The Eye of the Storm: A young woman with flowing auburn hair sits calmly in an old cradle, her pale pink dress billowing in the stormy wind. Her fair skin looked almost delicate against the dark sky, her medium breasts, illuminated by flashes of lightning. The submerged city below churned with waves as the rain began to fall heavily, yet he remained motionless, his hands gripping the swing chain. He looked forward with an expression of calm fortitude, as if he were a calm eye in the chaos around him. A set of swings, barely surviving amid the rising water, swaying slowly as if defying the fury of the storm., photo, cinematic, poster, enthusiastic

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