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The scene is the desert outside ancient Egypt, Pharoah Ramses ll and his massive thousands strong army are mounted on Chariots and are chasing Moses and thousands of Israelites into the Red Sea, The waters of the Red Sea are beginning to part for Moses and the Israelites to escape from Ramses ll massive armies., chariot races, we see ten chariots racing around the arena, there is dirt and dust are in the air, the people in the seats are on their feet urging the onward and throwing beautiful flowers into the arena, movement blur, motion blur, dust in air

Here's a detailed image prompt for "A Nightmare About Being Trapped": **Title:** "Caged In" **Scene:** A dark, eerie forest at night. The trees are twisted and gnarled, with thick vines and thorny branches that seem to reach out like skeletal fingers. **Protagonist:** A young adult (18-25 years old), dressed in casual clothing (e.g., jeans, t-shirt, sneakers). They're standing in the center of a clearing, surrounded by the forest's darkness. Their face is contorted with fear and panic. **The Trap:** The protagonist is trapped in a massive, ancient tree stump that has been transformed into a giant cage. The bars are thick, rusty iron, and they seem to be made from the very trees themselves. The cage is covered in vines and moss, making it almost invisible at first glance. **Nightmarish Elements:** 1. **Spiders:** Thousands of tiny, glowing spiders (bioluminescent) are crawling all over the tree stump, their eyes fixed on the protagonist with an unblinking stare. 2. **Thorns:** The cage is covered in thick, barbed thorns that seem to be reaching out to grab the protagonist's skin. They're a deep, blood-like red color and appear to be pulsing with a malevolent energy. 3. **Shadows:** Dark, twisted shadows writhe across the ground, as if the very forest itself is alive and trying to consume the protagonist. 4. **The Prison:** The tree stump has become a prison cell, with thick, gnarled bars that seem to be slowly closing in on the protagonist like a vise. The walls are cracked and crumbling, as if they're being eaten away by some unseen force. 5. **The Protagonist's Desperation:** The protagonist is shown trapped within the cage, their face contorted with fear and desperation as they try to escape from the crushing nightmare. Image Prompt: Imagine a dark, eerie forest at night, with tall trees looming above like skeletal fingers. In the center of this foreboding landscape stands an ancient tree stump, its bark twisted and gnarled like the roots of some malevolent force. The stump has become a prison cell, with thick bars that seem to be slowly closing in on our protagonist. The protagonist, a figure shrouded in shadows, is trapped within the cage. Their face contorted with fear and desperation, their eyes wide with terror as they realize they're stuck, unable to escape the crushing nightmare. The air around them is thick with mist, like the breath of some ancient beast that's watching from the darkness. In the foreground, the ground is overgrown with thorny vines and dead leaves, like a grave yard for forgotten dreams. In the distance, the trees seem to be closing in, their branches reaching out like grasping fingers, as if trying to snatch our protagonist back into the nightmare. The sky above is a deep, foreboding crimson, like the glow of embers from a dying fire. The moon, if it exists at all, is hidden behind a veil of dark clouds, leaving only an eerie, flickering light to cast long shadows across the ground. In the center of the image, our protagonist stands frozen in terror, their face contorted into a mask of despair as they gaze out at the oppressive landscape. Their arms are raised above their head, as if trying to reach for something just out of grasp, while their legs are splayed wide, as if rooted to the spot. The ground beneath them is dry, cracked earth, like the surface of a long-abandoned well. The air around them seems to vibrate with an otherworldly energy, as if the very fabric of reality is distorted and warped by the nightmare's dark power. In the background, twisted, gnarled trees loom like skeletal fingers, their branches grasping for the trapped individual like bony claws. The sky above is a sickly shade of yellow-green, with clouds that seem to writhe and twist like living serpents. Lightning cracks across the sky, casting an eerie glow over the entire scene. In the foreground, the ground seems to be pulling inward, as if it's trying to suck the trapped individual down into some dark, abyssal void. The air is thick with a noxious, choking fog that makes it hard to breathe, and the sound of distant screams and wails echoes through the mist like a chorus of tormented souls. The trapped individual is shown in mid-desperation, their arms flailing wildly as they try to escape the crushing weight of the collapsing ground. Their face contorts in a mixture of fear, panic, and despair as they realize that there's no way out - they're trapped forever in this waking nightmare. In the background, twisted, gnarled trees loom like skeletal fingers, their branches grasping for victims to ensnare them in a never-ending cycle of terror. The sky above is a sickly shade of green, with clouds that appear to be made of writhing, pulsing tendrils that seem to writhe and twist like living serpents. In the foreground, the ground itself appears to be shifting and buckling underfoot, like a living thing trying to crush the protagonist. The air is thick with an otherworldly fog that obscures all sense of direction or escape, making it impossible for the dreamer to find their way out of this waking horror. Additional details: * The nightmare takes place in a desolate, post-apocalyptic landscape where crumbling buildings and twisted metal scraps dot the horizon like skeletal remains. * The protagonist finds themselves trapped in a labyrinthine maze of twisted steel beams and shattered concrete, with no visible exits or escape routes. * As they struggle to free themselves, the walls begin to close in on them, the cold darkness pressing down like an invisible force. * Flickering fluorescent lights cast eerie shadows on the walls, making it seem as though the nightmare itself is watching their every move. * Every attempt to find a way out only leads to more confusion and disorientation - corridors loop back on themselves, doors lead to dead ends, and stairwells seem to vanish into thin air. * The atmosphere is heavy with the stench of decay and neglect, as if the very fabric of reality has begun to unravel. * In the distance, a faint glow hints at some unknown source of light - but it's always just out of reach. Image Prompt: Imagine yourself trapped in a never-ending labyrinth of dark corridors, crumbling walls, and twisted stairwells. The air is thick with the stench of decay and neglect, as if the very fabric of reality has begun to unravel. You're surrounded by flickering fluorescent lights that cast eerie shadows on the walls, making it seem like the walls themselves are twisting and writhing in agony. Every step you take leads only to more twists and turns, with no escape in sight. In the distance, a faint glow hints at some unknown source of light - but it's always just out of reach. You can almost taste the sweet promise of freedom, only to have it snatched away as you're forced to turn back into the darkness. As you stumble through the maze, the walls begin to close in around you like a vise. The air grows thick with an oppressive heaviness, making every breath feel like a struggle. Shadows writhe across the ground like living things, taunting you with their elusiveness. In this hellish labyrinth, every door you open leads only to more doors, each one slamming shut behind you like the sound of a trap snapping shut. The farther you go, the more lost you become in a sea of identical corridors and dead-end alleys. Your own reflections stare back at you from the darkness, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly light that seems to pulse in sync with your racing heartbeat. Every step you take feels like a desperate bid for freedom, only to be met with another dead end or a door that refuses to budge. The walls seem to press in on you, their cold, damp stone exuding a malevolent energy that seeps into your very bones. You can't shake the feeling that you're being slowly squeezed to death, trapped in this endless labyrinth of shadows and terrors. In the distance, you see flashes of darkness coalescing into grotesque forms: grasping hands, snapping jaws, and unblinking eyes. The air is heavy with the stench of rot and decay, and every breath you take feels like a desperate attempt to fill your lungs with something other than the stench of your own despair. As you twist and turn through the darkness, the walls seem to shift and writhe around you, like some malevolent entity trying to confine you. You can't shake the feeling that you're being herded towards some terrible fate, like a rat in a maze, with no escape from the abyss of terror that awaits. The image should evoke a sense of claustrophobic dread, as if you're trapped in a never-ending nightmare from which there's no awakening. The darkness itself seems to have taken on a life of its own, twisting and contorting around you like some living, sentient thing. Some possible visual elements to include: * A narrow, winding corridor or tunnel that stretches out before you, with no visible exit * Walls made of dark, damp stone or rusty metal bars that seem to close in on you as you move forward * Flickering torches or distant lights that cast eerie shadows and make the darkness seem even more oppressive * A sense of perpetual motion, as if you're trapped in a never-ending cycle of walking, running, or crawling through the dark passage * A feeling of claustrophobia or ent

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The scene is the desert outside an accurate ancient Egypt, Pharoah Ramses ll and his massive thousands strong army are mounted on Chariots and are chasing Moses and thousands of Israelites through the hot desert into the Reed Sea, The waters of the Red Sea are beginning to part for Moses and the Israelites to escape from Ramses ll massive armies., chariot races, we see ten chariots racing around the arena, there is dirt and dust are in the air, the people in the seats are on their feet urging the onward and throwing beautiful flowers into the arena, movement blur, motion blur, dust in air

The scene is the historically accurately ancient Egypt, Pharoah Ramses ll and his massive thousands strong army are mounted on Chariots and are chasing Moses and thousands of Israelites into the Red Sea, The waters of the Red Sea are beginning to part for Moses and the Israelites to escape from Ramses ll massive armies., chariot races, we see ten chariots racing around the arena, there is dirt and dust are in the air, the people in the seats are on their feet urging the onward and throwing beautiful flowers into the arena, movement blur, motion blur, dust in air

The scene is the historically accurately Rome of the first century a.d. circa 70 a.d. the focus of the picture is (((20 twenty frightened people that are huddled together in fear))), they are wearing bits of filthy and torn rags, (((they are looking in fear at the hungry lions coming towards them))) Roman Colosseum, the upper seats of the Colosseum are completely filled with thousands of people dressed in ancient Roman style clothing of bright colorful togas are sitting all the way around the Colosseum with its massive retractable velarium surrounding the arena, they are looking down at the people in the arena below and laughing, some of them are standing and applauding and we see Emperor Nero sitting on his throne in the Colosseum with his arm extended and his thumb is down indicating death, there are Roman Centurions standing on both sides of Nero

The scene is the historically accurately Roman Colosseum of the first century a.d. circa 70 a.d. We are sitting in the seats along with thousands of other gaudily dressed people who are laughing and cheering while they look down at the arena below them, the focus of the picture is the arena below, (((in the center of the Arena we see twenty frightened people being stalked by hungry lions))), the upper seats are completely filled with thousands of people dressed in ancient Roman style clothing of bright colorful togas are sitting all the way around the Colosseum with its massive retractable velarium surrounding the arena, they are looking down at the people in the arena below and laughing, some of them are standing and applauding and we see Emperor Nero sitting on his throne in the Colosseum with his arm extended and his thumb is down indicating death, there are Roman Centurions staning on both sides of Nero

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Picture a breathtaking piece of jewelry, a pendant crafted from the rarest sapphire, its deep blue hue shifting like an ocean in a storm. The stone is set in an intricate filigree of platinum, delicate swirls and curls designed to catch the light at every angle. Tiny diamonds, each one perfectly cut, are embedded around the sapphire, their brilliance like stars scattered across a midnight sky. The chain holding the pendant is thin but strong, its links finely detailed, almost appearing to shimmer with an ethereal glow.
Suddenly, a burst of dramatic lightning strikes in the distance, casting a stark, electric glow across the scene. The light dances off the sapphire, causing it to flash with an intensity that seems almost alive. The diamonds catch the light in a thousand different ways, creating sparks of brilliance that flicker like fireflies in the night. The surrounding darkness is momentarily illuminated, revealing every intricate detail of the piece, from the smooth, polished edges to the delicate craftsmanship of the setting.
The jewelry seems to pulse with energy, as if the storm itself has charged it with a newfound power. The scene exudes a sense of high drama and intense beauty, as the pendant, bathed in the afterglow of the lightning, becomes a symbol of both elegance and raw, natural force.

The serene river, fog mist and haze, striking details of water, a shimmering ribbon of silver, winds gently through the landscape, its calm waters reflecting the majestic beauty of the distant mountains. moon in sky, crescent moon,The striking silhouettes of the mountains rise majestically, their peaks veiled in a mystical haze, creating an aura of mystery and intrigue. Among these giants stands a lone tree, its silhouette a striking sentinel, a testament to the enduring strength of nature. As the sun begins its descent, it paints the sky with a vibrant palette, a masterpiece of soft pinks and deep, fiery oranges, its rays reaching out to embrace the land. Birds take to the sky, their graceful silhouettes cutting through the warm hues, their wings a blur of freedom and tranquility against the vibrant canvas. The river, now bathed in the golden light, sparkles with a thousand reflections, each ripple a mirror to the striking details of this natural sanctuary. This captivating scene, where land, water, and sky converge in harmony, invites onlookers to embrace the awe-inspiring wonders of the natural world.

$Here is a description of a dying planet falling apart in space from a cataclysmic event, using a dramatic color scheme and unreal realism, as if it were a professional photo from space capturing a galactic event: The once-vibrant world of Kerridan now hangs in the inky void, a smoldering relic of its former glory. Its surface fractures and ruptures, belching forth plumes of crimson plasma and obsidian smoke into the cosmos. Where lush continents once thrived, only jagged shards of crust remain, their edges glowing a malevolent orange from the seething oceans of magma that bleed through the deepening fissures. Titanic rifts scar the planet's face, exposing its molten interior to the cold vacuum of space. The heavens above swirl in hues of bruised violet and sickly green, the celestial maelstrom of cosmic radiation and charged particles unleashed by Kerridan's demise. Auroras of pure malice dance across this hellish sky, their tendrils lashing the dying world as if to hasten its descent into oblivion. Adrift in this apocalyptic scene float thousands of fragments - all that remains of Kerridan's once-mighty moon. Some burn white-hot as they plummet through the planet's atmosphere, while others tumble lifelessly, their surfaces glazed in a funereal black glass formed from the fury of impact. final agony before Kerridan is torn asunder, its very existence extinguished in a blinding burst of gamma rays and X-ray fury that will echo through the cosmos for millennia to come$

Vibrant with deep blues, silvery whites, and warm golden tones,
Computer Graphics: 8K ultra-realistic render, High definition, A breathtaking night scene with thousands of glowing fireflies filling the air, flying toward the vibrant Milky Way galaxy. Above the stars, a mesmerizing aurora in shades of green, purple, and pink dances across the night sky, casting a magical glow on the surroundings. Snow-capped mountains in the distance are illuminated by gentle moonlight, while a crystal-clear river sparkles under the starlight, cascading down the landscape. A flower-filled meadow in the foreground adds color and movement as petals are scattered by the breeze, enhancing the dynamic and enchanting atmosphere. The scene is photorealistic, with incredible attention to detail, blending the aurora’s ethereal beauty with the serene natural elements.

What a thrilling and terrifying task! Here's your worst nightmare in vivid detail: **The Setting:** A dark, cramped, and eerily silent subway tunnel. The walls are damp and covered in old graffiti, while the air is thick with the stench of mold and decay. **The Nightmare Begins:** You're standing at the end of the tunnel, trying to make your way back to the safety of the main platform. But as you take that first step forward, the fluorescent lights above flicker and die, plunging you into darkness. The only sound is the soft hum of a distant train, growing louder with each passing moment. **The First Horror:** As your eyes adjust to the blackness, you notice that the tunnel's walls are now covered in twisted, gnarled roots. They're moving, like living vines, and they seem to be closing in on you from all sides. You try to move forward, but every step feels like quicksand â the more you struggle, the deeper you sink. **The Second Terror:** Suddenly, the air is filled with the stench of rotting flesh. You can't see anything, but you know that something is coming for you. The smell grows stronger, and you feel a presence looming just behind your left shoulder... waiting to pounce. **The Third Menace:** Now, the tunnel's walls begin to distort and ripple like water on a hot day. The roots start to writhe and thrash about, as if they're alive and trying to grab at you. You can't move, paralyzed with fear, as the stench grows more overwhelming and the presence closes in. **The Fourth Fear:** In the midst of this chaos, your worst enemy from your past or present life appears before you, their face contorted into a malevolent grin. They begin to whisper cruel taunts and insults in your ear, their hot breath making your skin crawl. **The Fifth Horror:** As the nightmare reaches its climax, the tunnel vision begins to distort and writhe, like a living thing. The walls start to close in on you, the darkness becoming a crushing weight that threatens to suffocate you. The stench grows so overpowering it's as if death itself is hovering above you. **The Sixth Terror:** Just when you think it can't get any worse, your worst nightmare takes a grotesque form, twisting and contorting into an unholy abomination. Its eyes glow with an otherworldly light, as it begins to speak in a voice that's both familiar and yet utterly alien. The words are a whispered promise of eternal torment, as the creature reaches out with a thousand grasping tendrils to ensnare you. **The Seventh Horror:** As the creature's grip closes around you, the world around you begins to dissolve into chaos. Buildings crumble, streets twist like snakes, and the skies turn a sickly shade of green. The air is thick with the stench of decay and corruption, as the very fabric of reality seems to unravel before your eyes. **The Eighth Terror:** In the midst of this apocalyptic landscape, you see yourself standing alone, frozen in terror. Your own reflection stares back at you from a shattered mirror, its face twisted into a grotesque grimace of fear and despair. The creature's tendrils begin to wrap around your ankles, pulling you closer to the abyss as the world around you continues to disintegrate. **The Ninth Nightmare:** As you're dragged closer to the void, you see that the creature's face is not just any ordinary visage - it's a twisted mockery of your own features. The eyes are black holes of malevolent intent, the mouth a cruel smile of triumph and domination. Your worst nightmare has become your most horrific reality. **The Tenth Dimension of Terror:** In this abyssal realm, time itself seems to warp and bend, allowing memories from throughout your entire life to flash before your eyes in rapid succession. You see moments of joy and laughter, but also moments of pain and despair. The creature's grip on you tightens, as if it's savoring the terror of reliving every moment of your existence. **The Background:** A desolate, barren landscape stretches out behind the creature, a world devoid of life or color. The sky is a sickly shade of yellow-green, with clouds that seem to writhe and twist like living serpents. The air is thick with an otherworldly mist that makes it hard to breathe. **The Creature:** A twisted, inhuman form looms over you. Its body is a mass of writhing, pulsing tendrils that seem to have a life of their own. Eyes glow with an unnatural light, and a mouth full of jagged teeth seems to be constantly changing shape. The creature's skin is covered in sores and lesions that ooze a foul-smelling discharge. **Your Position:** You find yourself trapped in a small, cramped space - perhaps a closet or a tiny room with no windows. The air is stale and musty, and the walls seem to be closing in on you. Your back is pressed against one wall, and your legs are splayed out in front of you, leaving little room to move. **The Atmosphere:** The atmosphere is heavy with an oppressive sense of dread. The air feels thick with malevolent energy, as if the very presence of your worst nightmare is suffocating you. Shadows seem to writhe and twist across the walls, like dark tentacles grasping for you. Every creak and groan of the old wooden floorboards or the rusty hinges on the door seems like a deliberate attempt to torment you. **The Nightmare Itself:** Your worst nightmare has taken the form of a towering, amorphous figure that looms over you, its features blurring together in a maddening jumble. Eyes - if you can even call them that - glow with an otherworldly light, like embers from the very depths of hell. Tentacles made of writhing darkness grasp for you, their tips sharp as knives. The air is heavy with the stench of decay and corruption. **The Setting:** You find yourself trapped in a dimly lit, decrepit church - a place where hope goes to die. Cobwebs hang like macabre decorations from the stained glass windows, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The pews are cracked and worn, as if they've been used for centuries of dark rituals. A cold, damp stone floor seems to suck the warmth out of your very bones. **The Nightmare Self:** You're not alone in this forsaken place. Your own doppelganger stands before you, its eyes black holes that seem to swallow all light and sanity. Its skin is deathly pale, with veins like dark rivers pulsing beneath the surface. It's dressed in tattered, black robes that seem to billow in the faint breeze like a dark cloud. **The Surroundings:** The air is thick with the stench of decay and rot. Flies buzz around your head, their buzzing growing louder and more menacing as they seem to conspire against you. The walls of the chapel are adorned with ancient, crumbling frescoes that depict scenes of horror and despair. The vaulted ceiling seems to press down upon you, making it hard to draw a full breath. **The Focus:** In the center of this nightmarish scene, you find yourself standing in front of an old, rusty, and decrepit mirror. The glass is cracked and broken, reflecting back at you a distorted image of your own face - twisted into a grotesque parody of its former self. Your eyes are sunken, your skin is deathly pale, and your mouth is frozen in a scream of terror. **The Atmosphere:** The light is dim and flickering, casting eerie shadows on the walls around you. The air is thick with an otherworldly fog that seems to seep into every pore, making it hard to shake the feeling that something malevolent is lurking just out of sight. The ground beneath your feet feels unstable, as if the very foundations of reality are crumbling. **The Sounds:** In the distance, you can hear the faint whispers of forgotten terrors and half-remembered horrors. Closer at hand, the creaking of old wooden beams and the soft scraping of unseen entities against walls send shivers down your spine. The sound of distant screams and wails pierces the air, making it impossible to distinguish reality from nightmare. **The Visuals:** In the center of the image, a figure stands, its features twisted into a grotesque parody of humanity. Eyes bulge from sunken sockets, skin hangs in tattered shreds, and lips curl into a macabre grin. The air around it seems to distort and ripple, as if reality itself is warping to accommodate this abomination. Behind the figure, a cityscape looms, its skyscrapers twisted into impossible shapes like melted wax. Windows stare like empty eyes, and streets seem to writhe and contort in agony. The sky above is a deep, foreboding crimson, and clouds boil with dark, churning energy. In the foreground, a series of eerie, flickering lights cast an unsettling glow on the surrounding environment. These lights are suspended in mid-air, as if they're being manipulated by some unseen force. Each one seems to pulse and strobe in time with the figure's twisted movements, creating an unsettling sense of rhythm and harmony. To add an extra layer of unease, imagine that every so often, a faint, mournful whispering can be heard on the wind, carried on the breeze like a chilling mantra. The words themselves are indistinguishable, but the tone is unmistakable - a low, rasping growl that seems

The scene is the historically accurately Rome of the first century a.d. circa 70 a.d. the focus of the picture is on the ground, we are standing on the flat dirt floor in the center of the arena of the Roman Colosseum, we are among a group of 20 twenty frightened people that are huddled together in fear, we are wearing bits of filthy and torn rags, (((we are looking in fear at the hungry lions coming towards us))), the upper seats of the Colosseum are completely filled with thousands of people dressed in ancient Roman style clothing of bright colorful togas are sitting all the way around the Colosseum

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V1.3 - realisticVisionV60B1_v13.safetensors
V1.3-inpainting - realisticVisionV60B1_v13-inpainting.ckpt
V1.2 - realisticVisionV60B1_v12.ckpt