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The Haunted Mansion of Ravenswood (Edition #22)

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Name: The Haunted Mansion of Ravenswood Description: The Whispering Widow of Ravenswood Manor** As you approach the crumbling mansion, the trees surrounding it seem to lean in, as if sharing a dark secret. The wind whispers eerie melodies through the branches, making the leaves rustle like skeletal fingers. The once-grand entrance, now overgrown with ivy and moss, creaks ominously in the gentle breeze. You push open the creaking door, and a chill runs down your spine as you step into the musty foyer. The air is thick with the scent of decay and rot. Cobwebs cling to the chandelier, and the walls seem to press in on you, as if trying to suffocate you. As you venture deeper into the mansion, you notice a faint whispering in your ear. Its a soft, raspy voice, speaking in hushed tones. The words are indistinguishable, but the malevolent intent is clear. You feel a presence behind you, and turn to see a figure in a tattered, black gown, her face deathly pale and gaunt. Her eyes, sunken and empty, seem to bore into your soul. The whispering grows louder, more urgent, as the ghostly figure begins to move closer. Her bony fingers reach out, grasping for you, and you feel an icy chill run down your spine. The air is heavy with the scent of decay and death, and you cant shake the feeling that youre being slowly consumed by the darkness. As you try to flee, the walls seem to shift and twist around you, making it impossible to find a way out. The whispering grows louder, more intense, until its almost deafening. The ghostly figure looms closer, her eyes burning with a malevolent intensity. Suddenly, the lights flicker and die, plunging you into darkness. The whispering stops, and the silence is oppressive, heavy with anticipation. Youre trapped, alone and helpless, at the mercy of the vengeful spirit. And then, the whispering begins again, softer this time, but with a newfound menace. The ghostly figure begins to move closer, her cold breath on the back of your neck, her bony fingers reaching out to claim you... Twitter Handle: kikochan This image was submitted for Theta EdgeCloud GenAI Art Contest Series 1 in May/June 2024. A portion of proceeds generated from secondary market sales will be donated to Foundation for Contemporary Arts (https://www.foundationforcontemporaryarts.org/about/ ) to encourage, sponsor, and promote innovative work in the arts created and presented by individuals, groups, and organizations. Try generating one yourself at https://www.thetaedgecloud.com/ai-showcase Prompt & Parameters: prompt: The Whispering Widow of Ravenswood Manor** As you approach the crumbling mansion, the trees surrounding it seem to lean in, as if sharing a dark secret. The wind whispers eerie melodies through the branches, making the leaves rustle like skeletal fingers. The once-grand entrance, now overgrown with ivy and moss, creaks ominously in the gentle breeze. You push open the creaking door, and a chill runs down your spine as you step into the musty foyer. The air is thick with the scent of decay and rot. Cobwebs cling to the chandelier, and the walls seem to press in on you, as if trying to suffocate you. As you venture deeper into the mansion, you notice a faint whispering in your ear. Its a soft, raspy voice, speaking in hushed tones. The words are indistinguishable, but the malevolent intent is clear. You feel a presence behind you, and turn to see a figure in a tattered, black gown, her face deathly pale and gaunt. Her eyes, sunken and empty, seem to bore into your soul. The whispering grows louder, more urgent, as the ghostly figure begins to move closer. Her bony fingers reach out, grasping for you, and you feel an icy chill run down your spine. The air is heavy with the scent of decay and death, and you cant shake the feeling that youre being slowly consumed by the darkness. As you try to flee, the walls seem to shift and twist around you, making it impossible to find a way out. The whispering grows louder, more intense, until its almost deafening. The ghostly figure looms closer, her eyes burning with a malevolent intensity. Suddenly, the lights flicker and die, plunging you into darkness. The whispering stops, and the silence is oppressive, heavy with anticipation. Youre trapped, alone and helpless, at the mercy of the vengeful spirit. And then, the whispering begins again, softer this time, but with a newfound menace. The ghostly figure begins to move closer, her cold breath on the back of your neck, her bony fingers reaching out to claim you... Parameter: Model stable-diffusion-turbo-vision guidanceScale 8 steps 25 seed 1067277458007 width 512 height 512

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