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Steven M. Tilley

Steven M. Tilley

Model: OpenArt SDXL

Prompt:

"The mountain stood out, bold and clear against the sky, its towering crags and deep ravines filled with mystery and beauty." Robert Louis Stevenson, Treasure Island (1883)

Negative prompt:

Robert Louis Stevenson, Treasure Island (1883)
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 15
Steps: 100
Seed: 1781269893
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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