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Prompt: There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, and the sea's asleep, and the rivers dream; people made of smoke and cities made of song
nish008

nish008

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There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, and the sea's asleep, and the rivers dream; people made of smoke and cities made of song
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 1248713163
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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