart where she may see and be unseen. Her keen eyes note every shadow, searching for any threat borne on the fading breeze. One hand rests lightly upon t
The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Afrey stands sentinel upon the dune, etched skins shifting in their dying light. She is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. But her people remain, and while even one dwells in this town she will stand.Long she has kept her lonely vigil here, choosing a vantage apart where she may see and be unseen. Her keen eyes note every shadow, searching for any threat borne on the fading breeze. One hand rests lightly upon t
[kupka] The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Afrey stands sentinel upon the dune, etched skins shifting in their dying light. She is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. But her people remain, and while even one dwells in this town she will stand.Long she has kept her lonely vigil here, choosing a vantage apart where she may see and be unseen. Her keen eyes note every shadow, searching for any threat borne on the fading breeze. One hand rests lightl
[kupka] The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Afrey stands sentinel upon the dune, etched skins shifting in their dying light. She is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. But her people remain, and while even one dwells in this town she will stand.Long she has kept her lonely vigil here, choosing a vantage apart where she may see and be unseen. Her keen eyes note every shadow, searching for any threat borne on the fading breeze. One hand rests lightl
[tattooed Tracey Adams] The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Tracey Adams stands sentinel upon the dune, etched skins shifting in their dying light. She is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. But her people remain, and while even one dwells in this town she will stand. Long she has kept her lonely vigil here, choosing a vantage apart where she may see and be unseen. Her keen eyes note every shadow, searching for any threat borne on the fading br
[tattoo covered youthful Tracey Adams] The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Tracey Adams stands sentinel upon the dune, etched skins shifting in their dying light. She is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. Tracey's tattoos witness that long she has kept her lonely vigil here, choosing a vantage apart where she may see and be unseen. Her keen eyes note every shadow, searching for any threat borne on the fading breeze. One hand rests lightly upon
[tattoo covered youthful sentinel] The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Tarren Dustwalker stands sentinel upon the dune, inked flesh shifting in their dying light. He is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. Tarren's tattoos witness that long he has kept his lonely vigil here. His keen eyes note every grain of sand, searching for any threat borne on the fading breeze. One hand rests lightly upon the haft of his well-worn axe, callused fingers wrappin
[kupka] The twin suns sink low on the horizon as Afrey stands sentinel upon the dune, etched skins shifting in their dying light. She is the last guardian of Tatooine now, all other Defenders fallen these past moons. But her people remain, and while even one dwells in this town she will stand.Long she has kept her lonely vigil here, choosing a vantage apart where she may see and be unseen. Her keen eyes note every shadow, searching for any threat borne on the fading breeze. One hand rests lightl
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