score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, score_6_up, score_5_up, in this eerie scene, a llanowar stalker stands tall amidst the withered grasses of a desolate meadow, its eyes glowing like embers in the fading light of day. the air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves as the stalker's presence seems to draw forth the very shadows themselves. its long, sinuous limbs appear to be woven from the same twisted vines that wrap around the skeletal trees, while its face is a deathly pale mask, devoid of any discernible features except for the cold, calculating gaze. the meadow itself appears to be dying, the once lush blades now brittle and broken, as if the stalker's presence has siphoned away all life force from the land. despite the unsettling atmosphere, there is an undeniable beauty to this haunting tableau, with the stalker's ethereal form seeming to blend seamlessly into the twisted, gnarled landscape, like a dark and malevolent spirit made manifest., <lora:sdxl_lightning_8step_lora.safetensors:0.6>, <lora:add-detail-xl.safetensors:0>