A seemingly peaceful meadow bathed in warm sunlight, but something is wrong. Large, jagged cracks run through the air itself, like a shattered mirror barely holding together. Pieces of the sky reflect different realities--one shows the meadow in autumn, another in winter, one is completely devoid of color. A tree in the distance splits into three versions of itself, each slightly different. At the center, a single empty chair stands, its shadow splitting in multiple directions, each one representing a different self. The world is fractured yet coexisting, an ever-shifting illusion of identities never fully aligning, professional photo AI generated
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