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Prompt: With trembling paws, she reopened the tome. The pages fluttered in an unseen breeze, revealing ancient diagrams and incantations that sang of the tempest's creation. Leona's eyes widened as she read of the Great Sundering, a time when the gods had split a single world into countless planes to save it from the Phyrexian scourge. The tempest was born from the agony of that world's shattering, a living embodiment of its fury and loss.
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Width: 512
Height: 512
Scale: 2
Steps: 25
Seed: 1405368920
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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