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    Photograph of ((3 being) ((1st a radiant, ethereal almost entirely made of light, an otherworldly glow), (in a seamless, flowing robe of white light, which shimmers and changes colors with movement, creating an iridescent effect), (the face is serene and androgynous, features are soft yet defined, the eyes are large and luminous), (surrounding it is a halo of soft, golden light that extends outward, blending into the surroundings)), ((2nd is made of both light and energy), (with a clearly defined body), ( wearing more elaborate, intricate patterns of light woven into fabric, resembling a celestial armor, the colors are primarily blue and silver), (face is sharper, with high cheekbones, the eyes are penetrating), (it is surrounded by a vibrant, pulsating blue aura), ((3rd Form, the most complex and multifaceted, with constantly shifts and changes, blending elements of light, shadow, and energy), (wearing a mix of dark and light, with intricate, fractal-like patterns that shift and move, deep purples and blacks to shimmering golds and whites), (the face is ambiguous, with features that change depending on the angle and light, the eyes are deep and dark), (it has an aura that fluctuates between darkness and light, creating a mesmerizing, kaleidoscopic effect), (the aura extends and contracts, reflecting the form's fluid and transformative nature), [low wide angle photograph using a 50mm lens, f/1.8, slow shutter speed, high iso]
    Masterpiece HDR, cinematic action scene, (A dark decaying alleyway within the Matrix, walls covered in layers of digital graffiti. The graffiti isn't simple tags or drawings; it's dynamic, animated code that shifts and changes constantly. Some sections of the graffiti glow with vibrant colors, while others flicker and fade, revealing glimpses of the underlying green code. The scene should feel gritty and urban, showcasing the rebellious and anarchic side of the digital world:1.2) codeandigital, cyberw0rlds, <lora:Code__Digital_World_Morph_v2_PONY_XL_by_UOC.safetensors:1.2>
    alien-themed fairy tale futuristic style landscape shot with metaphysical style photorealistic cinematic photo HDR photo of (An alien savannah where the grasses change color with the time of day, shifting from radiant gold during the day to a soft amaranthine at dusk), (<lora:xl_more_art-full_v1:1>), <lora:add-detail-xl:1> . High dynamic range, vivid, rich details, clear shadows and highlights, realistic, intense, enhanced contrast, highly detailed . 35mm photograph, film, bokeh, professional, 4k, highly detailed . highly detailed, lifelike, precise, accurate . surreal, eerie, uncanny, detailed. Scenic, outdoors, grand, beautiful . sleek, modern, ultramodern, high tech, detailed . magical, fantastical, enchanting, storybook style, highly detailed . extraterrestrial, cosmic, otherworldly, mysterious, sci-fi, highly detailed
    Photograph of ((3 being) ((1st a radiant, ethereal almost entirely made of light, an otherworldly glow), (in a seamless, flowing robe of white light, which shimmers and changes colors with movement, creating an iridescent effect), (the face is serene and androgynous, features are soft yet defined, the eyes are large and luminous), (surrounding it is a halo of soft, golden light that extends outward, blending into the surroundings)), ((2nd is made of both light and energy), (with a clearly defined body), ( wearing more elaborate, intricate patterns of light woven into fabric, resembling a celestial armor, the colors are primarily blue and silver), (face is sharper, with high cheekbones, the eyes are penetrating), (it is surrounded by a vibrant, pulsating blue aura), ((3rd Form, the most complex and multifaceted, with constantly shifts and changes, blending elements of light, shadow, and energy), (wearing a mix of dark and light, with intricate, fractal-like patterns that shift and move, deep purples and blacks to shimmering golds and whites), (the face is ambiguous, with features that change depending on the angle and light, the eyes are deep and dark), (it has an aura that fluctuates between darkness and light, creating a mesmerizing, kaleidoscopic effect), (the aura extends and contracts, reflecting the form's fluid and transformative nature), [low wide angle photograph using a 50mm lens, f/1.8, slow shutter speed, high iso]
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    film noir style dystopian style The image is a photograph,photo from National Geographic, Realism: The photograph captures a realistic image with a high degree of detail,eye color and environment. Nature and Documentary, an award winning photograph about catastrophic climate change with global warming causing raising sea levels and massive storms BREAK (a struggling dog swimming in a flooded town),high water level covering house walls BREAK destroyed buildings and cars,a lot rubble covering the streets,lightnings in the dark sky and a tornado with strong rain BREAK (soaking wet fur),at day time in a storm day,cinematic look,sun rays,lens flare,intrincate details,ultra realistic,motion blur, (Bokeh:1.1),f1:4,40mm,photorealistic,raw,<lora:crowd_notrigger:1>,<lora:SLPDLX-V2:1>,<lora:epi_noiseoffset2:1>,BeyondSDXLv3,<lora:WildcardX-XL-Detail-Enhancer:1>,, ultra quality, ultra detailed, intricate details, 8k, hdr, epic realistic, tilt-shift, Bokeh, dramatic light, dynamic lighting, golden hour, moody lighting, night time, shadow, award-winning, ultrarealistic, octane, cinematic<lora:VirtualDiffusionPonyXL:1><lora:VirtualDiffusionPonyXL:1><lora:VirtualDiffusionPonyXL:1><lora:VirtualDiffusionPonyXL:1>
    What a delightful challenge! Here's a detailed image prompt for a bizarre dream in the style of Sam Raimi: **Title:** "The Carnival of Screaming Souls" **Imagery:** Imagine a surreal, nightmarish landscape that defies logic and gravity. The scene unfolds like a twisted carnival midway, with rickety tents and Ferris wheel seats spinning wildly out of control. **Center Stage:** A decrepit, glowing carousel dominates the center of the dream. Its horses, now grotesque, elongated creatures with razor-sharp teeth and eyes that burn like hot coals, prance in a maddening rhythm. The music is a cacophony of screams, wails, and maniacal laughter, as if the very souls of the damned are being squeezed out of the merry-go-round's mechanical heart. **Surrounding Chaos:** The area surrounding the carousel is awash with bizarre, nightmarish attractions: * A funhouse mirror maze where reflections twist and contort into impossible shapes, like a Salvador Dali painting come to life. * A hall of haunted portraits, featuring faces that shift and change like melting wax, revealing glimpses of terror-filled lives. * A freak show of contortionists and fire-breathers, their bodies twisted into impossible configurations as flames lick at their skin. * A Ferris wheel with cars shaped like human skulls, each one filled with a screaming, writhing mass of snakes. Now, create a story to accompany this bizarre dream.
    Photograph of ((3 beings) ((1st a radiant, ethereal almost entirely made of light, an otherworldly glow), (in a seamless, flowing robe of white light, which shimmers and changes colors with movement, creating an iridescent effect), (the face is serene and androgynous, features are soft yet defined, the eyes are large and luminous), (surrounding it is a halo of soft, golden light that extends outward, blending into the surroundings)), ((2nd is made of both light and energy), (with a clearly defined body), ( wearing more elaborate, intricate patterns of light woven into fabric, resembling a celestial armor, the colors are primarily blue and silver), (face is sharper, with high cheekbones, the eyes are penetrating), (it is surrounded by a vibrant, pulsating blue aura), ((3rd Form, the most complex and multifaceted, with constantly shifts and changes, blending elements of light, shadow, and energy), (wearing a mix of dark and light, with intricate, fractal-like patterns that shift and move, deep purples and blacks to shimmering golds and whites), (the face is ambiguous, with features that change depending on the angle and light, the eyes are deep and dark), (it has an aura that fluctuates between darkness and light, creating a mesmerizing, kaleidoscopic effect), (the aura extends and contracts, reflecting the form's fluid and transformative nature), [low wide angle photograph using a 50mm lens, f/1.8, slow shutter speed, high iso]
    Photograph of ((3 beings) ((1st a radiant, ethereal almost entirely made of light, an otherworldly glow), (in a seamless, flowing robe of white light, which shimmers and changes colors with movement, creating an iridescent effect), (the face is serene and androgynous, features are soft yet defined, the eyes are large and luminous), (surrounding it is a halo of soft, golden light that extends outward, blending into the surroundings)), ((2nd is made of both light and energy), (with a clearly defined body), ( wearing more elaborate, intricate patterns of light woven into fabric, resembling a celestial armor, the colors are primarily blue and silver), (face is sharper, with high cheekbones, the eyes are penetrating), (it is surrounded by a vibrant, pulsating blue aura), ((3rd Form, the most complex and multifaceted, with constantly shifts and changes, blending elements of light, shadow, and energy), (wearing a mix of dark and light, with intricate, fractal-like patterns that shift and move, deep purples and blacks to shimmering golds and whites), (the face is ambiguous, with features that change depending on the angle and light, the eyes are deep and dark), (it has an aura that fluctuates between darkness and light, creating a mesmerizing, kaleidoscopic effect), (the aura extends and contracts, reflecting the form's fluid and transformative nature), [low wide angle photograph using a 50mm lens, f/1.8, slow shutter speed, high iso]
    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
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.
    Photograph of ((3 being) ((1st a radiant, ethereal almost entirely made of light, an otherworldly glow), (in a seamless, flowing robe of white light, which shimmers and changes colors with movement, creating an iridescent effect), (the face is serene and androgynous, features are soft yet defined, the eyes are large and luminous), (surrounding it is a halo of soft, golden light that extends outward, blending into the surroundings)), ((2nd is made of both light and energy), (with a clearly defined body), ( wearing more elaborate, intricate patterns of light woven into fabric, resembling a celestial armor, the colors are primarily blue and silver), (face is sharper, with high cheekbones, the eyes are penetrating), (it is surrounded by a vibrant, pulsating blue aura), ((3rd Form, the most complex and multifaceted, with constantly shifts and changes, blending elements of light, shadow, and energy), (wearing a mix of dark and light, with intricate, fractal-like patterns that shift and move, deep purples and blacks to shimmering golds and whites), (the face is ambiguous, with features that change depending on the angle and light, the eyes are deep and dark), (it has an aura that fluctuates between darkness and light, creating a mesmerizing, kaleidoscopic effect), (the aura extends and contracts, reflecting the form's fluid and transformative nature), [low wide angle photograph using a 50mm lens, f/1.8, slow shutter speed, high iso]
    Amazing quality, masterpiece, best quality, hyper detailed, ultra detailed, UHD, perfect anatomy, portrait, dof, hyper-realism, majestic, awesome, inspiring, Captured in a breathtaking moment of serenity, a graceful harbor seal glides effortlessly through the pristine waters of its Arctic home. However, a subtle shift in the scene reveals the stark reality of climate change - a lone plastic bag drifts lazily in the distance, a silent reminder of the encroaching human impact on even the most remote corners of the Earth. This poignant image serves as a call to action, urging us to protect the delicate balance of our planet and safeguard the future of its incredible wildlife. cinematic composition, soft shadows, national geographic style
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    <lora:10NaturalismPainting_Hap_XL:1.5>, A Bedouin caravan of travelers, draped in vibrant flowing robes that blend with the shifting sands. Heat waves shimmering, the ever-changing dunes and treacherous ravines. masterpiece oil painting by Leonid Afremov
    Photograph of ((3 being) ((1st a radiant, ethereal almost entirely made of light, an otherworldly glow), (in a seamless, flowing robe of white light, which shimmers and changes colors with movement, creating an iridescent effect), (the face is serene and androgynous, features are soft yet defined, the eyes are large and luminous), (surrounding it is a halo of soft, golden light that extends outward, blending into the surroundings)), ((2nd is made of both light and energy), (with a clearly defined body), ( wearing more elaborate, intricate patterns of light woven into fabric, resembling a celestial armor, the colors are primarily blue and silver), (face is sharper, with high cheekbones, the eyes are penetrating), (it is surrounded by a vibrant, pulsating blue aura), ((3rd Form, the most complex and multifaceted, with constantly shifts and changes, blending elements of light, shadow, and energy), (wearing a mix of dark and light, with intricate, fractal-like patterns that shift and move, deep purples and blacks to shimmering golds and whites), (the face is ambiguous, with features that change depending on the angle and light, the eyes are deep and dark), (it has an aura that fluctuates between darkness and light, creating a mesmerizing, kaleidoscopic effect), (the aura extends and contracts, reflecting the form's fluid and transformative nature), [low wide angle photograph using a 50mm lens, f/1.8, slow shutter speed, high iso]
    Create a photorealistic portrayal of Audrey Hepburn as Wasp in the 1960's, infused with the elegance and style reminiscent of 1960s fashion. Capture her grace and the intricate design of her superhero costume, focusing on the stylish elements and her poised, dynamic pose that suggests her abilities to fly and shrink. The background should be richly detailed, emphasizing a size-shifting perspective that showcases her in mid-action, akin to a high-definition photograph. Ensure photorealism is prioritized, with a specific focus on avoiding face asymmetry, eyes asymmetry, and deformed eyes. The scene should convey movement and the unique characteristics of Hepburn's interpretation of the Wasp, set against a backdrop that enhances the narrative of her size-changing powers. hyper detailed, cinematic movie still, HDR 1600, F/22 aperture, masterpiece, trending, ray tracing, best quality, ultra high quality, 8k resolution, centered
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    <lora:10NaturalismPainting_Hap_XL:1.5>, A Bedouin caravan of travelers, draped in vibrant flowing robes that blend with the shifting sands. Heat waves shimmering, the ever-changing dunes and treacherous ravines. masterpiece oil painting by Leonid Afremov
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    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
    <lora:10NaturalismPainting_Hap_XL:1.5>, A Bedouin caravan of travelers, draped in vibrant flowing robes that blend with the shifting sands. Heat waves shimmering, the ever-changing dunes and treacherous ravines. masterpiece oil painting by Leonid Afremov
    Photograph of ((3 beings) ((1st a radiant, ethereal almost entirely made of light, an otherworldly glow), (in a seamless, flowing robe of white light, which shimmers and changes colors with movement, creating an iridescent effect), (the face is serene and androgynous, features are soft yet defined, the eyes are large and luminous), (surrounding it is a halo of soft, golden light that extends outward, blending into the surroundings)), ((2nd is made of both light and energy), (with a clearly defined body), ( wearing more elaborate, intricate patterns of light woven into fabric, resembling a celestial armor, the colors are primarily blue and silver), (face is sharper, with high cheekbones, the eyes are penetrating), (it is surrounded by a vibrant, pulsating blue aura), ((3rd Form, the most complex and multifaceted, with constantly shifts and changes, blending elements of light, shadow, and energy), (wearing a mix of dark and light, with intricate, fractal-like patterns that shift and move, deep purples and blacks to shimmering golds and whites), (the face is ambiguous, with features that change depending on the angle and light, the eyes are deep and dark), (it has an aura that fluctuates between darkness and light, creating a mesmerizing, kaleidoscopic effect), (the aura extends and contracts, reflecting the form's fluid and transformative nature), [low wide angle photograph using a 50mm lens, f/1.8, slow shutter speed, high iso]
    The image presents a serene, fantasy-like scene set in a valley. Dominating the center is a stone building with a dark roof and arched windows, reminiscent of medieval architecture. The building is nestled amidst a lush environment, with a waterfall cascading nearby and a stream flowing in front of it. The valley is surrounded by towering cliffs on both sides, adding a sense of depth and grandeur to the scene. The cliffs are adorned with trees and shrubs, their green and orange leaves suggesting a change in seasons, possibly autumn. Above, the sky is a clear blue, with sunlight filtering through the foliage and casting dappled shadows on the ground. The overall composition of the image, with its harmonious blend of man-made and natural elements, evokes a sense of tranquility and timelessness., ultra quality, ultra detailed, intricate details, 8k, hdr, epic realistic, tilt-shift, Bokeh, dramatic light, dynamic lighting, golden hour, moody lighting, night time, shadow, award-winning, ultrarealistic, octane, cinematic<lora:WildcardX-XL-Detail-Enhancer:1><lora:WildcardX-XL-Detail-Enhancer:1>
    Tilt-shift photo of It was dark in the distance,but there was a soft light coming from the distance. The dense spiritual energy rippled,and the flowing clouds were like waves. This place was unusually sacred. Fallen flowers were colorful. Crystal petals fell from this place where holy light flowed. They carried a fragrant fragrance and bursts of vitality. Apart from this,pure white immortal qi spread out and surrounded the place. Shi Hao stood still. It was as if he had heard the sigh of a true immortal. It was as if he had experienced a hundred generations of reincarnation. It was as if he had seen the ancient changes of immortals. She remained still,<lora:WildcardX-XL-Detail-Enhancer:1>,<lora:detailed_notrigger:0.8>,, ultra quality, ultra detailed, intricate details, 8k, hdr, ultrarealistic, photorealistic . Selective focus, miniature effect, blurred background, highly detailed, vibrant, perspective control<lora:low_poly_count:1><lora:low_poly_count:1><lora:low_poly_count:1><lora:low_poly_count:1>
    comic a 32 year old man with an athletic build and short, spiky black hair stands confidently in his outfit. he wears a bespoke, iridescent suit that seems to shift and change color like the shifting hues of a sunset. the jacket is fitted, showcasing his toned physique, while the trousers are slim fitting and cuffed at the ankles. a silver gray shirt with a subtle sheen complements the suit, its buttons adorned with intricate, swirling patterns reminiscent of ancient celtic knotwork. around his neck, he wears a delicate, handcrafted silver chain supporting a small, faceted opal pendant that catches the light, casting tiny rainbows across his chest. his shoes are black leather oxfords with subtle brogue detailing and a slight heel, polished to a high shine that mirrors the suit's iridescence. as he moves, the suit appears to ripple and flow like liquid, as if it were alive and reacting to his every gesture. the overall effect is one of effortless sophistication and understated elegance, as if this man had stepped out of a 1920s speakeasy and into the modern world. despite its avant garde design, the outfit exudes an air of timeless refinement that is both captivating and intimidating, making him stand out in any crowd without drawing attention to himself. . graphic illustration, comic art, graphic novel art, vibrant, highly detailed
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.
    <lora:10NaturalismPainting_Hap_XL:1.5>, A Bedouin caravan of travelers, draped in vibrant flowing robes that blend with the shifting sands. Heat waves shimmering, the ever-changing dunes and treacherous ravines. masterpiece oil painting by Leonid Afremov
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.
    Photograph of ((3 beings) ((1st a radiant, ethereal almost entirely made of light, an otherworldly glow), (in a seamless, flowing robe of white light, which shimmers and changes colors with movement, creating an iridescent effect), (the face is serene and androgynous, features are soft yet defined, the eyes are large and luminous), (surrounding it is a halo of soft, golden light that extends outward, blending into the surroundings)), ((2nd is made of both light and energy), (with a clearly defined body), ( wearing more elaborate, intricate patterns of light woven into fabric, resembling a celestial armor, the colors are primarily blue and silver), (face is sharper, with high cheekbones, the eyes are penetrating), (it is surrounded by a vibrant, pulsating blue aura), ((3rd Form, the most complex and multifaceted, with constantly shifts and changes, blending elements of light, shadow, and energy), (wearing a mix of dark and light, with intricate, fractal-like patterns that shift and move, deep purples and blacks to shimmering golds and whites), (the face is ambiguous, with features that change depending on the angle and light, the eyes are deep and dark), (it has an aura that fluctuates between darkness and light, creating a mesmerizing, kaleidoscopic effect), (the aura extends and contracts, reflecting the form's fluid and transformative nature), [low wide angle photograph using a 50mm lens, f/1.8, slow shutter speed, high iso]
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    The image presents a serene, fantasy-like scene set in a valley. Dominating the center is a stone building with a dark roof and arched windows, reminiscent of medieval architecture. The building is nestled amidst a lush environment, with a waterfall cascading nearby and a stream flowing in front of it. The valley is surrounded by towering cliffs on both sides, adding a sense of depth and grandeur to the scene. The cliffs are adorned with trees and shrubs, their green and orange leaves suggesting a change in seasons, possibly autumn. Above, the sky is a clear blue, with sunlight filtering through the foliage and casting dappled shadows on the ground. The overall composition of the image, with its harmonious blend of man-made and natural elements, evokes a sense of tranquility and timelessness., ultra quality, ultra detailed, intricate details, 8k, hdr, epic realistic, tilt-shift, Bokeh, dramatic light, dynamic lighting, golden hour, moody lighting, night time, shadow, award-winning, ultrarealistic, octane, cinematic<lora:SDXLFaeTastic2400:1><lora:SDXLFaeTastic2400:1>
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    A luminous, translucent being standing tall amidst the wispy, iridescent clouds of Cloud City, their entire body composed of shimmering, caramel-hued water that seems to undulate and ripple like the surface of a serene lake. Their skin glistens with an ethereal sheen, as if infused with microscopic, glimmering particles that refract the surrounding light. The water- alien's facial features are delicate, with high cheekbones and an angular jawline that flows seamlessly into their slender neck. Their eyes are pools of crystalline water, shimmering with an otherworldly intelligence, and their full lips curve into a gentle, enigmatic smile. Tendrils of water dance across their forehead, curling and uncurling like wispy, aquatic tentacles. Their body shimmers with a mesmerizing, holographic quality, as if the water molecules are constantly shifting and realigning to create an ever-changing pattern of light and shadow. The flowing, translucent folds of their garments appear to be crafted from the same shimmering water as their skin, In the background, the cloudy cityscape stretches out in a kaleidoscope of soft pastel hues, with towers and spires that seem to be crafted from the very same misty, aquatic material as the alien's body. The air is filled with delicate, shimmering water droplets that hang suspended, as if frozen in mid-air, casting a mystical glow across the entire scene.
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.
    In the heart of existence, gears churn, An endless grind, a symphony of flux, Each thread a motor in the vast machine, Spinning dreams and nightmares in shadow. Wheels of fate turn with meticulous grace, Teeth interlocking, patterns profound, Within this dance lies a cruel embrace, Every motion bears the weight of wounds. Levers shift shapes, their purpose mutable, A rod, a beam, a fulcrum’s deceitful guise, Adaptation’s face, forever disputable, In ceaseless churn where functions lie. Nothing static in this mechanical sea, No form eternal, no state preserved, In change’s crucible, we cease to be, Remade and reshaped, our edges curved. Touch balance, court disaster’s face, A whisper too soft, a force too dire, In breach of harmony, machine's pace, Grinding souls in its unyielding fire. Excess and dearth, twin agents of demise, What saves today may ruin tomorrow, Gears’ relentless, impartial eyes, Weave joy and sorrow, thread of borrowed. Paths wind, leading from this toil, Traps of rapture, despair ensnare, Pleasure’s grip, pain’s unyielding coil, Hearts bound by fetters, none can bear. Freedom’s door, hidden, shadowed, A route fraught with thorns and bliss, Through labyrinth where shadows, Hold promise and peril of abyss. Thus we linger, caught in grand design, Machines ourselves on cosmic stage, Seeking escape from clockwork confine, Yet seduced by the dance of the cage.

      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

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    • 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