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Prompt: "Double exposure reflected Digital watercolor Illustration of a summerscape sunset, by Carne Griffiths, Stylized watercolor art, Intricate, Complex contrast, HDR, Sharp, soft Cinematic Volumetric lighting, flowery pastel colours, wide long shot, perfect masterpiece
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Model: Stable Diffusion XL 1.0 (1024)

Prompt:

"Double exposure reflected Digital watercolor Illustration of a summerscape sunset, by Carne Gri...Show more

Negative prompt:

deformed, ugly, mutilated, disfigured, text, extra limbs, face cut, head cut, extra fingers, extr...Show more
Scale: 12
Steps: 25
Seed: 595490554
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Sampler: DPM Solver++

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