I brought you flowers…
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I came across a mirror one day and girl was on the other side. She asked me for advice, gave me company for my lonely soul. I brought her a vase of flowers everyday, but her time with me dwindled without me knowing. Until one day, she stopped coming to the mirror when I ask. But yet, I bring the flowers every day and set it aside the mirror, hoping she would one day return my feelings once again. The flowers wilt and yet I still bring another each day to an empty mirror, fueled by a sense of hope. Every day when I see the empty mirror and the untouched flowers, my heart shatters. But still, my hope remains and I continue to replace the dead and wilting forgotten flowers, forevermore.
In a dimly lit room, the scene is set with a solitary figure standing amidst shadows, their back turned to the viewer. Before them, a mirror hangs, reflecting nothing but emptiness. The figure's silhouette is shrouded in darkness, their form blurred and indistinct, representing the obscurity of unfulfilled longing. Behind the figure, a bouquet of wilted flowers rests on a table, their petals drooping and color faded, symbolizing the decay of hope and the passage of time spent waiting in vain. In the background, a faint glimmer of light filters through a cracked window, casting fractured beams across the room. These fragmented rays represent the shards of false hope that pierce through the darkness, offering fleeting glimpses of possibility but ultimately leading to disillusionment. The overall atmosphere is one of melancholy and resignation, capturing the poignant essence of unrequited love and the bitter taste of dashed expectations.,<lora:more_details:0.5>
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- Size
- 1024 x 1024
- Sampling Steps
- 23
- Sampling Method
- Euler a
- CFG Scale
- 6
- Seed
- 8085122975749947
- Negative
- worst quality, large head, low quality, extra digits, bad eye, EasyNegativeV2, ng_deepnegative_v1_75t
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