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Midjourney_Whisper OBxiaoxiang In a misty cemetery, a Nazgul stands tall and ominous. His face is obscured beneath the shadows of a dark, tattered hood. The air around him is thick with fog, swirling at his feet. His flowing black cloak billows slightly, adding to his spectral presence. The angle is from below, looking up, emphasizing his looming, menacing stature. The gravestones around him are worn and cracked, partially shrouded by the mist. A chilling sense of dread fills the atmosphere. Directional lighting.