(papercut collage) of in the heart of a lush rice paddy, where the golden grain sways gently in the breeze, stands the hound of death, its piercing gaze seeming to draw in the very soul of the viewer. its fur, a deep, burnished red, shimmers like polished copper as it moves with sinuous ease across the verdant landscape. the air is heavy with the scent of blooming lotus and the distant tang of incense, imbuing the atmosphere with an aura of forbidden desire. a 30 year old woman, her raven tresses cascading down her back like a waterfall of night, stands before the hound, her eyes locked in a sultry gaze that seems to dare the beast to come closer. her skin glows with a subtle shiny, as if kissed by the moon itself, and her full lips seem to whisper secrets only known to the gods. the hound's tail twitches, its tip writhing like a serpent as it senses the woman's presence, and the air is charged with an electric tension that seems to vibrate through every molecule. the rice paddy itself appears to be alive, the plants seeming to lean in, as if drawn by some unseen force, their delicate tendrils curling around the hound's legs like lovers' caresses. in this sultry, dreamlike tableau, time stands still, and all that remains is the promise of a forbidden encounter, one that will unleash passions long dormant and leave only the echoes of sweet surrender in its wake. . (mixed media, textured paper, overlapping, asymmetrical, abstract, vibrant), <lora:sdxl_lightning_8step_lora.safetensors:0.7>