vicgoth, A haunting presence shrouded in frayed shadows lingers atop a desolate hill, cloaked in a thick veil of night. Its silhouette is ambiguous, with an empty expanse where a face might be, and elongated limbs that twist unnaturally toward the sky. Wisps of fog swirl in a frantic dance, obscuring skeletal trees that stretch like ancient sentinels around the figure. The air is laden with a palpable sense of dread, punctuated by the echo of distant, ghostly murmurs that seem to rise from the earth itself. Fleeting glimpses of movement skitter in the periphery, creating an unsettling atmosphere where reality and nightmare intertwine, leaving a lingering chill that claws at the edges of sanity., <lora:victoriangothic_v50_rank64_bf16-step01500:1>
