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Ultra minimalist subtle style of "I held the power of a dying sun I climb the altar and I claim my place as God Circle with me Circle with me This could all be yours Feel the weight of a martyr It could all be yours if you echo birds of prey Traitor cut down the altar It could all be yours, vultures circling the flame"
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A beautiful woman's face, glowing with ethereal beauty, slowly starting to burn like a log of wood. One side of her face is transformed into the texture of charred, burnt wood, with the skin appearing cracked and ashen, like the surface of a fire-damaged log. The wood-like texture has deep, dark grooves and glowing ember-like spots. On the other side, her face remains untouched, radiant, symbolizing the contrast between time's beauty and its inevitable destruction. The flames begin at the edge of the unburned side, curling into smoke, and gently consume her features, representing the passage of time and how it relentlessly burns us all.
