in the misty veil of dawn, a lone figure stood at the edge of a forgotten lake, where the water's surface reflected the eerie silence of the surrounding forest. the air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, as if the very land itself held secrets it was reluctant to surrender. a faint glow emanated from the figure's hands, casting an ethereal light upon the ripples on the lake's surface, which seemed to take on a life of their own, whispering ancient tales to the mist shrouded trees., <lora:sdxl_lightning_8step_lora.safetensors:0.6>