/imagine prompt: Imagine a hauntingly beautiful seascape at dusk, where the last glow of sunlight has faded into the horizon, leaving the sky a deep shade of blue. The waves gently lap against the shore, taking with them memories of distant lands and forgotten dreams. A lone figure stands on the edge of a cliff overlooking the sea, the wind whipping its hair and clothes into a frenzy. In the distance, the silhouette of a ship can be seen, its sails billowing in the wind. The person on the cliff sighs, as if recognizing that the ship carries away a piece of their heart with it, leaving them stranded on this wind-swept coastline. The horse on the old road nearby is a silent witness to this scene, its skinny frame and tired eyes a poignant reflection of the traveler’s plight.:: --ar 1:1 --v 5.1
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