"moonlit galleon lies becalmed in a shroud of grey fog, its hull cracked and weathered, its sails torn and limp, surrounded by a morbid landscape of withered sea fans and skeletal trees, the stars above reduced to faint pinpricks through the perpetual gloom, as a lone, hooded figure stands at the helm, lost in thought amidst the stillness.", <lora:sdxl_lightning_8step_lora.safetensors:1>