ctmaker
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Red Sonja's weathered features are illuminated by a gentle, golden glow as she stands poised beside her sword on a weathered stone pedestal, the soft light highlighting the crevices and contours of her battle-hardened face. Her intense green eyes, lost in contemplation, appear to drill into the parched landscape before her, the desolate terrain unfolding like an endless canvas of untamed wildness stretching out beyond the worn stone pedestal.
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