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In the manner of Grimshaw's moonlit visions, inn courtyard at night with cobbles glistening under a hanging lantern, barrels and a handcart in shadow, the inn door open spilling warm light across the wet stones, moon silvering the roofline and the puddle by the gate, utterly empty of people, amber-and-silver grade with deep shadow corners, quiet threshold mood <lora:training_7185876-20260925062641375-snro:1>
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