a ravaged silhouette materializes at the precipice of a parched, blackened landscape, shrouded by a noxious fog that clings to their decrepit garments like a living entity. the individual's appearance is a grotesque assemblage of tattered fabric and twisted ornaments, as if they had been stitched together from disparate parts of a macabre puppet. the stench of decay and corruption wafts through the air, punctuated by an otherworldly whisper that seems to sear the very fabric of reality., <lora:sdxl_lightning_8step_lora.safetensors:1>