null Lying on the ground

    A documentary-style photograph captures an elderly man with a full, 
bushy gray beard and hair sitting on the steps of a blue cargo train container. He wears a brown beanie hat, 
a thick brown cloak with fringes draped over his shoulders, 
beige pants rolled up at the ankles, 
and black rugged boots with 'KONG' branding visible on the heel. His expression is pensive as he gazes slightly to the right, 
holding a camera in one hand while the other rests on his knee. To his left stands a large spotlight on a tripod, 
illuminating his face with a bright white light. Near his feet lies a vintage blue KODAK film camera box on the ground. The background features the train extending into the distance, 
with its corrugated metal surface showing signs of wear and tear, 
including rust spots and peeling paint. A weathered concrete structure painted in light blue patches stands adjacent to the train, 
with patches of blue paint visible. To the right, 
a paved pathway bordered by grassy patches leads into the distance, 
flanked by trees and urban elements like streetlights. The sky above is overcast, 
providing soft diffused lighting that creates a somber and reflective mood. The scene extends deep into the midground and background, 
creating a sense of depth and continuity along the railway tracks.
    photograph capturing a serene winter scene featuring close-up a pack of six white wolves nestled together in a natural shelter formed by a large tree. The wolves are arranged closely, with three lying down and three sitting up, all facing the camera with calm expressions. Their thick, fluffy white fur contrasts beautifully against the dark background and snow-covered ground. The wolves' dark eyes and black noses add to their expressive appearance. The tree, with its massive, thick roots and dense evergreen branches, creates a cave-like entrance around the pack. The tree's branches and roots extend outward, forming an archway that frames the wolves. Snow clings to the branches and roots, adding texture and depth to the scene. The ground is covered in pristine, powdery white snow, with visible roots and twigs extending outward, creating intricate patterns. The lighting is soft and diffused, likely from moonlight, casting a cool blue hue over the entire scene and highlighting the textures of the wolves' fur and the tree's bark. The background consists of more snow and dark, shadowy trees, enhancing the sense of depth and isolation in this tranquil winter forest setting. The overall color palette includes cool hues of white, dark brown, midnight blue, and forest green, with low saturation and high contrast, emphasizing the wintry atmosphere and creating a peaceful, harmonious mood
    Imagine standing on the edge of a windswept plateau, overlooking a hauntingly beautiful Scandinavian landscape. Jagged cliffs and dramatic rock formations surround you, their surfaces marked by time and weather. Beneath your feet lies a patchwork of emerald moss and lichen, contrasting sharply with dark volcanic rocks.
In the foreground, a solitary, twisted tree stands defiantly, its gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal fingers. Rain falls in heavy sheets, each drop glistening as it lands on the leaves, blending with the distant roar of thunder.
Overhead, a powerful storm churns, thick clouds rolling across the sky. Lightning splits the darkness, illuminating the craggy textures of the terrain. A stream cuts through the rocky ground, its waters reflecting the storm above.
As the wind picks up, it carries the scent of the sea, mingling with the earthy aroma of wet stone and moss. The air is electric, charged with the storm’s energy, making the landscape vivid and alive—a world between serenity and turmoil.
    photograph capturing a serene winter scene featuring close-up a pack of six white wolves nestled together in a natural shelter formed by a large tree. The wolves are arranged closely, with three lying down and three sitting up, all facing the camera with calm expressions. Their thick, fluffy white fur contrasts beautifully against the dark background and snow-covered ground. The wolves' dark eyes and black noses add to their expressive appearance. The tree, with its massive, thick roots and dense evergreen branches, creates a cave-like entrance around the pack. The tree's branches and roots extend outward, forming an archway that frames the wolves. Snow clings to the branches and roots, adding texture and depth to the scene. The ground is covered in pristine, powdery white snow, with visible roots and twigs extending outward, creating intricate patterns. The lighting is soft and diffused, likely from moonlight, casting a cool blue hue over the entire scene and highlighting the textures of the wolves' fur and the tree's bark. The background consists of more snow and dark, shadowy trees, enhancing the sense of depth and isolation in this tranquil winter forest setting. The overall color palette includes cool hues of white, dark brown, midnight blue, and forest green, with low saturation and high contrast, emphasizing the wintry atmosphere and creating a peaceful, harmonious mood
    (lots of Huge Moai|Buddha, on Easter Island, half buried in the ground:1.6), (Ancient megalithic civilization, Azka Lines, Angkor Wat, halong bay:1.4), Totem pole, stone Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva,
(The giant who has been sleeping for 20,000 years lies in the valley with his face exposed on the ground, Extend his palm:1.5),
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extremely detailed, hillscastel, great lighting, extrusionbuilding
great lighting, extrusionbuilding, clear, spstation, hillscastel
    A digital photo fantastical winter scene features a central figure, 
a woman with long, 
flowing platinum blonde hair wearing And a beautiful face, 
clear beautiful brown eyes. The ground is blanketed in pristine white snow, 
creating a soft and powdery texture. Scattered throughout are large, 
jagged crystals and translucent ice formations, 
some attached to the trees while others lie on the snow-covered ground. On the right side of the image, 
there is an ornate sleigh filled with crystal-like objects, 
its metallic silver framework intricately designed with curved handles and a circular base. Near the sleigh rests two small, 
white foxes; one sits attentively while the other lies resting on the snow. One fox appears to be sleeping, 
enhancing the tranquil atmosphere. The overall color palette consists of various shades of blue, 
white, 
and pale purple, 
creating a cold yet enchanting ambiance. Soft, 
diffused lighting enhances the ethereal quality of the scene, 
with gentle snowfall adding to the magical atmosphere. The composition is balanced, 
drawing attention to the central figure while showcasing the surrounding elements, 
evoking a sense of enchantment and mystery characteristic of a digital painting or fantasy art.
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
[Very wide photograph, (very strong fisheye-lens photograph) , (8k), (uhd) , ((arial downward looking)) intricately detailed, (very detailed background), (multiple exposures overlaid on long exposure), (upsetting)
, 
(( realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism  )) ]
    An angel with a beautiful face, 
kneeling down and asking for forgiveness. Majestic gray color angel wings. Curly hair on blonde shoulders. Her eyes look towards the ground. Satin dress with brocade detail. Her tears lie on the ground as red rose buds. Beam of light shining in the background. Columns. Marble details. I don't want jewelry. Close-up portrait. Centered image. Perfect pose. Dynamic pose. Organic. Energetic. Volumetric light. Hyperrealism. Pop surrealism. Surrealism. Fantastic. Fantasy. Divine. Admirable. I don't want jewelry. Flawless beauty. Rare beauty. Mysterious. A dreamy fairy tale. Storybook illustration. A masterpiece of small details. Sharp focus. Ultra detailed. Perfect synchronization of soft colors and vivid colors. 60-30-10 rule. The image must have a mysterious look and an incredible masterpiece quality. Ultra detailed. Soft palette. Transition from tone to tone. Super details. Pay close attention to small details. Ultra-fine details that capture every texture. The macro should provide details. Super detailed texture. Realistic texture design. Luxury details. It must be absolutely perfect. Cinematic effects must be applied. The proportions of objects must match the aspect ratio of the screen. It must be UHD (Ultra High Definition format). 3D. Hdr. High quality. 32k Ultra HD, 
ultra realistic. 35mm Fuji Film. Nicoletta Ceccoli style. Hunt Slonem style. Mandy Disher style.
    An angel with a beautiful face, 
kneeling down and asking for forgiveness. Majestic gray color angel wings. Curly hair on blonde shoulders. Her eyes look towards the ground. Satin dress with brocade detail. Her tears lie on the ground as red rose buds. Beam of light shining in the background. Columns. Marble details. I don't want jewelry. Close-up portrait. Centered image. Perfect pose. Dynamic pose. Organic. Energetic. Volumetric light. Hyperrealism. Pop surrealism. Surrealism. Fantastic. Fantasy. Divine. Admirable. I don't want jewelry. Flawless beauty. Rare beauty. Mysterious. A dreamy fairy tale. Storybook illustration. A masterpiece of small details. Sharp focus. Ultra detailed. Perfect synchronization of soft colors and vivid colors. 60-30-10 rule. The image must have a mysterious look and an incredible masterpiece quality. Ultra detailed. Soft palette. Transition from tone to tone. Super details. Pay close attention to small details. Ultra-fine details that capture every texture. The macro should provide details. Super detailed texture. Realistic texture design. Luxury details. It must be absolutely perfect. Cinematic effects must be applied. The proportions of objects must match the aspect ratio of the screen. It must be UHD (Ultra High Definition format). 3D. Hdr. High quality. 32k Ultra HD, 
ultra realistic. 35mm Fuji Film. Nicoletta Ceccoli style. Hunt Slonem style. Mandy Disher style.
    Create a meticulously detailed 3D image of an Indian queen. She has luxurious, flowing curly hair, adorned with intricately designed flowers. She wears a green dhoti paired with a strapless green blouse, accented with minimal yet exquisite jewelry. The queen is elegantly lying on a bed of lush grass, her navel touching the ground, her legs raised gracefully behind her. Her face radiates a gentle, captivating smile. The background is a deep, starry night sky with a brilliantly shining moon, complemented by an elaborate array of flowers that enhance the scene's richness and depth.
    Create a meticulously detailed 3D image of an Indian queen. She has luxurious, flowing curly hair, adorned with intricately designed flowers. She wears a green dhoti paired with a strapless green blouse, accented with minimal yet exquisite jewelry. The queen is elegantly lying on a bed of lush grass, her navel touching the ground, her legs raised gracefully behind her. Her face radiates a gentle, captivating smile. The background is a deep, starry night sky with a brilliantly shining moon, complemented by an elaborate array of flowers that enhance the scene's richness and depth.
    Create an enchanted 3D image of an Indian queen with long, flowing curly hair, interwoven with magical, bioluminescent flowers. She wears a green dhoti and a strapless blouse, adorned with subtle, ethereal jewelry that glows faintly. The queen is lying on an enchanted grassy meadow, her navel touching the ground, and her legs raised gracefully behind her. She wears a mesmerizing smile that exudes tranquility. The background features a mystical night sky with a brilliant, shining moon and an array of fantastical flowers that add to the scene's magical ambiance.
    Craft a 3D image of an Indian queen, inspired by classical Indian art. Her long, curly hair flows elegantly, decorated with traditional, beautifully detailed flowers. She wears a green dhoti and a matching strapless blouse, with minimal yet culturally rich jewelry. The queen is lying on a verdant patch of grass, her navel in contact with the ground, her legs gracefully raised behind her. A gentle, enigmatic smile graces her face. The scene features a dark background illuminated by a radiant, full moon and an intricate floral design, reminiscent of classical Indian artistic motifs.
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
[Very wide photograph, (very strong fisheye-lens photograph) , (8k), (uhd) , ((arial downward looking)) intricately detailed, (very detailed background), (multiple exposures overlaid on long exposure), (upsetting)
, 
(( realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism  )) ]
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
[Very wide photograph, (very strong fisheye-lens photograph) , (8k), (uhd) , ((arial downward looking)) intricately detailed, (very detailed background), (multiple exposures overlaid on long exposure), (upsetting)
, 
(( realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism  )) ]
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
[Very wide photograph, (very strong fisheye-lens photograph) , (8k), (uhd) , ((arial downward looking)) intricately detailed, (very detailed background), (multiple exposures overlaid on long exposure), (upsetting)
, 
(( realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism  )) ]
    An angel with a beautiful face, 
kneeling down and asking for forgiveness. Majestic gray color angel wings. Curly hair on blonde shoulders. Her eyes look towards the ground. Satin dress with brocade detail. Her tears lie on the ground as red rose buds. Beam of light shining in the background. Columns. Marble details. I don't want jewelry. Close-up portrait. Centered image. Perfect pose. Dynamic pose. Organic. Energetic. Volumetric light. Hyperrealism. Pop surrealism. Surrealism. Fantastic. Fantasy. Divine. Admirable. I don't want jewelry. Flawless beauty. Rare beauty. Mysterious. A dreamy fairy tale. Storybook illustration. A masterpiece of small details. Sharp focus. Ultra detailed. Perfect synchronization of soft colors and vivid colors. 60-30-10 rule. The image must have a mysterious look and an incredible masterpiece quality. Ultra detailed. Soft palette. Transition from tone to tone. Super details. Pay close attention to small details. Ultra-fine details that capture every texture. The macro should provide details. Super detailed texture. Realistic texture design. Luxury details. It must be absolutely perfect. Cinematic effects must be applied. The proportions of objects must match the aspect ratio of the screen. It must be UHD (Ultra High Definition format). 3D. Hdr. High quality. 32k Ultra HD, 
ultra realistic. 35mm Fuji Film. Nicoletta Ceccoli style. Hunt Slonem style. Mandy Disher style.
    Realistic image of an Indian queen with long, curly hair adorned with beautiful flowers. She is wearing a green dhoti and a green strapless blouse, accessorized with minimal jewelry. She is lying on the grass with her navel touching the ground, both legs raised, and a smile on her face. The scene has a dark background with a bright, shining moon and a floral backdrop.
    Craft a 3D image of an Indian queen, inspired by classical Indian art. Her long, curly hair flows elegantly, decorated with traditional, beautifully detailed flowers. She wears a green dhoti and a matching strapless blouse, with minimal yet culturally rich jewelry. The queen is lying on a verdant patch of grass, her navel in contact with the ground, her legs gracefully raised behind her. A gentle, enigmatic smile graces her face. The scene features a dark background illuminated by a radiant, full moon and an intricate floral design, reminiscent of classical Indian artistic motifs.
    Create an enchanted 3D image of an Indian queen with long, flowing curly hair, interwoven with magical, bioluminescent flowers. She wears a green dhoti and a strapless blouse, adorned with subtle, ethereal jewelry that glows faintly. The queen is lying on an enchanted grassy meadow, her navel touching the ground, and her legs raised gracefully behind her. She wears a mesmerizing smile that exudes tranquility. The background features a mystical night sky with a brilliant, shining moon and an array of fantastical flowers that add to the scene's magical ambiance.
    Create a highly detailed 3D image of an Indian queen. She has long, flowing curly hair embellished with intricate, vibrant flowers. She is dressed in a green dhoti and a matching strapless blouse, complemented by subtle, elegant jewelry. The queen is gracefully lying on lush grass, her navel pressed against the ground, and her legs elegantly raised behind her. A serene, captivating smile lights up her face. The scene is set against a deep, dark background featuring a radiant, shining moon and a rich, elaborate floral backdrop, adding depth and contrast to the composition.
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
[Very wide photograph, (very strong fisheye-lens photograph) , (8k), (uhd) , ((arial downward looking)) intricately detailed, (very detailed background), (multiple exposures overlaid on long exposure), (upsetting)
, 
(( realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism  )) ]
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
[Very wide photograph, (very strong fisheye-lens photograph) , (8k), (uhd) , ((arial downward looking)) intricately detailed, (very detailed background), (multiple exposures overlaid on long exposure), (upsetting)
, 
(( realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism  )) ]
    (lots of Huge Moai|Buddha, on Easter Island, half buried in the ground:1.6), (Ancient megalithic civilization, Azka Lines, Angkor Wat, halong bay:1.4), Totem pole, stone Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva,
(The giant who has been sleeping for 20,000 years lies in the valley with his face exposed on the ground, Extend his palm:1.5),
(Large Files, Ultra Realistic, 8K, 16k, FHD, HD, VFX, Perfect, Photography, composition, Architecture Sales Photography, Architecture Competition, Ultra High Resolution, Cinematography, High Resolution Image:1.1), (dramatic lighting, direct sunlight, ray tracing, clear shadow:1.2),  (real landscape:1.1), (blurred background:1.0), (urban background, more_details) ,
extremely detailed, hillscastel, great lighting, extrusionbuilding
great lighting, extrusionbuilding, clear, spstation, hillscastel
    (lots of Huge Moai|Buddha, on Easter Island, half buried in the ground:1.6), (Ancient megalithic civilization, Azka Lines, Angkor Wat, halong bay:1.4), Totem pole, stone Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva,
(The giant who has been sleeping for 20,000 years lies in the valley with his face exposed on the ground, Extend his palm:1.5),
(Large Files, Ultra Realistic, 8K, 16k, FHD, HD, VFX, Perfect, Photography, composition, Architecture Sales Photography, Architecture Competition, Ultra High Resolution, Cinematography, High Resolution Image:1.1), (dramatic lighting, direct sunlight, ray tracing, clear shadow:1.2),  (real landscape:1.1), (blurred background:1.0), (urban background, more_details) ,
extremely detailed, hillscastel, great lighting, extrusionbuilding
great lighting, extrusionbuilding, clear, spstation, hillscastel
    (lots of Huge Moai|Buddha, on Easter Island, half buried in the ground:1.6), (Ancient megalithic civilization, Azka Lines, Angkor Wat, halong bay:1.4), Totem pole, stone Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva,
(The giant who has been sleeping for 20,000 years lies in the valley with his face exposed on the ground, Extend his palm:1.5),
(Large Files, Ultra Realistic, 8K, 16k, FHD, HD, VFX, Perfect, Photography, composition, Architecture Sales Photography, Architecture Competition, Ultra High Resolution, Cinematography, High Resolution Image:1.1), (dramatic lighting, direct sunlight, ray tracing, clear shadow:1.2),  (real landscape:1.1), (blurred background:1.0), (urban background, more_details) ,
extremely detailed, hillscastel, great lighting, extrusionbuilding
great lighting, extrusionbuilding, clear, spstation, hillscastel
    (lots of Huge Moai|Buddha, on Easter Island, half buried in the ground:1.6), (Ancient megalithic civilization, Azka Lines, Angkor Wat, halong bay:1.4), Totem pole, stone Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva,
(The giant who has been sleeping for 20,000 years lies in the valley with his face exposed on the ground, Extend his palm:1.5),
(Large Files, Ultra Realistic, 8K, 16k, FHD, HD, VFX, Perfect, Photography, composition, Architecture Sales Photography, Architecture Competition, Ultra High Resolution, Cinematography, High Resolution Image:1.1), (dramatic lighting, direct sunlight, ray tracing, clear shadow:1.2),  (real landscape:1.1), (blurred background:1.0), (urban background, more_details) ,
extremely detailed, hillscastel, great lighting, extrusionbuilding
great lighting, extrusionbuilding, clear, spstation, hillscastel
    A digital photo fantastical winter scene features a central figure, 
a woman with long, 
flowing platinum blonde hair wearing And a beautiful face, 
clear beautiful brown eyes. The ground is blanketed in pristine white snow, 
creating a soft and powdery texture. Scattered throughout are large, 
jagged crystals and translucent ice formations, 
some attached to the trees while others lie on the snow-covered ground. On the right side of the image, 
there is an ornate sleigh filled with crystal-like objects, 
its metallic silver framework intricately designed with curved handles and a circular base. Near the sleigh rests two small, 
white foxes; one sits attentively while the other lies resting on the snow. One fox appears to be sleeping, 
enhancing the tranquil atmosphere. The overall color palette consists of various shades of blue, 
white, 
and pale purple, 
creating a cold yet enchanting ambiance. Soft, 
diffused lighting enhances the ethereal quality of the scene, 
with gentle snowfall adding to the magical atmosphere. The composition is balanced, 
drawing attention to the central figure while showcasing the surrounding elements, 
evoking a sense of enchantment and mystery characteristic of a digital painting or fantasy art.
    Here's a detailed image prompt for "a horrifying nightmare":  **Title:** "The Unending Descent into Madness"  **Setting:** A dark, twisted forest with gnarled trees that seem to writhe and twist like living serpents. The air is thick with the stench of decay and death.  **Main Character:** A lone figure (perhaps a young adult or older) who appears to be in their late teens or early twenties. They are dressed in tattered, worn-out clothing that seems to have been ripped apart by some unseen force. Their face is contorted in a mixture of fear, despair, and desperation.  **The Nightmare:**  * The character's eyes are wide open, staring at something just out of frame (perhaps a monstrous creature lurking in the shadows). * They are running or trying to run, but their legs seem stuck in place, as if they're trapped in quicksand. * Their arms are flailing wildly, as if trying to ward off an unseen attacker. * A dark, misty fog is swirling around them, obscuring any details beyond a few feet. The air is thick with the stench of decay and rot. * In the distance (perhaps just out of frame), a hulking figure looms, its features indistinct due to the mist. This could be a grotesque creature, a demon, or some other monstrous entity. * Strange, glowing symbols etch themselves across the character's skin, pulsing with an otherworldly energy. These may be words, runes, or hieroglyphs that seem to shift and writhe like living things. * The ground beneath the character is spongy, uneven, and seems to writhe and twist in ways that defy gravity. This could be a twisted, nightmarish version of a familiar landscape (e.g., a haunted forest, a ravaged cityscape, or some other unsettling environment). * Aspects of the dreamer's own psyche seem to seep into the nightmare world: fragments of their memories, thoughts, and emotions are manifesting as twisted, grotesque creatures that lurk in the shadows, watching with cold, calculating eyes. * The air is thick with an eerie, pulsating mist that seems to carry the stench of decay and rot. This noxious fog obscures the details of the nightmare world, making it impossible for the dreamer (or any observer) to fully comprehend what's happening.  Here are some specific visual elements you could include in your artwork:  * A dark, twisted forest with gnarled branches that seem to reach out like skeletal fingers * A figure in the distance, perhaps a distorted version of yourself or someone you love, being chased by a horde of grotesque creatures (e.g. giant spiders, razor-toothed bats, etc.) * The ground is cracked and barren, with strange symbols etched into the stone that seem to pulse with a malevolent energy * In the sky above, there's a sickly yellow haze that casts an eerie glow over everything, making it hard to distinguish what's real and what's just a product of your fevered imagination * The air is thick with the stench of rotting flesh and decay, and you can hear distant screams or moans that seem to be coming from all directions * A figure looms in the background - perhaps a giant, twisted version of someone you know, or something entirely monstrous. Its eyes glow with an otherworldly light, as if it's watching you with cold calculation. * The ground beneath your feet is slick and treacherous, like ice, but covered in a fine layer of dust that makes every step feel like a betrayal. You can't shake the feeling that at any moment, the earth will give way beneath you, sending you tumbling into some abyssal void.  **Image prompt:**  Imagine yourself standing at the edge of a dark, mist-shrouded forest, the trees looming above you like skeletal fingers. The air is heavy with the scent of decay and rot. In front of you, a twisted, gnarled path stretches out like a serpent, its surface cracked and fissured like the earth's own skin.  As you gaze down this eerie thoroughfare, you notice that it seems to be... shifting. The cracks are spreading, the very ground beneath your feet appearing to writhe and contort like a living thing in agony. You can feel the darkness emanating from the path, a palpable malevolence that makes your skin crawl.  Above, the sky is a sickly shade of green, like bile or pus, and it seems to be... dripping. Yes, droplets of some viscous substance are falling from the heavens like a ghastly rain, each one landing with a wet, squelching sound on the forest floor. The air is thick with the stench of rot and corruption.  As you gaze upon this horrific scene, you notice that the trees themselves seem to be... twisted. Their branches are long and sinuous, like grasping fingers, and their leaves are a deep, bloodless crimson. The trunks of the trees appear to be... melting, like wax in a furnace, revealing dark, glistening cavities within.  In the distance, you see a figure emerging from the darkness. It's tall and gaunt, with eyes that glow like embers from a dying fire. Its skin is deathly pale, with veins that seem to pulse with a malevolent life of their own. The figure moves with an unnatural gait, as if it's being pulled through the shadows by some unseen force.  As you watch in frozen terror, the figure begins to... change. Its features stretch and contort, like rubber being pulled taut. Its eyes grow larger, its skin turns a sickly shade of green, and its mouth opens into a maw of razor-sharp teeth. The air around it seems to distort and ripple, as if reality itself is being warped by the creature's presence.  In the background, the dreamer's bedroom appears to be... melting away. The walls seem to dissolve like wax in a furnace, revealing twisted metal beams and exposed wiring that writhe like living serpents. The bed sheets are stained with dark crimson blotches, as if the dreamer has been bleeding out their very soul.  The nightmare creature, now fully formed, towers over the bed, its eyes glowing like hot coals as it reaches out with long, bony fingers to claim the dreamer's screaming form. The air is thick with the stench of rot and decay, and the sound of screams and shattering glass fills the air.  In the distance, the walls of the bedroom seem to stretch on forever, a never-ending maze of twisted metal and dripping wet stone that appears to be... swallowing the entire scene whole. The darkness seems to pulse with a malevolent life of its own, as if it's feeding off the fear and terror emanating from the nightmare creature.  The atmosphere is heavy with an sense of dread and hopelessness, as if the very fabric of reality is tearing apart at the seams. The dreamer's screams are drowned out by the cacophony of sounds: shattering glass, crunching bone, and the distant howling of... something else, lurking just beyond the edge of perception.  **Visual Elements:**  1. **The Nightmare Creature:** A twisted, elongated figure with multiple limbs, each one ending in a grasping, claw-like hand. Its body is a mass of writhing, pulsing tendrils that seem to shift and writhe like living serpents. The creature's face is a grotesque parody of human features: sunken eyes, a twisted mouth, and skin that appears to be stretched taut over its skull. 2. **Darkness and Shadows:** The nightmare takes place in a dark, foreboding environment with long shadows cast by the flickering light of candles or lanterns. The air is thick with an unseen, palpable malevolence that seems to seep from every crevice and corner. 3. **The Nightmare's Setting:** A decrepit, abandoned asylum or hospital, with peeling paint, rusty medical equipment, and a general sense of decay and neglect. Walls are cracked, floors creak beneath your feet, and the overall atmosphere is one of dread and unease. 4. **The Nightmare's Imagery:**  Imagine yourself standing in the center of this forsaken place, surrounded by an eerie silence. The walls seem to be closing in on you, as if the very fabric of reality is unraveling. Every creak of the floorboards sounds like a scream, every flicker of the candles' flames like a mocking laugh.  In the distance, the figure of a woman (or man, or child - it's up to your imagination) begins to take shape. Her face is deathly pale, her eyes black as coal, and her skin gray as the stone walls that surround you. Her mouth is twisted into a grotesque grin, revealing jagged teeth stained with rust.  Her arms are outstretched, like skeletal fingers reaching for you. The air around her seems to distort, as if reality itself is warping and bending to accommodate her monstrous presence. Her eyes glow with an otherworldly light, illuminating the dark surroundings in a sickly yellow hue that makes your skin crawl.  In the background, dark clouds churn with an eerie, pulsing light, like a living thing devouring the stars above. The air is thick with the stench of decay and rot, making your stomach turn. Every so often, a faint whisper echoes through the darkness: "You'll never wake up..." or "I've been waiting for you..."  The nightmare's protagonist (you) lies in a tangled mess of twisted sheets
    calm lion is lying, desert, skull and bones, night, (moon:0.3), red sand, (dark shot:1.2), (bushes:0.3), ground view,
classic oil painting art,  <lora:ClassipeintXL1.9:0.5>, (best quality, high resolution, extreme detail, outstanding composition, masterpiece:1.4),
    A documentary-style photograph captures an elderly man with a full, 
bushy gray beard and hair sitting on the steps of a blue cargo train container. He wears a brown beanie hat, 
a thick brown cloak with fringes draped over his shoulders, 
beige pants rolled up at the ankles, 
and black rugged boots with 'KONG' branding visible on the heel. His expression is pensive as he gazes slightly to the right, 
holding a camera in one hand while the other rests on his knee. To his left stands a large spotlight on a tripod, 
illuminating his face with a bright white light. Near his feet lies a vintage blue KODAK film camera box on the ground. The background features the train extending into the distance, 
with its corrugated metal surface showing signs of wear and tear, 
including rust spots and peeling paint. A weathered concrete structure painted in light blue patches stands adjacent to the train, 
with patches of blue paint visible. To the right, 
a paved pathway bordered by grassy patches leads into the distance, 
flanked by trees and urban elements like streetlights. The sky above is overcast, 
providing soft diffused lighting that creates a somber and reflective mood. The scene extends deep into the midground and background, 
creating a sense of depth and continuity along the railway tracks.
    A digital photo fantastical winter scene features a central figure, 
a woman with long, 
flowing platinum blonde hair wearing And a beautiful face, 
clear beautiful brown eyes. The ground is blanketed in pristine white snow, 
creating a soft and powdery texture. Scattered throughout are large, 
jagged crystals and translucent ice formations, 
some attached to the trees while others lie on the snow-covered ground. On the right side of the image, 
there is an ornate sleigh filled with crystal-like objects, 
its metallic silver framework intricately designed with curved handles and a circular base. Near the sleigh rests two small, 
white foxes; one sits attentively while the other lies resting on the snow. One fox appears to be sleeping, 
enhancing the tranquil atmosphere. The overall color palette consists of various shades of blue, 
white, 
and pale purple, 
creating a cold yet enchanting ambiance. Soft, 
diffused lighting enhances the ethereal quality of the scene, 
with gentle snowfall adding to the magical atmosphere. The composition is balanced, 
drawing attention to the central figure while showcasing the surrounding elements, 
evoking a sense of enchantment and mystery characteristic of a digital painting or fantasy art.
    photograph capturing a serene winter scene featuring a pack of six white wolves nestled together in a natural shelter formed by a large tree. The wolves are arranged closely, with three lying down and three sitting up, all facing the camera with calm expressions. Their thick, fluffy white fur contrasts beautifully against the dark background and snow-covered ground. The wolves' dark eyes and black noses add to their expressive appearance. The tree, with its massive, thick roots and dense evergreen branches, creates a cave-like entrance around the pack. The tree's branches and roots extend outward, forming an archway that frames the wolves. Snow clings to the branches and roots, adding texture and depth to the scene. The ground is covered in pristine, powdery white snow, with visible roots and twigs extending outward, creating intricate patterns. The lighting is soft and diffused, likely from moonlight, casting a cool blue hue over the entire scene and highlighting the textures of the wolves' fur and the tree's bark. The background consists of more snow and dark, shadowy trees, enhancing the sense of depth and isolation in this tranquil winter forest setting. The overall color palette includes cool hues of white, dark brown, midnight blue, and forest green, with low saturation and high contrast, emphasizing the wintry atmosphere and creating a peaceful, harmonious mood
    Realistic image of an Indian queen with long, curly hair adorned with beautiful flowers. She is wearing a green dhoti and a green strapless blouse, accessorized with minimal jewelry. She is lying on the grass with her navel touching the ground, both legs raised, and a smile on her face. The scene has a dark background with a bright, shining moon and a floral backdrop.
    Pretty man lying on a ground covered in straw, surrounded by lots of illuminated halloween pumpkins. The man dressed in jeans and sweater. he is covered in cobwebs. Background with a haunted house and bats flying around the moon illuminating them.
    calm lion is lying, desert, skull and bones, night, (moon:0.3), red sand, (dark shot:1.2), (bushes:0.1), ground view,
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    Marching awkward waddle-sliding steps sideways sliding feet black-and-white tuxedo plumage sleek hydrodynamic form streamlining aerodynamics drag resistance cutting efficiently through frigid Antarctic currents swirling eddies vortexes spinning pulling undersea mountains seamount peaks crags fissures cracks crevasses rift valleys trench bottoms ocean floors miles beneath icy crust floating berg iceberg calving glaciers scraping bedrock scouring channels gouging troughs eroding cliffs carving landscapes reshaping coastlines sea level rise flooding low lying areas displacing inhabitants forcing migrations seeking safer grounds elevated altitudes hilltops ridges plateaus topographies transformed geologically tectonically pushed up mountain ranges folded uplifting volcanic eruptions spewing magma lava flows molten rocks cooled hardened basalt glass fused sandstones conglomerates cemented gravel cobble stones boulder scree slopes rubbles piles debris accumulations sediment deposits settling marine sediments compressing metamorphosing recrystallizing minerals gemstones crystals forming within Earth's mantle pressure cook
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    The White Bone Demon Lies Broken and Defeated
Camera Angle: Low-angle shot, looking down at the White Bone Demon's broken and battered body.
Camera Movement: The camera is stationary, emphasizing the White Bone Demon's helplessness and defeat.
Lighting: The lighting is dim and muted, with a faint, eerie glow emanating from the White Bone Demon's broken bones.
Composition: The White Bone Demon's skeletal body is sprawled out on the ground, her bones shattered and broken. Her skull is cracked, and her eyes are dim and lifeless.
Character Description: The White Bone Demon's skeletal face is twisted in a mixture of pain and defeat, her eyes sunken and her skin pale. Her body is broken and battered, with bones shattered and splintered.
Focus: The focus is on the White Bone Demon's broken and defeated body, with the camera lingering on her shattered bones and lifeless eyes.
    Here's a detailed image prompt for "a horrifying nightmare":  **Title:** "The Eternal Scream"  **Composition:**  Imagine a dark, eerie landscape with a twisted, gnarled tree at its center. The tree's branches seem to writhe and twist like living serpents, their bark like rough, cracked skin. The trunk of the tree appears to be a mass of pulsing, black veins that seem to throb in sync with an otherworldly rhythm.  **Surroundings:**  The scene is set against a backdrop of deep, foreboding clouds that appear to be made of dark, swirling mist. The sky is a sickly shade of greenish-yellow, as if the very fabric of reality is warped and distorted. In the distance, the silhouette of a crumbling cityscape looms, its buildings like skeletal fingers reaching towards the heavens.  **Figure:**  At the base of the twisted tree stands a figure - a young woman with long, curly hair that appears to be made of snakes (or maybe it's just her own tangled locks?). Her eyes are wide with terror as she screams silently, her mouth frozen in a silent scream. Her skin is deathly pale, and her fingers are curled into claws, as if she's trying to grasp something just out of reach.  She's dressed in tattered, bloodstained clothing that seems to be wrapped around her like a shroud. One of her arms appears to be twisted at an unnatural angle, as if it's been broken or contorted in some way. Her hair is a wild tangle of black locks, with what looks like a small, pulsing green glow emanating from the roots.  Behind her, a dark, swirling vortex seems to be pulling everything towards its center, like a sinkhole in a nightmare. The air around her appears distorted, as if it's being warped and twisted by some unseen force. Shadows writhe across her face like living things, making her features seem to shift and contort in ways that are almost, but not quite, human.  In the foreground, a collection of grotesque, pulsing orbs hover just out of reach, each one emitting a faint, eerie glow. These orbs seem to be drawn towards the nightmare's central vortex, as if they're being pulled into some abyssal void.  To either side of the nightmare's face, two twisted, grasping hands stretch out from the darkness, their fingers ending in razor-sharp claws that seem to be slowly closing in on the nightmare's face. The skin around these grasping hands is deathly pale and seems to be stretched taut, as if it's being pulled towards some unseen force.  In the background, a dark, foreboding landscape stretches out like a twisted canvas, with jagged mountain ranges and twisted tree branches that seem to be reaching up towards the nightmare's face. The sky above is a sickly shade of green, with storm clouds gathering on the horizon that seem to be about to unleash some kind of apocalyptic fury.  The nightmare itself is a figure of terror, with eyes glowing bright red in the dark. Its skin is deathly pale and seems to be stretched taut over its skeletal frame. It's reaching out towards something - or someone - with long, bony fingers that seem to be grasping for something to hold onto. The figure's mouth is open in a silent scream, as if it's been frozen in the act of terror.  In the background, there are hints of a dark, foreboding landscape: twisted trees with branches like skeletal fingers, and a sky that seems to be burning with an otherworldly fire. There may be hints of abandoned buildings or crumbling ruins, their windows blown out by some unseen force.  The overall mood of the image should be one of abject terror, as if the viewer is right there in the nightmare, feeling the fear and panic alongside the nightmare figure. The colors should be dark and muted, with flashes of eerie green or sickly yellow to suggest the twisted, unnatural nature of the dream world.  Some possible elements to include:  * A creepy, distorted face looming in the foreground, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light * A twisted, gnarled tree with branches that seem to be reaching out to grab the nightmare figure * A burning, apocalyptic landscape stretching out behind the figure, with buildings crumbling and smoke billowing into the sky * A sense of disorientation or chaos, as if the nightmare is unfolding in a distorted, dreamlike reality * A hint of the figure's terror or despair, perhaps conveyed through its contorted posture or anguished expression * A feeling of claustrophobia or entrapment, as if the nightmare figure is trapped and unable to escape  Possible composition:  Imagine a dark, foreboding landscape with twisted, gnarled trees looming in the background. The nightmare figure stands at the center, its body contorted in a mixture of fear and despair. Its face twists into a grotesque grimace, as if it's screaming silently.  The figure's posture conveys a sense of entrapment or disorientation, as if it's trying to break free from some unseen force. The environment around it is distorted and surreal, with twisted, elongated shadows cast by the trees. The sky above is a deep, foreboding purple, with stars that seem to be melting like wax.  In the background, there are whispers of dark, swirling clouds that seem to be devouring everything in their path. These clouds have an eerie greenish tint, as if they're infused with some kind of malevolent energy. The air is thick with an unseen fog, which seems to writhe and twist like a living entity.  The overall atmosphere is one of creeping dread and unease, as if the very fabric of reality is beginning to unravel. The nightmare itself feels like it's alive, pulsing with a dark energy that threatens to consume everything in its path.  Here are some specific details to help you create this image:  * A figure (perhaps the protagonist) lies in the foreground, their face contorted in a mixture of terror and despair. * The figure is surrounded by a swirling vortex of dark, foggy mist that seems to be pulling them down into the depths of the nightmare. * In the background, there are twisted, gnarled trees with branches like skeletal fingers reaching out towards the figure. The trunks of the trees appear to be melting or dripping with some sort of viscous liquid. * The sky above is a deep, bloody red color and appears to be burning or on fire, casting an eerie glow over the entire scene. * The ground beneath the figure's feet appears to be cracked and broken, like the earth itself is splitting apart in fear. * In the distance, there are dark, shadowy figures lurking just out of sight, their faces twisted into grotesque grins. It's as if they're waiting for the nightmare to fully unfold before they strike. * The figure at the center of the scene (perhaps a representation of yourself) appears to be frozen in terror, their eyes wide with fear and their mouth open in a silent scream. Their body is contorted into impossible positions, as if they're being pulled apart by some unseen force. * In the air around the figure, there are swirling clouds of dark, wispy tendrils that seem to be alive and are slowly closing in like a noose. These tendrils are adorned with tiny, glowing red eyes that seem to be watching you with an unblinking gaze. * The background of the image is a dark, foreboding landscape that seems to be shifting and twisting like a living thing. Rocks and trees appear to be melting into each other, creating a sense of utter chaos and disorientation. * In the foreground, there's a figure - it could be you or someone else - but they're distorted in some way, as if their body is being pulled apart by unseen forces. Their face is contorted in a mixture of fear, pain, and despair, with eyes that are wide open and pleading for help. * The atmosphere of the image is one of complete dread and terror. You can feel the weight of the nightmare's grip on your sanity, making it hard to breathe or think straight.  Some possible elements to include:  * A dark, twisted forest with gnarled branches that seem to be reaching out like skeletal fingers * A creepy, abandoned asylum or hospital in the background, with broken windows and overgrown vegetation * The figure's body is being stretched and contorted in ways that defy human physiology - think extra limbs, elongated torso, or bulging eyes * Shadows that seem to have a life of their own, writhing across the ground like dark, serpentine tendrils * A sense of claustrophobia-inducing fog or mist that makes it hard to see what's lurking just out of sight * The atmosphere is thick with malevolent energy - think pulsating red lights, cackling laughter, or the distant sound of children screaming  Possible visual themes:  * A blend of surrealism and horror, with elements that defy explanation (e.g. a figure with multiple faces, or a tree with roots that seem to be crawling out of its skin) * A dark, foreboding color palette - think midnight blues, sickly greens, and blood-red highlights * Distorted, elongated forms and silhouettes that give the impression of being twisted or contorted in ways that can't be natural (e.g. a figure with limbs that seem to be melting like wax) * A sense of disorientation and disconnection - think shattered mirrors, broken furniture, or torn fabric * The image should evoke a feeling of creeping dread and unease - the viewer should feel like they're trapped
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
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    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
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    DonMW4573L4ndXL,  ral-apoctvisn, empty city street littered with trash and debris, buildings are overgrown by plants and vines, traces of remnants of war, a dilapidated barbie doll lies on a puddle on the ground, <lora:DonMW4573L4ndXL-000006:1>, <lora:ral-apoctvisn-sdxl:1>, low angle view, evocative picture, clear skies, noon time,
    Create a meticulously detailed 3D image of an Indian queen. She has luxurious, flowing curly hair, adorned with intricately designed flowers. She wears a green dhoti paired with a strapless green blouse, accented with minimal yet exquisite jewelry. The queen is elegantly lying on a bed of lush grass, her navel touching the ground, her legs raised gracefully behind her. Her face radiates a gentle, captivating smile. The background is a deep, starry night sky with a brilliantly shining moon, complemented by an elaborate array of flowers that enhance the scene's richness and depth.
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
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    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
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    RAW photo, subject, 8k uhd, dslr, high quality, film grain, Fujifilm XT3, professional photo, (detailed skin:1.3), high quality, dress with lots of fabric layers, hard shadows,trim, young woman,  <lora:Bridgerton_Dresses:0.65> , bridgerton dress, empire waist, bridgerton clothing, gloves, (masterpiece, best quality, detailed, high resolution, vibrant colors, translucent), mystery, gothic, glowing dress, light blue glowing clothing, inside a dark room, lying on the ground, full body,
    Craft a 3D image of an Indian queen, inspired by classical Indian art. Her long, curly hair flows elegantly, decorated with traditional, beautifully detailed flowers. She wears a green dhoti and a matching strapless blouse, with minimal yet culturally rich jewelry. The queen is lying on a verdant patch of grass, her navel in contact with the ground, her legs gracefully raised behind her. A gentle, enigmatic smile graces her face. The scene features a dark background illuminated by a radiant, full moon and an intricate floral design, reminiscent of classical Indian artistic motifs.
    A digital photo fantastical winter scene features a central figure, 
a woman with long, 
flowing platinum blonde hair wearing And a beautiful face, 
clear beautiful brown eyes. The ground is blanketed in pristine white snow, 
creating a soft and powdery texture. Scattered throughout are large, 
jagged crystals and translucent ice formations, 
some attached to the trees while others lie on the snow-covered ground. On the right side of the image, 
there is an ornate sleigh filled with crystal-like objects, 
its metallic silver framework intricately designed with curved handles and a circular base. Near the sleigh rests two small, 
white foxes; one sits attentively while the other lies resting on the snow. One fox appears to be sleeping, 
enhancing the tranquil atmosphere. The overall color palette consists of various shades of blue, 
white, 
and pale purple, 
creating a cold yet enchanting ambiance. Soft, 
diffused lighting enhances the ethereal quality of the scene, 
with gentle snowfall adding to the magical atmosphere. The composition is balanced, 
drawing attention to the central figure while showcasing the surrounding elements, 
evoking a sense of enchantment and mystery characteristic of a digital painting or fantasy art.
    Portrait Photo of a ((((blue gelatine :1.5))megaman:1.4)), who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a ((((green gelatine translucid:1.5))megaman:1.4)), who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Hyper-realistic, detailed digital art. A gorgeous crimson rose bush takes centre stage in the foreground. The petals are velvety with deep shades of red, the leaves are covered in large dewdrops and the sharp thorns stand out against the background. A large black snake lies beneath the bush, coiling around its base, its eyes glittering with a cold lustre. The burning ruins of Rome can be seen in the middle ground, and in the background - silhouettes of an ancient amphitheatre, shrouded in smoke and fire. Owls fly in the sky, their cries adding to the scene's ominous atmosphere. The lighting is dramatic, with contrasts of light and shadow emphasising textures and details. The primary colours - black, red, orange, crimson and dark green - create a dark, fiery and mystical atmosphere. The scene conveys a sense of decadence and grandeur, as if the viewer is witnessing the end of an era.
    Photo of a man who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining, , Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,defeated posture, ( detailed in background:1.6)Serious,Curi
    Photo of a man who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining, , Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Curi
    Here's a detailed image prompt for "A Nightmare About Interacting with Deceased Loved Ones":  **Title:** "Echoes of the Past"  **Scene:** A dark, misty forest at dusk. The air is thick with an eerie fog that makes it difficult to see more than a few feet in front of you.  **Main Character:** You are the protagonist, standing alone in the midst of this unsettling landscape. Your face is twisted in a mixture of fear and confusion as you realize you're not alone.  **Deceased Loved Ones:** The mist begins to clear, revealing the ghostly apparitions of your deceased loved ones: Grandma Agnes, Great-Aunt Lily, Uncle Jack, and Cousin Emma. They stand before you, their faces worn by time and loss, yet still radiating a warm, loving energy.  **Interactions:** As you gaze upon these ethereal figures, you're met with a sense of longing and nostalgia. You reach out to touch Grandma Agnes's wispy hair, only to have her hand fade through yours like mist. Great-Aunt Lily whispers secrets in your ear, her voice barely audible over the rustling of dry leaves. Uncle Jack offers you a warm smile and a gentle pat on the back, as if trying to reassure you everything will be okay.  **Environmental Details:**  * The scene takes place within a dimly lit, old-growth forest, where twisted tree branches form an eerie canopy above. * The ground beneath is covered in a thick layer of fallen leaves, crunching beneath your feet like fragile bones. * In the distance, you see a misty veil separating the living from the dead, as if marking the boundary between worlds. * Strange, glowing orbs hover near the tree trunks, casting an otherworldly light on the scene.  **Additional Notes:**  * The interaction with deceased loved ones should be bittersweet, filled with both joy and sorrow. You may see them as they once were in life, but also as they have changed since passing away. * Consider the emotions you want to convey through this image. Is it a sense of longing, nostalgia, or unease? * Think about how you can incorporate symbolism into your artwork to enhance its emotional impact.  **Example Image:**  Imagine standing in a dimly lit, misty forest, surrounded by the whispers and murmurs of loved ones who have passed away. Your grandmother, who always smelled like fresh baked cookies, stands before you, her eyes sunken and her skin pale as the moon. Her voice is barely audible, but it's enough to make your heart ache with longing.  To the side of her stands your childhood best friend, his bright blue eyes now dulled, his smile faded. He speaks in hushed tones, telling stories of their adventures together, but his words are laced with a melancholy that chills you to the bone.  In front of them lies a river of forgotten memories, its surface ripples and churns like a living thing. The water's edge is lined with candles, their flames dancing in the breeze like the whispers of the dead.  Behind your loved ones, dark trees loom, their branches grasping like skeletal fingers. The leaves rustle with an otherworldly sighing that sends shivers down your spine. The sky above is a deep, foreboding grey, as if night itself has come to claim the land of memories.  In this nightmare, you are forced to interact with deceased loved ones who appear as they did in life, but their presence is accompanied by an unsettling, eerie atmosphere that makes it impossible for you to feel at ease. Your loved ones seem to be trapped between worlds, their eyes haunted by a longing to communicate with the living.  Your task is to create a detailed image that captures the essence of this nightmare. Use your skills to bring this haunting scene to life through your artwork.  **Image Requirements:**  1. The image should be a combination of traditional media (watercolor, acrylic, or oil) and digital painting. 2. The main subject of the image is you, interacting with deceased loved ones in a dark, eerie atmosphere. 3. The deceased loved ones should appear as they did in life, but their presence should be accompanied by an unsettling, eerie atmosphere that makes it impossible for you to feel at ease. 4. Use a mix of warm and cool colors to create a sense of unease and discomfort. 5. Incorporate symbolic elements to represent the emotional turmoil and sense of disconnection from the living world. 6. The image should evoke a sense of sadness, longing, and fear.  **Image Prompt:**  Title: "Echoes of Memory"  Description:  Imagine yourself standing in a desolate, overgrown graveyard at dusk. The air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. The sky above is a deep, foreboding grey, like a canvas painted by the hand of a morbid artist.  Before you lies the grave of your grandmother, whose passing has left an unfillable void in your life. As you approach the weathered headstone, you notice that the grass around it appears to be growing in strange, unnatural patterns - as if the very earth itself is trying to reach out and touch the stone.  Suddenly, the air seems to vibrate with the whispers of loved ones who have passed on. Your grandmother's gentle voice carries through the misty atmosphere, calling out your name. You feel a shiver run down your spine as you realize that she is standing before you, her eyes - those warm, loving eyes - fixed upon yours.  But there's something... off about this reunion. Your grandmother's smile seems to be tinged with a hint of sadness, and the way her eyes seem to bore into yours makes you feel like an insect under a microscope. You try to speak, but your voice catches in your throat like a bird trying to escape its cage.  The scene is set in a dimly lit, fog-shrouded cemetery, where the headstones are covered in moss and lichen, and the air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. The sky above is a sickly yellow color, like the glow from a lantern left burning too long.  As you stand there, frozen in terror, your grandmother begins to move closer, her voice growing louder, more insistent... (more details below)**  **Image Prompt:**  Imagine yourself standing at the edge of a fog-shrouded cemetery, surrounded by crumbling headstones and overgrown with moss and lichen. The air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. The sky above is a sickly yellow color, like the glow from a lantern left burning too long.  You're not alone. Your deceased loved ones, once familiar and comforting, now loom before you like specters. Their faces are pale, their eyes sunken, and their skin feels cold to the touch. They move towards you with an unsettling slowness, their whispers growing louder, more urgent...  Your grandmother, whose cooking was always a source of comfort, approaches you first. Her eyes, once warm and loving, now seem empty, her smile twisted into a macabre grin. She reaches out a bony hand, her fingers grasping for yours.  Next to arrive is your father, his face etched with lines of worry and concern. His voice, once filled with warmth and reassurance, now carries an unsettling cadence, like the creaking of old wooden doors. He touches your shoulder, his cold flesh sending shivers down your spine...  Your deceased best friend, Rachel, appears last, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. She whispers secrets in your ear, her hot breath making you recoil in horror. Her hand, once so warm and comforting, now feels like ice...  Imagine yourself standing in a dark, abandoned cemetery at midnight. The moon casts an eerie glow on the crumbling headstones, as if it's trying to illuminate the secrets of the dead. You're surrounded by an unsettling silence, punctuated only by the distant howling of wolves or the faint creaking of trees.  As you begin to interact with your deceased loved ones, they start to take on a life-like quality. Your father's eyes seem to sparkle with warmth and kindness once more. Your mother's smile returns, and her voice is filled with the same loving tone it always held when she was alive.  However, as you continue to talk and laugh with them, the atmosphere starts to shift. The moon begins to hide behind thick clouds, casting an unsettling gloom over the cemetery. The headstones start to crack and crumble, as if they're being eaten away by some unseen force.  The air grows colder, and you can't shake the feeling that something is watching you from just beyond the edge of your perception. You try to brush it off as mere unease, but deep down, you know that the veil between worlds is thinning, and the living and dead are starting to bleed together.  In this nightmare, the deceased loved ones seem to be stuck in a perpetual state of limbo, unable to move on or find peace. They're trapped in this twilight realm, reliving memories of their lives with you, but unable to communicate effectively due to the limitations of the afterlife.  As you navigate this eerie landscape, you stumble upon a decrepit old mansion that seems to be the focal point of the dream. The walls are cracked and crumbling, the floorboards creak beneath your feet, and the air is thick with the stench of decay.  You push open the door to find yourself in a grand ballroom filled with the ghosts of loved ones past. They're all dressed in their finest attire from years gone by, their faces pale and gaunt as they float about the room.  As you look around, you
    Portrait Photo of a ((((blue gelatine :1.5))megaman:1.4)), who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Photo of a man who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining, , Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,defeated posture, ( detailed in background:1.6)Serious,Curi
    photograph capturing a serene winter scene featuring a pack of six white wolves nestled together in a natural shelter formed by a large tree. The wolves are arranged closely, with three lying down and three sitting up, all facing the camera with calm expressions. Their thick, fluffy white fur contrasts beautifully against the dark background and snow-covered ground. The wolves' dark eyes and black noses add to their expressive appearance. The tree, with its massive, thick roots and dense evergreen branches, creates a cave-like entrance around the pack. The tree's branches and roots extend outward, forming an archway that frames the wolves. Snow clings to the branches and roots, adding texture and depth to the scene. The ground is covered in pristine, powdery white snow, with visible roots and twigs extending outward, creating intricate patterns. The lighting is soft and diffused, likely from moonlight, casting a cool blue hue over the entire scene and highlighting the textures of the wolves' fur and the tree's bark. The background consists of more snow and dark, shadowy trees, enhancing the sense of depth and isolation in this tranquil winter forest setting. The overall color palette includes cool hues of white, dark brown, midnight blue, and forest green, with low saturation and high contrast, emphasizing the wintry atmosphere and creating a peaceful, harmonious mood
    Portrait Photo of a megaman who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a ((blue gelatine megaman:1.7)), who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
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    Illustration of an 18-year-old girl with green eyes and freckles that enhance her lovely face. Her long, straight black hair complements her pale skin. Tasteful tattoos adorning her arms complete her unique style. She wears an elegant bondage outfit with fur details and minimal accessories. Her pose, lying on the snowy ground, accentuating her chiseled abs. The winter landscape setting with snow-covered trees and a soft, diffused light form a cinematic atmosphere.
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
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    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
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    The White Bone Demon Lies Broken and Defeated
Camera Angle: Low-angle shot, looking down at the White Bone Demon's broken and battered body.
Camera Movement: The camera is stationary, emphasizing the White Bone Demon's helplessness and defeat.
Lighting: The lighting is dim and muted, with a faint, eerie glow emanating from the White Bone Demon's broken bones.
Composition: The White Bone Demon's skeletal body is sprawled out on the ground, her bones shattered and broken. Her skull is cracked, and her eyes are dim and lifeless.
Character Description: The White Bone Demon's skeletal face is twisted in a mixture of pain and defeat, her eyes sunken and her skin pale. Her body is broken and battered, with bones shattered and splintered.
Focus: The focus is on the White Bone Demon's broken and defeated body, with the camera lingering on her shattered bones and lifeless eyes.
    Illustration of an 18-year-old girl with green eyes and freckles that enhance her lovely face. Her long, straight black hair complements her pale skin. Tasteful tattoos adorning her arms complete her unique style. She wears an elegant bondage outfit with fur details and minimal accessories. Her pose, lying on the snowy ground, accentuating her chiseled abs. The winter landscape setting with snow-covered trees and a soft, diffused light form a cinematic atmosphere.
    Realistic image of an Indian queen with long, curly hair adorned with beautiful flowers. She is wearing a green dhoti and a green strapless blouse, accessorized with minimal jewelry. She is lying on the grass with her navel touching the ground, both legs raised, and a smile on her face. The scene has a dark background with a bright, shining moon and a floral backdrop.
    Photo of a man who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining, , Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
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    masterpiece, score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up This Bump, scars, and ridges crisscross the monstrous waveform shell from where the boundaries of dimensions ground against the interstitial space. A soft organ-thing lies inside, lit by the glimmers of Old Light flashing off the all-color nacre. Grooves across the shell mantle billow with the dust of ontoxanthellae, cross-dimensional symbiotes. Arrayed aside them are articles of other places, a pan-dimensional inventory stocked by an entropic broker.
    Here's a detailed image prompt for "a bizarre dream":  **Title:** "The Surreal Journey"  **Composition:**  Imagine a dreamlike scenario where the boundaries of reality are blurred. The scene is set in a fantastical landscape with rolling hills, twisted tree branches, and a sky that's a swirling vortex of colors - think of a cross between Salvador Dali's melting clocks and the psychedelic patterns of a 1960s acid trip.  **Main Elements:**  1. **A figure in the distance**: Depict a lone protagonist (perhaps a silhouette or a partially obscured face) walking towards the viewer from the horizon. This character should be dressed in an outfit that's equal parts futuristic and retro, think steampunk-meets-hippie-chic. 2. **Giant, floating eggs**: Suspended above the landscape are dozens of giant, glowing eggs - some of which have already cracked open, releasing wispy tendrils that swirl around them like ethereal tentacles. The eggs should be an assortment of colors: iridescent blues and greens, fiery oranges and yellows, and deep, rich purples. 3. **Twisted, gnarled tree roots**: Throughout the landscape, visualize massive, twisted root systems sprouting from the ground. These should resemble the limbs of some ancient, mystical forest giant, with bulbous growths and strange, organic shapes. 4. **Rainbow-hued mist**: A wispy, iridescent fog should be drifting across the scene, tinted with hues of pink, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet. The mist should be swirling and curling around the twisted tree roots and the giant, glowing orbs (see below). 5. **Glowing orbs**: Scattered throughout the landscape are a series of glowing, ethereal orbs. These should resemble miniature versions of the aurora borealis, pulsating with an otherworldly energy. The orbs should be spaced at irregular intervals, some hovering near the ground while others float higher in the air. 6. **Surreal architecture**: In the background of the dream scene, a cityscape or town is visible, composed of buildings that defy gravity and logic. Skyscrapers twist and curl like tentacles, while houses seem to be constructed from what looks like jellyfish, their translucent bodies glowing softly in the misty light. 7. **Eccentric creatures**: Scattered throughout the dream are various eccentric creatures, each with its own bizarre features. These might include:  * A rabbit with a top hat and monocle, playing a miniature violin while perched on a mushroom.  * A giant, snail-like creature with iridescent shells and tentacles that seem to be conducting an invisible orchestra.  * A flock of birds with the bodies of cats, their feathers ruffled like fur as they flutter and pounce through the air. 8. **Unsettling atmosphere**: The dream takes place in a world where gravity seems to be working in reverse, causing objects and characters to float upwards towards the sky. The air is thick with a strange, sweet-smelling fog that makes it difficult for the viewer to focus on any one thing for more than a few seconds. 9. **Eerie lighting**: The only light comes from glowing mushrooms scattered throughout the landscape, casting an eerie blue-green glow over everything. This light seems to be pulsing and shifting in time with the rhythm of the strange fog's movement. 10. **Surreal characters**: In this dream world, there are creatures that defy explanation - think giant, floating jellyfish-like beings that seem to be made of a shimmering, iridescent material; or humanoid figures with skin like molten lava and hair that looks like it was woven from the tendrils of a giant squid. 11. **Unsettling settings**: The dream takes place in what appears to be an endless cityscape built out of what looks like discarded playing cards, twisted paper clips, and scraps of old maps. Buildings seem to shift and writhe like living things, their walls covered in strange symbols that pulse with a soft blue light. 12. **Eerie soundscape**: The air is filled with the distant sound of whispering voices, each one speaking a different language, but somehow all blending together into a haunting melody. In the distance, you can hear the creaking of ancient wooden gates, and the muffled chime of a clock striking midnight.  **Image Prompt:**  "A bizarre dream"  In the heart of this surreal landscape, a lone figure (you) stands before a massive, glowing portal made from swirling clouds of cotton candy. The air around you is thick with the sweet scent of spun sugar, making your mouth water in anticipation of what lies beyond the shimmering veil.  To either side of the portal, two peculiar creatures frolic and caper: a wispy, winged catfish with iridescent scales that refract light into miniature rainbows, and a three-legged, top-hatted rabbit with ears shaped like cymbals. They're engaged in an absurd dance battle, their paws and claws tapping out a rhythm that harmonizes the air.  In the background, a cityscape of melting wax candles and dripping honeycombs stretches towards the sky, with buildings shaped like giant seashells and wavy lines. The architecture appears to be dissolving into the atmosphere, as if it's being slowly absorbed by some ethereal force.  The color palette is dreamlike: pastel hues of lavender, peach, and mint green mingle with the warm tones of honey and golden light. Shards of iridescent glitter and shimmering dust particles float through the air like tiny meteorites.  In the foreground, a lone figure stands amidst this surreal landscape. It's you – but not quite as you know yourself. Your face is stretched into a grotesque grimace, with eyes that are too large and too far apart. Your body is elongated, like a rubber band being pulled to its limits. You're dressed in a costume that's equal parts Victorian elegance and Steampunk eccentricity – think intricate lace, brass filigree, and a hat shaped like a giant squid.  You're standing on the edge of a lake made of what appears to be Jell-O (but is actually some kind of otherworldly gelatinous substance). The surface of the lake is adorned with floating islands that look suspiciously like giant slices of pineapple. A strange, glowing fog wafts across the water's surface, casting an eerie, pulsing light on your elongated form.  In the background, a cityscape made entirely of playing cards (yes, you read that right – playing cards) rises from the depths of the lake. Buildings shaped like giant clubs, spades, and hearts stretch toward the sky, their cardstock walls shimmering with an otherworldly sheen. The buildings seem to be shifting and morphing into new shapes, as if they're alive and constantly rearranging themselves.  In the foreground, a figure (perhaps yourself?) stands at the lake's edge, looking down at the water with a mix of fascination and unease. Their face is reflected in the rippling surface of the lake, but it's distorted, like a funhouse mirror. The reflection shows your features, but also some bizarre, dreamlike additions - maybe extra eyes, or tentacles, or a misshapen nose.  The atmosphere around you is surreal and unsettling. The sky above seems to be melting, with clouds that resemble twisted, melted wax. The air is thick with an eerie, pulsating mist that makes it hard to focus on anything for more than a few seconds. Every so often, strange, glowing orbs float lazily across the sky, leaving trails of glittering sparks behind them.  The ground beneath your feet is spongy and yielding, like a mixture of moss and fog. It's hard to tell where the dream begins and ends, as the world around you seems to be dissolving into pure, liquid uncertainty. Every step forward feels like it could collapse into nothingness at any moment.  As you look down at your hands, they're distorted, like reflections in a funhouse mirror. Your fingers seem to be melting, morphing into tendrils that curl and uncurl like snakes. The skin on your palms is a deep, eerie purple, like the color of a bruise that's been there for decades.  In the distance, you see a cityscape made entirely out of playing cards, with buildings that look like they're about to collapse at any moment. The streets are filled with tiny, iridescent insects that leave trails of glitter in their wake. The air is thick with the scent of old books and damp earth.  As you walk through this surreal landscape, you notice that everything is slightly askew, as if it's been viewed through a funhouse mirror. The laws of physics seem to be bending and warping around you, making it impossible to get a clear sense of up or down.  Ahead of you, a giant clock face looms, its numerals melting like wax in the sun. The ticking sound is deafening, but the hands refuse to move, stuck in an eternal loop of 3:47 AM. The sky above is a swirling vortex of purple and green clouds, with flashes of lightning illuminating strange, glowing symbols that seem to be etched into the fabric of reality.  As you approach the clock face, you notice that it's surrounded by a tangle of vines and tendrils, like some sort of arboreal sculpture. The leaves are shaped like tiny, twisted faces, all screaming silently in terror. The air is thick with the scent of old books and stale coffee, making your stomach turn with unease.  Now, let's add some surreal elements to make this dream even more
    photograph capturing a serene winter scene featuring close-up a pack of six white wolves nestled together in a natural shelter formed by a large tree. The wolves are arranged closely, with three lying down and three sitting up, all facing the camera with calm expressions. Their thick, fluffy white fur contrasts beautifully against the dark background and snow-covered ground. The wolves' dark eyes and black noses add to their expressive appearance. The tree, with its massive, thick roots and dense evergreen branches, creates a cave-like entrance around the pack. The tree's branches and roots extend outward, forming an archway that frames the wolves. Snow clings to the branches and roots, adding texture and depth to the scene. The ground is covered in pristine, powdery white snow, with visible roots and twigs extending outward, creating intricate patterns. The lighting is soft and diffused, likely from moonlight, casting a cool blue hue over the entire scene and highlighting the textures of the wolves' fur and the tree's bark. The background consists of more snow and dark, shadowy trees, enhancing the sense of depth and isolation in this tranquil winter forest setting. The overall color palette includes cool hues of white, dark brown, midnight blue, and forest green, with low saturation and high contrast, emphasizing the wintry atmosphere and creating a peaceful, harmonious mood
    (lots of Huge Moai|Buddha, on Easter Island, half buried in the ground:1.6), (Ancient megalithic civilization, Azka Lines, Angkor Wat, halong bay:1.4), Totem pole, stone Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva,
(The giant who has been sleeping for 20,000 years lies in the valley with his face exposed on the ground, Extend his palm:1.5),
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extremely detailed, hillscastel, great lighting, extrusionbuilding
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    (lots of Huge Moai|Buddha, on Easter Island, half buried in the ground:1.6), (Ancient megalithic civilization, Azka Lines, Angkor Wat, halong bay:1.4), Totem pole, stone Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva,
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    Photo of a megaman who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining, , Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20
    An angel with a beautiful face, 
kneeling down and asking for forgiveness. Majestic gray color angel wings. Curly hair on blonde shoulders. Her eyes look towards the ground. Satin dress with brocade detail. Her tears lie on the ground as red rose buds. Beam of light shining in the background. Columns. Marble details. I don't want jewelry. Close-up portrait. Centered image. Perfect pose. Dynamic pose. Organic. Energetic. Volumetric light. Hyperrealism. Pop surrealism. Surrealism. Fantastic. Fantasy. Divine. Admirable. I don't want jewelry. Flawless beauty. Rare beauty. Mysterious. A dreamy fairy tale. Storybook illustration. A masterpiece of small details. Sharp focus. Ultra detailed. Perfect synchronization of soft colors and vivid colors. 60-30-10 rule. The image must have a mysterious look and an incredible masterpiece quality. Ultra detailed. Soft palette. Transition from tone to tone. Super details. Pay close attention to small details. Ultra-fine details that capture every texture. The macro should provide details. Super detailed texture. Realistic texture design. Luxury details. It must be absolutely perfect. Cinematic effects must be applied. The proportions of objects must match the aspect ratio of the screen. It must be UHD (Ultra High Definition format). 3D. Hdr. High quality. 32k Ultra HD, 
ultra realistic. 35mm Fuji Film. Nicoletta Ceccoli style. Hunt Slonem style. Mandy Disher style.
    What a fascinating and unsettling topic! Here's a detailed image prompt to help inspire your artistic creation:  **Title:** "The Toothless Terror"  **Scene:** A dark, eerie forest at midnight. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves.  **Main Subject:** A figure, shrouded in shadows, stands at the center of the composition. This figure is none other than the artist themselves, but with a twist: they have lost all their teeth. Yes, you read that right – every single tooth has vanished, leaving behind a gruesome, gaping maw.  **Expression:** The facial expression on this toothless terror should convey a mix of horror, desperation, and despair. Eyes wide with fear, the artist's gaze is fixed upon something just out of frame (perhaps a reflection in a nearby stream or a distant, glowing light).  **Surroundings:** The forest floor is littered with discarded dental appliances – dentures, fillings, and even fragments of tooth enamel. Twisted, gnarled tree roots writhe like skeletal fingers, while the branches above are shrouded in mist, casting long, ominous shadows.  **Visual motifs:**  1. **Toothbrushes**: Several toothbrushes, worn out and covered in rust, lie scattered about, as if they'd been used to scrub away at the missing teeth. 2. **Dental equipment**: A rusty old dental chair or a broken scale hangs from a branch, like some macabre ornament. 3. **Fearful faces**: Faces of people with gaping toothless mouths stare out from the misty trees, their eyes sunken and fearful. 4. **Missing teeth**: Individual teeth float in mid-air, as if they'd been plucked from the mouths of those staring faces. Some are stained with blood or dirt, while others glow eerily in the dark. 5. **Darkness**: The overall atmosphere is one of foreboding darkness, punctuated only by the faint glows of the missing teeth and the distant hum of an unseen, unsettling presence.  Here's a detailed image prompt for your nightmare:  **Composition:**  Imagine a dense, misty forest, with twisted tree branches reaching towards the sky like skeletal fingers. The ground is dry, cracked earth, like the mouth of some ancient, long-abandoned well. In the center of this eerie scene, a lone figure stands, its face a grotesque parody of a human visage.  **The Figure:**  This figure has a distorted, elongated head, with eyes that seem to be staring directly into your soul. Its skin is deathly pale, with dark veins visible beneath the surface. The most striking feature, however, is the absence of teeth – the figure's mouth is a gaping, toothless void, like an open grave.  **The Teeth:**  Scattered throughout the forest floor are hundreds of tiny, gleaming white teeth, each one perfectly preserved and eerily uniform in size and shape. They seem to be staring up at the figure, as if trying to reattach themselves to its gums. The teeth are arranged in a deliberate pattern, like a macabre puzzle or a demented game board.  **The Background:**  The forest surrounding the figure is dark, twisted, and alive with movement. Twisted tree roots writhe across the ground like snakes, while gnarled branches grasp for the air above like skeletal fingers. The sky above is a deep, bloody red, as if the very heavens themselves are bleeding in response to the figure's dental despair.  **Additional Details:**  * The figure's face is gaunt and sunken, with dark circles under its eyes that seem to be sucking in the light around it. * Its mouth is a twisted, toothless gash, with the gums pulled back like a maw of hunger. * A faint, eerie glow emanates from the space where its teeth should be, as if some malevolent force is lurking just beneath the surface, waiting to pounce. * The air around the figure seems to vibrate with an otherworldly energy, as if the very fabric of reality is distorted by its dental distress. * In the background, subtle hints of decay and neglect can be seen: a cracked mirror, a stained sink, a discarded toothbrush. These details should whisper "abandon" and "neglect", emphasizing the figure's deep-seated fear of losing control over their own bodily autonomy.  **Image Prompt:**  "A Nightmare About Missing Teeth"  **Scene:** A dimly lit, rundown bathroom with peeling wallpaper and a cracked mirror above the sink. The air is thick with an eerie, unsettling energy.  **The Figure:** A humanoid form (perhaps with some grotesque features) sits slumped over the sink, their face contorted in a mix of despair and horror. Their mouth hangs open, revealing... nothing. Where teeth should be, there's only a vast, empty space, like a void or a crater. The skin around the missing teeth is red and inflamed, with tiny rivulets of blood trickling down.  **Additional Elements:**  * A single tooth, small and yellowed, lies on the edge of the sink, as if it had fallen out during a desperate attempt to retrieve the rest. * A half-empty tube of toothpaste sits beside the figure's hand, its label worn off, revealing only faint, faded lettering. * The walls of the room are covered in cobwebs and dusty old photographs, their subjects' faces blurred or torn away, as if the very fabric of reality was unraveling. * A faint, flickering light emanates from a nearby lamp, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Its shade is askew, like it's been knocked off-kilter by some unseen force. * The air is thick with an unsettling, acrid scent – a mix of decay and dentist's office disinfectant – that makes your skin crawl. * In the center of the room, a decrepit old mirror hangs, its glass cracked and reflecting nothing but darkness. But on its surface, tiny, taunting whispers seem to be etched: "You'll never get them back... never get them back..." * The protagonist stands in front of this mirror, their reflection warped and distorted, as if their very identity is crumbling along with their teeth. * Their mouth is open in a silent scream, revealing a gaping void where their teeth once were. A faint outline of what used to be their pearly whites can still be seen, like the ghostly remnants of a forgotten smile. * The air around them seems to vibrate with an otherworldly hum, as if the very essence of their dental despair is drawing in all the lost and missing teeth from across the universe. * A swirling vortex of toothy terror begins to form at their feet, like a maelstrom of dental despair. The teeth that are sucked into this abyss appear to be warped and twisted, reflecting the darkest fears and anxieties of the dreamer's subconscious.  In the distance, a cityscape looms, its buildings and streets crumbling and decaying, as if they too were suffering from some sort of tooth-related affliction. The skies above are a sickly shade of greenish-yellow, like the glow of a dentist's drill in the midst of a painful procedure.  The dreamer finds themselves standing at the edge of this surreal landscape, their own reflection staring back at them from a broken mirror. But it's not just any ordinary reflection - their teeth are missing, leaving only gaping holes and a sense of utter vulnerability.  As they reach up to touch their face, their fingers seem to fade away, replaced by wispy tendrils of dental floss that writhe and twist like snakes. The air is thick with the stench of decay and neglect, as if the very fabric of reality has begun to rot and crumble around them.  In the background, a cityscape looms, its skyscrapers twisted into grotesque parodies of their former selves - giant molars with jagged, tooth-like protrusions that seem to leer down at the dreamer like cruel sentinels. The moon hangs low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the entire scene.  The dreamer's own eyes are sunken and wild, their pupils dilated into tiny black holes that seem to suck in all the light around them. Their skin is deathly pale, with dark circles under their eyes like two black ravens perched on their cheeks.  Their mouth, of course, is the focal point of this hellish vision: a gaping maw filled with nothing but empty space and jagged gums that seem to be screaming in agony. The dreamer's tongue lolls out like a limp, useless thing, as if it too has been ravaged by some malevolent force.  In the background, dark shapes loom like twisted tree branches or grasping fingers, their outlines starkly defined against a sickly yellow-green glow that seems to seep from the very walls of the dreamer's own mouth. The air is thick with the stench of decay and rotting flesh, as if something ancient and malevolent has taken up residence in this abyss.  The teeth themselves are nowhere to be found - not even a single stray tooth remains to mar the otherwise flawless gums. It's as if they've been swallowed whole by some monstrous entity, leaving behind only the faintest hint of their former presence: a lingering sense of discomfort and unease that refuses to dissipate.  In this waking nightmare, every attempt to find or replace the missing teeth seems futile - the dreamer's efforts are thwarted at every turn by an unseen force that revels in their terror. The more they struggle, the more elusive the truth becomes, until all that's left is a maddening sense of disorientation
    Realistic image of an Indian queen with long, curly hair adorned with beautiful flowers. She is wearing a green dhoti and a green strapless blouse, accessorized with minimal jewelry. She is lying on the grass with her navel touching the ground, both legs raised, and a smile on her face. The scene has a dark background with a bright, shining moon and a floral backdrop.
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
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    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
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    Photo of a megaman who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining, , Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20
    Marching awkward waddle-sliding steps sideways sliding feet black-and-white tuxedo plumage sleek hydrodynamic form streamlining aerodynamics drag resistance cutting efficiently through frigid Antarctic currents swirling eddies vortexes spinning pulling undersea mountains seamount peaks crags fissures cracks crevasses rift valleys trench bottoms ocean floors miles beneath icy crust floating berg iceberg calving glaciers scraping bedrock scouring channels gouging troughs eroding cliffs carving landscapes reshaping coastlines sea level rise flooding low lying areas displacing inhabitants forcing migrations seeking safer grounds elevated altitudes hilltops ridges plateaus topographies transformed geologically tectonically pushed up mountain ranges folded uplifting volcanic eruptions spewing magma lava flows molten rocks cooled hardened basalt glass fused sandstones conglomerates cemented gravel cobble stones boulder scree slopes rubbles piles debris accumulations sediment deposits settling marine sediments compressing metamorphosing recrystallizing minerals gemstones crystals forming within Earth's mantle pressure cook
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snowing, freezing, winter-theme, 
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    A hauntingly beautiful dark fantasy/sci-fi scene featuring a vast, barren landscape with a colossal organic spherical object. The sphere, made up of twisted, intertwined organic materials in a blue-violet color and deep maroon veins, reveals a hollow core with a mesmerizing mesh structure. The sphere is riddled with large red eyes that are woven into the structure of the sphere. A mysterious woman dressed in a yellow hazmat suit stands on the rocky terrain, staring intently at the enigmatic sphere. An overcast sky hangs over her, creating an eerie atmosphere on the desolate landscape. In the distance, ominous structures can be seen on the horizon, hinting at a wider world full of intrigue and danger. This striking image evokes a sense of wonder and curiosity, inviting viewers to explore the mysterious world that lies within, cinematic, poster, painting, dark fantasy, conceptual art. Micro details, facture surface, detail sphere and ground
    A documentary-style photograph captures an elderly man with a full, 
bushy gray beard and hair sitting on the steps of a blue cargo train container. He wears a brown beanie hat, 
a thick brown cloak with fringes draped over his shoulders, 
beige pants rolled up at the ankles, 
and black rugged boots with 'KONG' branding visible on the heel. His expression is pensive as he gazes slightly to the right, 
holding a camera in one hand while the other rests on his knee. To his left stands a large spotlight on a tripod, 
illuminating his face with a bright white light. Near his feet lies a vintage blue KODAK film camera box on the ground. The background features the train extending into the distance, 
with its corrugated metal surface showing signs of wear and tear, 
including rust spots and peeling paint. A weathered concrete structure painted in light blue patches stands adjacent to the train, 
with patches of blue paint visible. To the right, 
a paved pathway bordered by grassy patches leads into the distance, 
flanked by trees and urban elements like streetlights. The sky above is overcast, 
providing soft diffused lighting that creates a somber and reflective mood. The scene extends deep into the midground and background, 
creating a sense of depth and continuity along the railway tracks.
    Marching awkward waddle-sliding steps sideways sliding feet black-and-white tuxedo plumage sleek hydrodynamic form streamlining aerodynamics drag resistance cutting efficiently through frigid Antarctic currents swirling eddies vortexes spinning pulling undersea mountains seamount peaks crags fissures cracks crevasses rift valleys trench bottoms ocean floors miles beneath icy crust floating berg iceberg calving glaciers scraping bedrock scouring channels gouging troughs eroding cliffs carving landscapes reshaping coastlines sea level rise flooding low lying areas displacing inhabitants forcing migrations seeking safer grounds elevated altitudes hilltops ridges plateaus topographies transformed geologically tectonically pushed up mountain ranges folded uplifting volcanic eruptions spewing magma lava flows molten rocks cooled hardened basalt glass fused sandstones conglomerates cemented gravel cobble stones boulder scree slopes rubbles piles debris accumulations sediment deposits settling marine sediments compressing metamorphosing recrystallizing minerals gemstones crystals forming within Earth's mantle pressure cook
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snowing, freezing, winter-theme, 
beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic, aesthetic, (masterpiece, best quality), (((intricate details, highly detailed, ultra-detailed, absurdres))), (unreal engine, octane rendering, high contrast, vivid, vibrant, volumetric lighting), 
midjourneyv6.1, (snowflake)
    photograph capturing a serene winter scene featuring a pack of six white wolves nestled together in a natural shelter formed by a large tree. The wolves are arranged closely, with three lying down and three sitting up, all facing the camera with calm expressions. Their thick, fluffy white fur contrasts beautifully against the dark background and snow-covered ground. The wolves' dark eyes and black noses add to their expressive appearance. The tree, with its massive, thick roots and dense evergreen branches, creates a cave-like entrance around the pack. The tree's branches and roots extend outward, forming an archway that frames the wolves. Snow clings to the branches and roots, adding texture and depth to the scene. The ground is covered in pristine, powdery white snow, with visible roots and twigs extending outward, creating intricate patterns. The lighting is soft and diffused, likely from moonlight, casting a cool blue hue over the entire scene and highlighting the textures of the wolves' fur and the tree's bark. The background consists of more snow and dark, shadowy trees, enhancing the sense of depth and isolation in this tranquil winter forest setting. The overall color palette includes cool hues of white, dark brown, midnight blue, and forest green, with low saturation and high contrast, emphasizing the wintry atmosphere and creating a peaceful, harmonious mood
    In the desert's heart, where shadows stretch long,
Lies a village named for the devil-princess' dark song.
Sands burn gold under a merciless sun,
Mountains encircle, their secrets undone.
Stone huts huddle on cracked, arid ground,
Twisting paths through ruins profound.
Walls adorned with ancient, cryptic marks,
Symbols that glow as twilight embarks.
The devil-princess' palace, a citadel of black,
Looms over the village with turrets that crack.
Obsidian towers pierce the cobalt sky,
Reflecting moonlight as night draws nigh.
Cacti with crimson blooms line the streets,
Their thorns sharp, their scent bittersweet.
Ghostly trees with twisted, gnarled limbs,
Stand silent, casting eerie, jagged whims.
An obsidian central fountain, dry as coal,
Surrounded by statues, sullied, unwhole.
Their eyes seem to follow, carved with dread,
Guardians of secrets long since dead.
Crimson banners flap in the wind,
Tattered remnants of sins unpinned.
A serpent path of sharp iron sliver dust,
Leads to the temple of depravity and lust.
Stars above, a devilish dome,
Illuminate this forsaken home.
The village sleeps under the devil-princess' gaze,
Locked in her eternal nightmare, a mystic maze.
[Very wide photograph, (very strong fisheye-lens photograph) , (8k), (uhd) , ((arial downward looking)) intricately detailed, (very detailed background), (multiple exposures overlaid on long exposure), (upsetting)
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    Portrait Photo of a ((((blue gelatine :1.5))megaman:1.4)), who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a ((((blue gelatine :1.7))megaman:1.4)), who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a ((((blue gelatine :1.7))megaman:1.4)), who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a ((((blue gelatine :1.7))megaman:1.4)), who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a ((((blue gelatine :1.5))megaman:1.4)), who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a ((blue gelatine megaman:1.7)), who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a ((blue gelatine megaman:1.7)), who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a megaman who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a megaman who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a blue gelatine megaman who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Portrait Photo of a blue gelatine megaman who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining,(beautiful face:1.6), Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,( detailed in background:1.6)Perfil,18-20 (dirty:1.8)
    Photo of a megaman who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining, , Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,defeated posture, ( detailed in background:1.6)Serious,Curi
    Photo of a megaman who is standing looking at how his city has been destroyed by a nuclear bomb. He has just arrived at the disaster and observes the horror of the destruction, ruined buildings full of smoke and flames, ground full of rubble with skeletons lying around In the dawn light floods the scene, the man is completely dressed in normal clothes and wet, he is dirty, everything is a disaster, the sky is cloudy and it is raining, , Fujifilm XT3,film still,film grain,cinematic,soldier accessories,war style, professional photo,best quality and best aesthetic,Award-winning artistic photos,Outdoors,public places,defeated posture, ( detailed in background:1.6)Serious,Curi, (dirty armor:1.6)

      RealVisXL V5.0

    • V5.0 Lightning (BakedVAE) - realvisxlV50_v50LightningBakedvae.safetensors
    • V5.0 (BakedVAE) - realvisxlV50_v50Bakedvae.safetensors
    • V4.0 Lightning (BakedVAE) - realvisxlV50_v40LightningBakedvae.safetensors
    • V4.0 (BakedVAE) - realvisxlV50_v40Bakedvae.safetensors
    • V3.0 Turbo (BakedVAE) - realvisxlV50_v30TurboBakedvae.safetensors
    • V3.0 (BakedVAE) - realvisxlV50_v30Bakedvae.safetensors
    • V3.0-inpaint (BakedVAE) - realvisxlV50_v30InpaintBakedvae.safetensors
    • V2.02 Turbo (BakedVAE) - realvisxlV50_v202TurboBakedvae.safetensors
    • V2.0 (BakedVAE) - realvisxlV50_v20Bakedvae.safetensors
    • V1.02 Turbo (BakedVAE) - realvisxlV50_v102TurboBakedvae.safetensors
    • V1.0 (BakedVAE) - realvisxlV50_v10Bakedvae.safetensors

      Realistic Vision V6.0 B1

    • V5.1 Hyper (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v51HyperVAE.safetensors
    • V5.1 Hyper-Inpaint (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v51HyperInpaintVAE.safetensors
    • V5.1 (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v51VAE.ckpt
    • V5.1-inpainting (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v51VAE-inpainting.safetensors
    • V6.0 B1 (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v60B1VAE.safetensors
    • V6.0 B1 inpainting (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v60B1InpaintingVAE.safetensors
    • V5.0 (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v50VAE.ckpt
    • V5.0-inpainting (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v50VAE-inpainting.ckpt
    • V4.0 (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v40VAE.safetensors
    • V4.0-inpainting (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v40VAE-inpainting.safetensors
    • V3.0 (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v30VAE.safetensors
    • V3.0-inpainting (VAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v30VAE-inpainting.ckpt
    • V3.0 (noVAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v30Novae.safetensors
    • V3.0-inpainting (noVAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v30Novae-inpainting.ckpt
    • V2.0 (noVAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v20Novae.ckpt
    • V2.0-inpainting (noVAE) - realisticVisionV60B1_v20Novae-inpainting.ckpt
    • V1.3 - realisticVisionV60B1_v13.safetensors
    • V1.3-inpainting - realisticVisionV60B1_v13-inpainting.ckpt
    • V1.2 - realisticVisionV60B1_v12.ckpt