𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒖𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑹𝒆𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 She walks the alley the way the rain does—without permission, without hurry. One eye is still hers. The other is a cracked implant that won’t stop bleeding blue light into the dark. Wires crawl from her neck like veins that forgot they were supposed to stay inside. Every step sends ripples through the neon-slicked puddles, and in those ripples she is not the woman above them. Something older and wrong stares back, mouth open, shape unfinished. The signs around her used to sell things. Now they stutter. Cyan flickers into magenta, then into error codes, then into faces that look like they’re screaming through static. She doesn’t look up. She already knows what they say. Behind her, the city keeps pretending it’s still whole. Ahead of her, the alley narrows into pure signal noise. She keeps walking. --------------------------------------------- My Entry for: - #CyberTuesdayAI by @JackTheRip77160 Video made on @MageSpace_ SFW illustration. No nudity or suggestive intent. #AIart #magespace #TreatsTeasesTerrors

QT with your graffiti 🫟 Thanks @RavisseArt for the share! ------------------------------------ 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒍𝒔 In the parts of the city the neon barely reaches, she leaves her marks. Not paint. Not spray. Just light pulled from her hands and pressed into brick until it stays. The runes bloom under her fingers—sharp, luminous, half-warning and half-invitation. Sparks scatter across the alley as she works, catching on the edges of her hoodie and the torn fabric at her thighs. She doesn’t rush. The wall already knows her style. Somewhere above, a sign flickers and dies. She doesn’t look up. The city keeps its secrets, and so does she. One more sigil, one more corner claimed in quiet magic, and she’ll disappear again before the glow fades. ------------------------------------ Video made on @MageSpace_ SFW illustration. No nudity or suggestive intent. #AIart #magespace