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« A fragile white figure, a pierrette, came out of dark wings,She wore a loose white blouse and pantaloons, with small black pompoms down the front. Her eyes were wide and black, her brows, whitened like the rest of her face, cast a startled inquiring shadow. She was half-clown, half-specter.  The pierrette froze in her tracks, then moved stiffly as if the air had congealed. She looked up at the clock; the hands moved backward, away from the red line; the pierrette laughed. The hands advanced once more with the finality of doom. There was a dazzle of purple light, a clap of thunder, an image of blazing white surf advancing to overcome the world. » midjourney_whisper_avant_couture DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting, mythp0rt,