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Prompt: air quality, clean air, fresh air, cool air, clear blue sky, few light feathery clouds, few birds afar. be creative. ocean horizon, sand bar
Lope Ben Porquis

Lope Ben Porquis

Model: OpenArt SDXL

Prompt:

air quality, clean air, fresh air, cool air, clear blue sky, few light feathery clouds, few birds afar. be creative. ocean horizon, sand bar

Negative prompt:

do not put sun on the sky
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 1918141724
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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