A Black Tale

A Black Tale

• Model: Photonic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: In the shadowed halls where whispers dwell, Lies a maiden bound by a sorrowful spell. Youth's bloom upon her, yet joy's denied, For her heart in darkness forever abides. A cursed maiden, her laughter turned to woe, Her path shrouded in an eternal throe. Upon her brow, a tiara black as night, A crown of sorrow, a beacon of blight. Though her eyes may glisten with tears unshed, And her steps may falter with the weight of dread, In her cursed plight, she finds a somber grace, A melancholy dance in this desolate space. Her beauty veiled in the depths of despair, Yet the darkness around her she's learned to wear. For in the glimmer of her tiara's mournful shine, Lies a tale of sorrow, a story divine. A cursed female in her youth's embrace, Bound by sadness, yet adorned with grace. Forever haunted by the shadows' call, Her heart's lament, the darkest of all.
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape