Арты из нейросети - 738⁠⁠

Промт: A quiet room where an old clock has stopped, its hands frozen in time. Dust coats every surface—shelves, books, a wooden desk—softening the shapes of long-forgotten objects. Sunlight filters through half-closed blinds, casting narrow stripes of warm light and deep shadow across the room. Dust motes drift slowly in the beams, and the air feels still, nostalgic, and slightly haunting, as if the moment has been preserved forever.

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