From the shadows of the west tower the Beast watched her His amber eyes narrowed

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Model: Flux Dev
Prompt: From the shadows of the west tower, the Beast watched her. His amber eyes narrowed, claws flexing against the stone sill, fur bristling with a hunger he loathed. She was a trespasser, a fragile thing with raven hair and a camera that mocked his prison. Judith, the village whispered her name, an artist drawn to ruins. Why is she here? To gawk, to plunder his misery with her lens, like the others who’d come and fled—or worse. His growl rumbled low, a warning swallowed by the castle’s hush. Yet he didn’t move. Not yet.
Resolution: 1:1