here is the modified prompt: in a desolate, twilight realm where skeletal trees loom like sentinels and vines hang limp as lifeless tentacles, an enigmatic sorceress hunches over a dimly pulsing crystal pedestal, its facets reflecting the faint, sickly glow of fireflies that flicker like dying embers. the wilted petals of rare flowers wither around her, releasing a morbid scent that clings to the damp air. a crescent moon, hung low in the sky, casts an eerie, yellowish light upon her gaunt face, as if illuminating the very essence of decay and despair. her eyes burn with a desperate intensity, as she summons forth a swirling vortex of discordant energies, weaving a tapestry of dark forces that will shatter the fragile balance of this forsaken realm., <lora:sdxl_lightning_8step_lora.safetensors:0.6>