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"A high-resolution full body portrait of a stylish supermodel, mid-twenties walking toward the camera. She has golden blonde hair styled in loose waves that are caught in a strong breeze and captivating multi-toned eyes. She has slightly parted full pink lips that break into a smile during the scene. She wears a blue top, white skirt, and blue heels. The setting is a luxurious penthouse with a balcony offering a view of the Thames River and Tower Bridge at sunset. The image is captured with a Sony A1 50.1MP camera using a 120mm prime lens, exhibiting soft lighting and a warm golden glow."

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a cat by a river looks around quickly for mice, the breaths normally, the water has gentle ripples, the cats tail moves quickly in anticipation, lights flicker across the river

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There was a famine so great, the sun turned away. (Rivers stagnated:1.7). The wind carried the cries of the starving. The people of the Hollow Lands had to obey the Edict: "Winnow away the heads. Preserve the bodies.". The sacred ritual raised whispers from beneath the earth. Their bodies changed, their scent thickened, musky and metallic, and the hunger inside them turned into something powerful. They grew stronger, faster. They no longer feared the creatures that lurked in the dark, the ancient Morimo, whose (long fingers crept into their dreams:1.9), nor the Great Manes, the restless dead who wailed from the vast pit in the North. As the ritual spread, the ground trembled. The bodies, headless, preserved, waiting, became altars of transformation. And the deeper they dug, the more they found. The soil was not empty; it was filled with bones, with old hunger, with something watching from beneath. Were they consuming power, or was something consuming them? In the style of Joao Ruas.

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A woman looks out over a river and watches boats as they travel along the river, clouds move across the sky

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An alien with three legs walks along an alien river, alien birds fly in the sky, A giant orange sun is in the sky. gentle ripples cover the river, strange alien trees sway in the wind

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a woman in grief sits on the bank of river as the grim reaper feels sorrow for her, gentle ripples cross the river, the wind blows their clothes

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A woman looks out over a river and watches boats as they travel along the river

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The camera moves along the bank of a river in the morning

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Camera zooms in on her chest and arms as lightning surges through her tattoos like living rivers of fire. Pulls back suddenly to show shockwaves rippling across the stormy sea. Cut to overhead shot, showing Thor Katla as the eye of lightning, waves breaking outward from her.

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There was a famine so great, the sun turned away. (Rivers stagnated:1.7). The wind carried the cries of the starving. The people of the Hollow Lands had to obey the Edict: "Winnow away the heads. Preserve the bodies.". The sacred ritual raised whispers from beneath the earth. Their bodies changed, their scent thickened, musky and metallic, and the hunger inside them turned into something powerful. They grew stronger, faster. They no longer feared the creatures that lurked in the dark, the ancient Morimo, whose (long fingers crept into their dreams:1.9), nor the Great Manes, the restless dead who wailed from the vast pit in the North. As the ritual spread, the ground trembled. The bodies, headless, preserved, waiting, became altars of transformation. And the deeper they dug, the more they found. The soil was not empty; it was filled with bones, with old hunger, with something watching from beneath. Were they consuming power, or was something consuming them? In the style of Joao Ruas.

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Cinematic, river flow, petals showers, subtle

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Water flows over rocks in a river

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Cinematographic photography of Rolo and Juanchito, sitting near the river, medium shot, side profile, of Rolo's face, muted tones, same color and lighting as Rolo.

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aircraft move through the sky towards the camera as people walk on the street, boats move down the river

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aircraft move through the sky towards the camera as people walk on the street, boats move down the river

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the wilderness and rivers Babalú Ayé Erinlẹ̀ Èṣù, trickster, the one who misleads at crossroads and knows duality, beginnings, travelers, fertility and death Ibeji most violent Kokou Ọbàtálá the maker of human bodies

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There was a famine so great, the sun turned away. (Rivers stagnated:1.7). The wind carried the cries of the starving. The people of the Hollow Lands had to obey the Edict: "Winnow away the heads. Preserve the bodies.". The sacred ritual raised whispers from beneath the earth. Their bodies changed, their scent thickened, musky and metallic, and the hunger inside them turned into something powerful. They grew stronger, faster. They no longer feared the creatures that lurked in the dark, the ancient Morimo, whose (long fingers crept into their dreams:1.9), nor the Great Manes, the restless dead who wailed from the vast pit in the North. As the ritual spread, the ground trembled. The bodies, headless, preserved, waiting, became altars of transformation. And the deeper they dug, the more they found. The soil was not empty; it was filled with bones, with old hunger, with something watching from beneath. Were they consuming power, or was something consuming them? In the style of Joao Ruas.

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Born baby while crying flow in river sitting in a basket, camera follows baby

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The climax video: Thor Katla ascends fully as the embodiment of the storm. Lightning cascades down from the heavens, converging into her crown, splitting into arcs that blaze outward into the sky. Her entire body glows with rivers of light under her skin, golden veins alive and shifting like a living circulatory system. She spreads her arms wide as waves crash against her waist, her storm-blue crystalline eyes burning like lightning itself. The camera cranes upward in a cinematic reveal, showing her framed by a violent ocean and a sky split with divine lightning. Ultra-photorealistic, IMAX storm atmosphere, raw, alive, no digital flatness.

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A mother with her born baby walking near river in a jungle

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There was a famine so great, the sun turned away. (Rivers stagnated:1.7). The wind carried the cries of the starving. The people of the Hollow Lands had to obey the Edict: "Winnow away the heads. Preserve the bodies.". The sacred ritual raised whispers from beneath the earth. Their bodies changed, their scent thickened, musky and metallic, and the hunger inside them turned into something powerful. They grew stronger, faster. They no longer feared the creatures that lurked in the dark, the ancient Morimo, whose (long fingers crept into their dreams:1.9), nor the Great Manes, the restless dead who wailed from the vast pit in the North. As the ritual spread, the ground trembled. The bodies, headless, preserved, waiting, became altars of transformation. And the deeper they dug, the more they found. The soil was not empty; it was filled with bones, with old hunger, with something watching from beneath. Were they consuming power, or was something consuming them? In the style of Joao Ruas.

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