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M4R130C, In a vibrant Venetian piazza under the soft, golden glow of the setting sun, a captivating woman with cascading brown hair adorned in a chic, off-white dress accessorized by a delicate silver necklace and matching bracelet, stands gracefully on cobblestone steps, her sandals subtly echoing the rhythm of the fading daylight. A backdrop of the iconic Doge's Palace and its grand bell tower casts an ethereal silhouette against the warm hues of twilight, as a solitary photographer captures this enchanting moment from a low angle, highlighting both the woman's poise and the intricate beauty of her surroundings.

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Zdzisław Beksinski style, oil painting, grotesque horror surrealism—A veiled widow draped in a funeral shroud of decayed lace stands before a crumbling cathedral, its skeletal spires piercing a sky thick with swirling, sulfuric clouds. Her hollow, porcelain-like face is cracked, as if time itself has worn her down, her empty sockets weeping black rivulets that stain the brittle fabric of her gown. In her trembling, claw-like hands, she clutches a withered bouquet of bone-white flowers, their petals disintegrating into the stagnant air. Around her, the cathedral walls breathe, formed from fused corpses, their anguished expressions frozen mid-scream, their twisted limbs entwined like roots of a rotting tree. The grand archway, where the once-majestic doors have long since turned to dust, yawns into an abyss lined with countless coffin-like recesses, each containing a shriveled husk, bound in rusted chains. At her feet, an enormous centipede, its body segmented with glossy, chitinous plates, slithers through a river of coagulated blood, its pincers twitching hungrily. The shattered stained-glass windows overhead flicker with an eerie, iridescent glow, casting fragmented, unnatural light patterns upon the ruinous ground. In the distance, twisted funeral towers lean precariously over an ashen wasteland, their bells long silent, their purpose long forgotten, yet the widow lingers as if waiting for a requiem that will never come.

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