A colossal living mountain, its peaks adorned with ancient temples and forgotten
A colossal living mountain, its peaks adorned with ancient temples and forgotten shrines, floats through a sky of swirling mist and silent prayers, dragging a forgotten city of spires and shadows. The heavens are a fractured canvas, with one half ablaze with the silent roar of a cosmic storm and the other a tranquil expanse of shimmering nebulae and frozen whispers. Below, a sprawling metropolis, built into the heart of a colossal, petrified beast, slowly dissolves into a river of solidified sorrow, where spectral fish swim through inverted forests of crystal and bone. Gigantic, feathered serpents glide through the air, their scales shimmering with ancient magic, while ethereal warriors on steeds of pure light navigate the unseen currents. A shaman, whose voice is woven from the threads of creation, battles a monstrous entity born from a forgotten curse, its form a shifting mosaic of shattered destinies and discordant prophecies. Islands of solidified dreams dissipate, releasing swarms of iridescent insects that become fleeting constellations as they ascend. A child with eyes like distant stars sits on a swing made of woven starlight, holding a miniature universe, as the fabric of space-time unravels around them like a tattered scroll.
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A colossal living mountain, its peaks adorned with ancient temples and forgotten shrines, floats through a sky of swirling mist and silent prayers, dragging a forgotten city of spires and shadows. The heavens are a fractured canvas, with one half ablaze with the silent roar of a cosmic storm and the other a tranquil expanse of shimmering nebulae and frozen whispers. Below, a sprawling metropolis, built into the heart of a colossal, petrified beast, slowly dissolves into a river of solidified sorrow, where spectral fish swim through inverted forests of crystal and bone. Gigantic, feathered serpents glide through the air, their scales shimmering with ancient magic, while ethereal warriors on steeds of pure light navigate the unseen currents. A shaman, whose voice is woven from the threads of creation, battles a monstrous entity born from a forgotten curse, its form a shifting mosaic of shattered destinies and discordant prophecies. Islands of solidified dreams dissipate, releasing swarms of iridescent insects that become fleeting constellations as they ascend. A child with eyes like distant stars sits on a swing made of woven starlight, holding a miniature universe, as the fabric of space-time unravels around them like a tattered scroll.
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