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Resting atop a polished obsidian pedestal, a butterfly with shimmering, stained-glass wings flutters gently, its translucent panes glowing from within. The delicate wings are an intricate mosaic of blues, purples, and oranges, their edges lined with a thread of molten gold that flickers like candlelight. Every movement sends ripples of color through the air, casting reflections like liquid fire onto the surrounding surfaces. Its body, a slender, silver filament, pulses faintly with a soft, inner warmth, as though carrying the last embers of a dying star. Tiny motes of light drift from its wings, dissolving into nothingness like forgotten dreams. The air around it is warm, carrying the faint scent of burning incense and something indescribably ancient. The pedestal beneath is etched with swirling runes, their edges worn with time, suggesting this creature has rested here for countless ages. In the distance, faint echoes of wind chimes ring, though no breeze stirs the still air. It is a being of ephemeral beauty, a fusion of fragile glass and eternal fire. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:sxz-Vintage-Fantasy-Flux:0.45><lora:n30nfilm:0.8><lora:lith_mimosa_kiel_grw134_FLUX:0.45><lora:DreamArtFluxV1.0:0.55><lora:shrooms-house-000012:0.3>