【AI】隠れ場なし【midjourney】

The woman’s body slowly turns into a zombie; she watches in sorrow, weeping, screaming, sobbing, drowning in despair. Her fingertips turn pale and rough, her toes darken and lose all feeling, a surge of dread and sobs rises in her chest, her arms cold as she clutches her knees, her sobs twisting into screams until her throat aches as if torn, her vision blurs with tears as she fears to look in the mirror, despair tightens around her chest, her heartbeat weakens, and the terror of losing herself and the crushing loneliness grow stronger. --ar 3:4 --exp 1 --oref https://s.mj.run/46tWsJdTCa0 --ow 400 --stylize 300 --v 7