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Mark Parrish

Mark Parrish

Model: OpenArt SDXL

Prompt:

A 50 feet tall, haunting, ominous, eerie, shadowy white, slender, cloaked, very narrow figure, hovering over the ocean during a fierce storm. style of Beksinski
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 1566046981
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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