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a whisper of a flower made visible, like a single strand of spun moonlight that's somehow solidified. It's so minuscule, you can barely see it, existing more as a shimmer or a faint suggestion of form, so frail that even the slightest puff of air would cause it to shatter into a million glittering motes. It's the daintest, most intricate thing imaginable, a fleeting moment captured, so flimsy and weak it seems to teeter on the edge of non-existence like a dream – it would disintegrate under the slightest pressure, leaving nothing but an echo <lora:-_Chroma_-_a_flimsy_whisper_2.0:1.0>