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    (found footage, various shades of green, mixed colour palate, retro, spooky, gothic rococo) (masterpiece, 4k medium format photo, bokeh, dense foliage, kodak film ) In the heart of the desolate metropolis, where towering structures of rusted steel and shattered glass stood as monuments to a forgotten era, a quaint cottage nestled in the woods, its thatch roof camouflaged by the verdant canopy. The air was thick with the acrid scent of decay and the distant hum of malfunctioning machinery, yet within the cottage, the hearth crackled with warmth, casting flickering shadows on the worn wooden walls. The garden, a riot of wildflowers and vines, whispered secrets to the ancient trees, their gnarled branches reaching out as if to embrace the fragile sanctuary. Through the veil of the forest, the cacophony of the city faded, replaced by the gentle lullaby of nature, a poignant reminder of a world long lost.
    Watercolor painting (Top-quality, 8K, masterpiece:1.3) Within the opulent halls of a Mughal palace, ivory and gold intertwine in a symphony of elegance and luxury. Sunlight filters through intricately carved jali screens, casting intricate patterns of light and shadow on marble floors adorned with delicate floral motifs. Gilded pillars rise to support domed ceilings adorned with exquisite frescoes depicting scenes of royal splendor and natural beauty. Richly embroidered tapestries line the walls, depicting lush gardens teeming with life. In the center of the chamber, a shimmering pool reflects the golden hues of the surrounding architecture, while fragrant rose petals float lazily on its surface. Every detail of this interior masterpiece is captured in stunning clarity, inviting viewers to lose themselves in the timeless grandeur of Mughal craftsmanship and the beauty of nature. <lora:epi_noiseoffset2:1> <lora:IvoryGoldAIv2:1> Ivory Gold . Vibrant, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic
    [Very high angled, downward looking, aerial photograph], ((a subterranean is seen as a surreal labyrinth of interconnected, undulating tunnels and chambers), (walls are intricately sculpted from smooth, reddish-brown rock, with surfaces resembling melting wax or giving the village an organic appearance), (central to the village is a large, circular plaza illuminated by a series of bioluminescent crystals embedded in the ceiling, casting an ethereal, multicolored glow over everything), (surrounding the plaza are homes carved directly into the rock, each with rounded, bulbous shapes and windows of varying, irregular shapes and sizes), (staircases and ramps twist and turn in impossible directions, leading to higher or lower levels within the village), (pillars support cavern ceilings adorned with intricate, swirling patterns), (aqueducts run along the walls, carrying water that cascades into small fountains and pools), (hanging gardens of exotic, twisted plants dangle from the ceilings, their roots exposed and intertwined), (the village's market area features elongated stalls with curved roofs, overflowing with bizarre, otherworldly goods), (Elevated walkways made crisscross the chambers), (pathways that seem to float in mid-air) [alien cybergoth themed 32k photograph, uhd, ornately detailed, very detailed background] realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCNegative
    Watercolor painting (Top-quality, 8K, masterpiece:1.3) Within the opulent halls of a Mughal palace, ivory and gold intertwine in a symphony of elegance and luxury. Sunlight filters through intricately carved jali screens, casting intricate patterns of light and shadow on marble floors adorned with delicate floral motifs. Gilded pillars rise to support domed ceilings adorned with exquisite frescoes depicting scenes of royal splendor and natural beauty. Richly embroidered tapestries line the walls, depicting lush gardens teeming with life. In the center of the chamber, a shimmering pool reflects the golden hues of the surrounding architecture, while fragrant rose petals float lazily on its surface. Every detail of this interior masterpiece is captured in stunning clarity, inviting viewers to lose themselves in the timeless grandeur of Mughal craftsmanship and the beauty of nature. <lora:epi_noiseoffset2:1> <lora:IvoryGoldAIv2:1> Ivory Gold . Vibrant, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic
    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>
    Two individuals, representing 'me' and 'you', depicted from the very beginning, within a steamfunk setting as seen through an anamorphic lens, as if put together by a 'softly woven distortion sculptor' using a technique like rusticated paper tole. Following this, an overwhelming event pushes the narrative towards a 'laminar typewritten textile sculptor' invoking the name 'Hermetic ThermoFluid', implying something hidden or secretive about the forces at play. All the while the ambient sounds bleed through the walls, a woman's crying echoing in the background, a crisp work by a 'disruptively interpretative artist' known for their 'anamorphosis' style. The response of the presumed observers 'we didn't care' adds feelings of detachment and indifference. Amidst this disquieting scene, there is an element of 'beautiful danger' lurking. Finally, the resolution is not ideal; it's chalked up to just a 'glitch'
    A long one-handed medieval fantasy ((sword)) rests on a stone (pedestal) deep within an ancient, mystical (cave). The sword is intricate, with a simple yet elegant crossguard, and the blade glows faintly with an ethereal, barely noticeable light. The hilt is made of a long-lasting material, such as metal or stone, indicating its age and storied past. The camera is close to the sword, providing a detailed view of its design and the surrounding pedestal. The cave walls are lined with luminescent crystals that cast a magical glow over the scene. Wisps of magical energy swirl around the sword, adding an aura of mysticism and power. The cave is vast, with shadows dancing along the walls, and the sword seems to be the focal point, bathed in a soft, otherworldly light.
    Merida from Disney is reimagined as a ninja, within the walls of an ancient Japanese palace. The scene is brought to life with intricate details inspired by the styles of Todd McFarlane and Alex Ross. The result is a stunning image that captures the essence of both classic and modern art styles. With Merida at the center of the action, viewers are transported to a world of epic battles and legendary warriors.
    Watercolor painting (Top-quality, 8K, masterpiece:1.3) Within the opulent halls of a Mughal palace, ivory and gold intertwine in a symphony of elegance and luxury. Sunlight filters through intricately carved jali screens, casting intricate patterns of light and shadow on marble floors adorned with delicate floral motifs. Gilded pillars rise to support domed ceilings adorned with exquisite frescoes depicting scenes of royal splendor and natural beauty. Richly embroidered tapestries line the walls, depicting lush gardens teeming with life. In the center of the chamber, a shimmering pool reflects the golden hues of the surrounding architecture, while fragrant rose petals float lazily on its surface. Every detail of this interior masterpiece is captured in stunning clarity, inviting viewers to lose themselves in the timeless grandeur of Mughal craftsmanship and the beauty of nature. <lora:epi_noiseoffset2:1> <lora:IvoryGoldAIv2:1> Ivory Gold . Vibrant, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic
    A detailed image of a long one-handed medieval sword lying horizontally on a stone pedestal deep within an ancient, mystical cave. The straight, double-edged blade is polished to a mirror finish with a long fuller. The simple crossguard made of alloy steel is slightly tarnished. The handle is wrapped in a textured stone, and the heavy pommel balances the sword. Above the sword, a mysterious figure in a cloak stands, hooded, with its face hidden in darkness. The figure exudes an aura of mystery and anticipation. The cave walls are lined with luminescent crystals that cast a magical glow over the scene. Wisps of magical energy swirl around the sword, and shadows dance along the cave walls, with the entire scene bathed in a soft, otherworldly light.
    A long one-handed medieval fantasy ((sword)) rests on a stone (pedestal) deep within an ancient, mystical (cave). The sword is intricate, with a simple yet elegant crossguard, and the blade glows faintly with an ethereal, barely noticeable light. The hilt is made of a long-lasting material, such as metal or stone, indicating its age and storied past. The camera is close to the sword, providing a detailed view of its design and the surrounding pedestal. The cave walls are lined with luminescent crystals that cast a magical glow over the scene. Wisps of magical energy swirl around the sword, adding an aura of mysticism and power. The cave is vast, with shadows dancing along the walls, and the sword seems to be the focal point, bathed in a soft, otherworldly light.
    A detailed image of a long one-handed medieval sword lying horizontally on a stone pedestal deep within an ancient, mystical cave. The straight, double-edged blade is polished to a mirror finish with a long fuller. The simple crossguard made of alloy steel is slightly tarnished. The handle is wrapped in a textured stone, and the heavy pommel balances the sword. Above the sword, a mysterious figure in a cloak stands, hooded, with its face hidden in darkness. The figure exudes an aura of mystery and anticipation. The cave walls are lined with luminescent crystals that cast a magical glow over the scene. Wisps of magical energy swirl around the sword, and shadows dance along the cave walls, with the entire scene bathed in a soft, otherworldly light.
    A dramatic and intense close-up shot of a 35-year-old busty Irish female prison inmate standing in a cold, dimly lit Victorian-era prison cell. She has striking red hair pulled back into a neat, practical style, her expression stern and commanding as she looks down into the camera. Her massive tits are defined, and her slim but powerful figure is accentuated by a tight unzipped orange jumpsuit. That is open over her chest, while the pants hug her curvy hips and big ass, adding to her dominant presence. She sits on rusty chair superior ready for any challenge. The wet floor beneath her reflects the low, moody light, which is punctuated by sharp, contrasting highlights casting dramatic shadows across her form. A beam of cool, bluish light filters through a barred window, illuminating her figure and creating a stark contrast against the dark, cold stone walls. The interplay of light and shadow emphasizes her commanding, cougar-like presence. Her gaze, filled with authority, pierces through the frame, further intensifying the atmosphere of control and power within the harsh, unforgiving environment of the prison."
    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
    A long one-handed medieval fantasy ((sword)) rests on a stone (pedestal) deep within an ancient, mystical (cave). The sword is intricate, with a simple yet elegant crossguard, and the blade glows faintly with an ethereal, barely noticeable light. The hilt is made of a long-lasting material, such as metal or stone, indicating its age and storied past. The camera is close to the sword, providing a detailed view of its design and the surrounding pedestal. The cave walls are lined with luminescent crystals that cast a magical glow over the scene. Wisps of magical energy swirl around the sword, adding an aura of mysticism and power. The cave is vast, with shadows dancing along the walls, and the sword seems to be the focal point, bathed in a soft, otherworldly light.
    Watercolor painting (Top-quality, 8K, masterpiece:1.3) Within the opulent halls of a Mughal palace, ivory and gold intertwine in a symphony of elegance and luxury. Sunlight filters through intricately carved jali screens, casting intricate patterns of light and shadow on marble floors adorned with delicate floral motifs. Gilded pillars rise to support domed ceilings adorned with exquisite frescoes depicting scenes of royal splendor and natural beauty. Richly embroidered tapestries line the walls, depicting lush gardens teeming with life. In the center of the chamber, a shimmering pool reflects the golden hues of the surrounding architecture, while fragrant rose petals float lazily on its surface. Every detail of this interior masterpiece is captured in stunning clarity, inviting viewers to lose themselves in the timeless grandeur of Mughal craftsmanship and the beauty of nature. <lora:epi_noiseoffset2:1> <lora:IvoryGoldAIv2:1> Ivory Gold . Vibrant, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, 1girl (medium full shot) of (gorgeous young woman:1.1) punk japanese, dark brown eyes, pale skin, petite, wearing a torn-up graphic t-shirt,-> babydoll dress with floral print, paired with ripped mesh stockings, rainbow-colored Mohawk hair, combat boots covered in graffiti, __cf-punk/accessories__,mascara, arms up, vivacious pose, pleased, w, in an underground subway station, nestled within the guts of the city's subway system, adorned with graffiti-covered walls, dimly lit by flickering fluorescent lights, Commuters sit on weathered benches surrounded by urban decay, while punk-inspired staff serve edgy cuisine and drinks, at sunset, Masterpiece,best quality, photorealistic, amazing quality, very aesthetic, extremely detailed face
    Closeup, amazing quality, masterpiece, best quality, hyper detailed, ultra detailed, UHD, perfect anatomy, portrait, dof, hyper-realism, majestic, awesome, inspiring,, Walking along a street and looking at a plaster during the walk, lenticular effect Poster, 3d Illusion, a feudal shinobi fight stance, high kick, in front of an old weathered concrete wall lighted from within sss vibrant translucent pink/yellow sharp anime style graffiti, The graffiti depicts a jojo inspired martial arts feudal berserk devil-knight with towering war horns runs afterwards as he passes by., Sideview of the Wall, dutch Angle, one Leg kicking Out of the Wall, surreal, infront of a weathered black concrete wall with a Deep DARK depth effect lenticular in the Wall - Capture the essence of Wall art and 3d Illusion in this vibrant snapshot emphasis lines, horizontal perfect bold lines, perfect align lines,
    (found footage, various shades of green, mixed colour palate, retro, spooky, gothic rococo) (masterpiece, 4k medium format photo kodak portra 400) In the heart of the desolate metropolis, where towering structures of rusted steel and shattered glass stood as monuments to a forgotten era, a quaint cottage nestled in the woods, its thatch roof camouflaged by the verdant canopy. The air was thick with the acrid scent of decay and the distant hum of malfunctioning machinery, yet within the cottage, the hearth crackled with warmth, casting flickering shadows on the worn wooden walls. The garden, a riot of wildflowers and vines, whispered secrets to the ancient trees, their gnarled branches reaching out as if to embrace the fragile sanctuary. Through the veil of the forest, the cacophony of the city faded, replaced by the gentle lullaby of nature, a poignant reminder of a world long lost.
    In the shadowy village where darkness reigns, Houses loom tall, with eerie remains. Gothic facades, with windows aglow, Whispers of phantoms, in the eerie glow. Each house tells a tale of terror and woe, With creaking floors, and ghosts that flow. But amidst the horror, one house stands plain, A normal facade, devoid of strain. Its windows shuttered, its doors closed tight, But within its walls, a chilling sight. For behind closed doors, a darkness dwells, A horror unseen, in the depths it compels. While ghosts haunt the streets, with mournful cries, The true terror lurks, behind human eyes. For in the house that seems so mundane, Lies the heart of darkness, a soul in pain. So beware the normal, in a village of fear, For the true horror lies, where the humans leer. In a world of ghosts, it's the humans who scare, In the house that seems, like it doesn't care. gritty , themes of unsettling contrast in a community, cinematic, unexpected psychological twist, surrealist, echo image, sidelit, cinematic photograph, noise offset, <lora:add-detail-xl:1> , Getty Images quality photograph , double exposure, multiple-exposure photograph, UHD, experimental lighting, experimental angles, strong fisheye-lens/ intense fisheye-view photograph, intricately detailed, very detailed background, realisticvision-negative-embedding, realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism
    A live-action close-up of Aurora from Disney's 1959 Sleeping Beauty lying under the sleeping curse, reimagined in an 80s dark fantasy style. Aurora, with her golden blonde hair, is lying peacefully in a bed within the tower, her face serene with her eyes closed. She is shown from the waist up, wearing her iconic blue dress that matches the one from the film, featuring a fitted bodice and flowing skirt. The angle is dynamic, focusing closely on her sleeping face and upper body. The bed is ornately designed, with velvet drapes and soft bedding, set within a dark, shadowy chamber. The entire scene is bathed in an ethereal blue light, casting a mystical glow over Aurora and the surrounding area. Thorny vines creep along the bedpost and ancient stone walls, enhancing the foreboding atmosphere. The image is rendered in an 80s dark fantasy style, with heavy shadows and a haunting, blue-lit ambiance, while staying true to the original Disney film.. The scene is rendered in an 80s dark fantasy style with deep, dramatic shadows and a mystical, haunting vibe, but the visuals stay true to the original Disney film.. 80s VHS fantasy art, neon glows, and grainy texture
    landscape shot with alien-themed HDR photo of hyperrealistic art cinematic photo (Deep within a network of echoing canyons, strange rock formations twist and contort into fantastical shapes, their surfaces etched with ancient hieroglyphs. Bioluminescent moss clings to the canyon walls, casting a soft, ethereal glow in the darkness. As the wind whistles through the narrow passageways, the canyon reverberates with the haunting echoes of an alien world.), (<lora:xl_more_art-full_v1:1>), <lora:add-detail-xl:1> . 35mm photograph, film, bokeh, professional, 4k, highly detailed . extremely high-resolution details, photographic, realism pushed to extreme, fine texture, incredibly lifelike . High dynamic range, vivid, rich details, clear shadows and highlights, realistic, intense, enhanced contrast, highly detailed . extraterrestrial, cosmic, otherworldly, mysterious, sci-fi, highly detailed. Scenic, outdoors, grand, beautiful
    A festive digital illustration features a fluffy kitten with gray, black, and white tabby markings sitting on a wooden porch surface. The kitten's face is painted to resemble a doll's mask, with large, expressive blue eyes framed by dark eyebrows, cracks across its pale skin, and prominent stitching around the eyes and forehead. It wears a black shirt adorned with a striking white graphic print of Michael Myers' face. To the right of the kitten is a bright orange plastic Jack-o'-lantern filled with colorful wrapped candies such as green, purple, red, and blue wrappers. The pumpkin has traditional carvings - triangular eyes, a rounded nose, and a curved mouth - with black details carved out, creating a glowing effect from within. The background showcases a house entrance with warm yellow lights, including small fairy lights hanging on the exterior walls and windows. There are also vibrant orange pumpkins and microchipped pot plants visible, adding to the Halloween ambiance. The scene is softly lit by the string lights, casting an inviting glow that highlights the textures of the kitten's fur and the details of the Jack-o'-lantern. The overall mood is whimsical yet slightly eerie, capturing the essence of Halloween with its rich colors, high contrast, and balanced exposure.
    artistic style,watercolor,art portrait of a young woman, depicted in a surrealist style, standing in a fairy-tale cave. Her face is gentle and beautiful, with a light that seems to come from within. Her eyes are large and expressive, with glare that reflects the magical lights of the cave. Her hair is long and wavy, with colors that flow from platinum white to pale purple. Her hair scatters around her like silk threads, while light particles seem to rise from her and dissolve in the air. She is dressed in an ethereal dress, made of transparent fabrics that move like water and are decorated with fine details and shiny elements. The dress is created so that it seems to merge with its surroundings, with one part of it covered with moss and crystals, and another with flowers and leaves. The cave: The cave around her is filled with fantastic and surreal elements. The walls of the cave are covered with sparkling crystals and luminescent plants that glow in different colors – blue, green, purple and pink. Stalactites hang from the ceiling of the cave, which also glow and shimmer in bright colors. On the floor of the cave there is a small lake with crystal clear water that reflects the lights and creates a fairy-tale atmosphere. The water in the lake is so transparent that you can see small fish with shiny scales swimming around. The air is filled with a slight misty effect, giving a mystical atmosphere to the whole scene.
    (found footage, various shades of green, mixed colour palate, retro, spooky, gothic rococo) (masterpiece, 4k medium format photo kodak portra 400) In the heart of the desolate metropolis, where towering structures of rusted steel and shattered glass stood as monuments to a forgotten era, a quaint cottage nestled in the woods, its thatch roof camouflaged by the verdant canopy. The air was thick with the acrid scent of decay and the distant hum of malfunctioning machinery, yet within the cottage, the hearth crackled with warmth, casting flickering shadows on the worn wooden walls. The garden, a riot of wildflowers and vines, whispered secrets to the ancient trees, their gnarled branches reaching out as if to embrace the fragile sanctuary. Through the veil of the forest, the cacophony of the city faded, replaced by the gentle lullaby of nature, a poignant reminder of a world long lost.
    a cabaret singer's smoky dressing room within a crystal cavern; the cavern wall is a granite blend of obsidian, quartz, and jade. (The room is illuminated by a pair frosted-jade or soapstone sconces, inset into the wall on either side of a vanity mirror). Several beautiful and varied ao dai dresses hang from a clothing rack next to an ornate armoire. the neo-noir ambience combines a sense of intrigue with opulence.
    a cabaret singer's smoky dressing room within a crystal cavern; the cavern wall is a granite blend of obsidian, quartz, and jade. (The room is illuminated by a pair frosted-jade or soapstone sconces, inset into the wall on either side of a vanity mirror). Several beautiful and varied ao dai dresses hang from a clothing rack next to an ornate armoire. the neo-noir ambience combines a sense of intrigue with opulence.
    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 shadowy village where darkness reigns, Houses loom tall, with eerie remains. Gothic facades, with windows aglow, Whispers of phantoms, in the eerie glow. Each house tells a tale of terror and woe, With creaking floors, and ghosts that flow. But amidst the horror, one house stands plain, A normal facade, devoid of strain. Its windows shuttered, its doors closed tight, But within its walls, a chilling sight. For behind closed doors, a darkness dwells, A horror unseen, in the depths it compels. While ghosts haunt the streets, with mournful cries, The true terror lurks, behind human eyes. For in the house that seems so mundane, Lies the heart of darkness, a soul in pain. So beware the normal, in a village of fear, For the true horror lies, where the humans leer. In a world of ghosts, it's the humans who scare, In the house that seems, like it doesn't care. gritty , cinematic, unexpected psychological twist, surrealist, echo image, sidelit, cinematic photograph, noise offset, <lora:add-detail-xl:1> , Getty Images quality photograph , double exposure, multiple-exposure photograph, UHD, experimental lighting, experimental angles, strong fisheye-lens/ intense fisheye-view photograph, intricately detailed, very detailed background, realisticvision-negative-embedding, realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism
    a cabaret singer's smoky dressing room within a crystal cavern; the cavern wall is a granite blend of obsidian, quartz, and jade. (The room is illuminated by a pair frosted-jade or soapstone sconces, inset into the wall on either side of a vanity mirror). Several beautiful and varied ao dai dresses hang from a clothing rack next to an ornate armoire. the neo-noir ambience combines a sense of intrigue with opulence.
    A dark, surreal scene inspired by the aesthetic of the 'Scorn' game, featuring humans trapped within a wall. The wall is composed of a grotesque, biomechanical structure, blending organic and metallic elements. It stretches across a vast, shadowy expanse. From a distant perspective, faintly visible human figures are embedded within the wall, their faces contorted in silent agony. They appear to be screaming, with mouths wide open and hands pressing against the wall's surface as if attempting to break free. The lighting is minimal, with a cold, desaturated palette, casting a chilling, otherworldly glow over the scene. The atmosphere is deeply unsettling and evokes a sense of horror and desolation, with the overall composition capturing the scale and despair of the trapped souls <lora:add-detail-xl:2> <lora:MJ52:0.5> <lora:Vivid Midjourney mimic - XL SDXL v2.0:0.7>
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    a burlesque dancer's dressing room within a crystal cavern; the cavern wall is dark onyx or obsidian, a pair frosted-glass marble sconces on the walls, on either side of the dressing room's vanity mirror. dark,
    legendary magical forge deep within a dwarven mountain, molten metal flowing through intricate channels, magical hammers working autonomously, creating mythical weapons and armor amidst steam and arcane energy, with gem-encrusted walls. style of greg rutkowski and janek sedlar and jenny saville, no humans, dark fantasy, magical atmosphere, high quality, masterpiece, photo realistic
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    a cabaret singer's smoky dressing room within a crystal cavern; the cavern wall is a granite blend of obsidian, quartz, and jade. (The room is illuminated by a pair frosted-jade or soapstone sconces, inset into the wall on either side of a vanity mirror). Several beautiful and varied ao dai dresses hang from a clothing rack next to an ornate armoire. the neo-noir ambience combines a sense of intrigue with opulence. UNDER THE OCEAN
    Here's a detailed image prompt for a "worst nightmare": **Title:** The Never-Ending Descent into Madness **Scene:** A dark, eerie forest with twisted, gnarled trees that seem to writhe and twist in agony. The air is thick with the stench of decay and rot. **Main Subject:** In the center of the image, a figure (perhaps a young adult or child) stands frozen in terror, surrounded by an aura of desperation. Their face contorts in a mixture of fear, panic, and despair as they stare up at... **The Sky:** A dark, foreboding cloud bank looms above, with lightning bolts striking the ground mere feet away from the figure's toes. The sky is a sickly shade of green, like a poisonous gas seeping into their world. **Additional Elements:** * To the left of the figure, a swarm of grotesque, winged creatures (like giant moths or bats) flutter and writhe in agony, as if they're being consumed by some dark force. * In the distance, a cityscape is on fire, with flames engulfing towering skyscrapers and burning debris falling like rain from the sky. The buildings seem to be melting like wax, their structures warping and twisting into impossible shapes. * At the figure's feet, a sea of razor-sharp, jagged rocks stretches out, each one pulsing with an otherworldly energy that seems to be drawing them in. * In the background, a dark, swirling vortex appears to be pulling everything towards it, like a sinkhole or a whirlpool. The edges of this vortex seem to be made of some kind of twisted, nightmarish fabric that's slowly unraveling. * Everywhere you look, there are signs of chaos and destruction: shattered glass, torn metal, splintered wood. It's as if the very fabric of reality is unraveling, leaving only darkness and terror in its wake. **Composition** The image should be a dark, foreboding landscape that captures the essence of the "worst nightmare". The focal point could be a figure (perhaps yourself or someone you know) trapped in this apocalyptic scene. The figure's face should convey fear, panic, and despair - as if they're unable to escape their own worst fears. **Lighting** The lighting should be dim, with only faint, flickering glows coming from unknown sources. This could be achieved through the use of dark blues and purples, with occasional flashes of eerie green or orange hues. The overall effect should be one of unease and disorientation. **Background** The background should feature a twisted, nightmarish landscape that's both familiar and yet utterly alien. Imagine a world where buildings are distorted, like they're melting or being consumed by some unseen force. Trees could be twisted into grotesque shapes, their branches grasping for the figure as if to ensnare them. The sky above should be a deep, foreboding shade of indigo, with clouds that resemble dark, billowy curtains. **Central Figure** At the heart of this worst nightmare lies the central figure: you, yourself. You're trapped in this twisted world, with no clear escape route in sight. Your face is contorted in a mixture of fear and despair, your eyes wide with terror as you gaze upon the horrors around you. Your body is frozen in place, unable to move or flee from the terrors that surround you. **Surrounding Horrors** To your left stands a twisted, gnarled tree with branches that seem to reach out like skeletal fingers, its trunk covered in dark, pulsing veins that appear to be pumping a noxious, greenish fluid. The air is thick with the stench of rot and decay, making it hard to breathe. Before you lies a lake of stagnant water, its surface slick and oily, with ripples that seem to move of their own accord. On the far side of the lake stands an abandoned asylum, its walls cracked and crumbling, its windows like empty eye sockets staring back at you. To your right looms a giant, imposing structure that appears to be made from a tangle of razor-sharp metal rods and twisted pipes. The air around it seems to distort and ripple, as if reality itself is being warped by the sheer malevolence emanating from within. **Atmosphere and Lighting** The sky above is a sickly shade of yellow-green, like the color of pus or bile. Dark clouds swirl through it, casting long shadows across the landscape that seem to writhe and twist like living things. The air is thick with the stench of decay and rot. The only light comes from flickering torches placed at irregular intervals along the ground, casting eerie shadows on the surrounding structures. Each torch seems to cast a different color of light: some are bright orange, others are sickly green or yellow, and a few seem to be emitting a dark, smoky purple haze. **Main Image** In the center of this twisted landscape stands a massive, ancient tree with branches that seem to writhe and twist like snakes. The trunk of the tree is covered in thick, thorny vines that appear to be alive, as if they're crawling off the tree's bark. The leaves are dry and crackling, like old parchment. At the base of the tree, a figure cowers in terror - it's you. Your skin is deathly pale, and your eyes are sunken with fear. Your hair is disheveled, and your clothes are tattered and stained with dark, murky liquid (like mud or oil). You're surrounded by a halo of darkness, as if the very air around you is toxic. **Surrounding Environment** The ground beneath your feet appears to be a thick, gelatinous substance that's slowly oozing out like a morbid, pulsing wound. The air is heavy with the stench of decay and rot, making it hard to breathe. Twisted, gnarled tree branches reach out like skeletal fingers, their bark cracked and peeling away like old, rotten skin. **Atmospheric Conditions** The sky above is a deep, foreboding shade of indigo, with clouds that seem to writhe and twist in agony. The air is thick with an unnatural, electric tension, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up as if charged with static electricity. A faint, flickering light seems to emanate from the very fabric of reality itself, casting long, ominous shadows across the landscape. **The Nightmare Itself** At the center of this waking horror stands a twisted, grotesque figure - your own worst nightmare brought to life. Its face is a distorted reflection of your deepest fears, with eyes that burn with an otherworldly intensity. The air around it seems to ripple and distort, as if reality itself is bending and warping to accommodate the sheer malevolence emanating from this creature. The figure's body is a mass of writhing, pulsing tendrils, like some kind of dark, organic machinery. These tendrils seem to be constantly shifting and reforming, as if they're alive and actively seeking to ensnare and consume everything around them. The very ground beneath your feet appears to be trembling and cracking, as if the earth itself is trying to shake off this monstrous presence. In the background, a cityscape or town is visible, but it's distorted and twisted, like a funhouse mirror reflecting a grotesque image. Buildings seem to melt and flow together, their windows glowing with an eerie, otherworldly light. The sky above is a deep, bloody red, like a wound that won't heal. As you gaze upon this worst nightmare, the air seems to grow colder, the shadows twisting into grasping fingers that reach out to ensnare you. The wind whispers a maddening chant in your ear, the words indistinguishable but the malevolent intent clear as crystal. Your heart races with terror, your breath coming in ragged gasps. In this worst nightmare, the rules of reality no longer apply. Time and space are distorted, allowing for impossible feats to occur. The laws of physics are mere suggestions, ignored by the monstrous entities that lurk just beyond the edge of perception. Your worst nightmare is a realm where: * Dark, twisted forests stretch towards the sky like grasping fingers, their branches creaking with an otherworldly language. * Cursed creatures lurk in every shadow, their eyes glowing with an unnatural hunger. They move with an unnatural silence, their very presence causing your skin to crawl. * The air is heavy with the stench of decay and corruption, as if the very fabric of reality was rotting away. * Every step you take feels like a minefield, with hidden dangers waiting to pounce on unsuspecting victims. * Time itself seems distorted, with moments repeating themselves in an endless cycle of terror and despair. In this worst nightmare: * You're trapped in a never-ending labyrinth of twisting corridors and dark, foreboding chambers. Every door you open leads only to more terrors and horrors. * The walls seem to shift and writhe like living things, as if they're trying to crush you beneath their weight. * Shadows move of their own accord, coalescing into twisted, grasping fingers that reach out to snatch at your ankles. * The air is thick with the stench of decay and rot, making it hard to breathe or think straight. * Every sound becomes a cymbal crash in your ears, from the distant howling of wolves to the screams of those around you. * Your own voice seems to come from somewhere else, echoing back at you in a hollow, mirthless tone that only adds to the sense
    Here's a detailed image prompt for "A Nightmare About Missing Falling": **Title:** "The Gravity Gap" **Visual Description:** Imagine a dark, eerie forest where the trees are twisted and gnarled, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching up towards the sky. In the center of this foreboding landscape, a massive chasm stretches out, its edges crumbling and unstable. The ground around it is cracked and barren, as if the very earth itself has been torn apart. In the distance, a figure tumbles through the air, their body contorted in a futile attempt to arrest their fall. Their arms and legs are splayed at impossible angles, like a rag doll dropped from a great height. Time seems to have slowed around them, as if they're trapped in a perpetual moment of weightlessness. The falling person's face is frozen in a silent scream, eyes wide with terror as they realize the gravity – literally – has given way. Their clothes are tattered and fluttering, like torn flags in a hurricane. The surrounding air is thick with dust and debris, as if the very fabric of reality is unraveling. In the background, the sky above is a deep, foreboding purple, like the belly of some ancient beast awakening from a long slumber. Clouds twist and writhe like serpents, their tendrils reaching out to ensnare the falling figure. The landscape below is a jumbled mess of broken buildings, shattered trees, and twisted metal – as if the earth itself has been torn asunder. The overall mood of this image prompt is one of apocalyptic dread, with a sense of weightlessness and disorientation. The viewer should feel like they're trapped in a never-ending nightmare, with no escape from the crushing gravity that's pulling everything down. Composition: * The main focus of the piece should be on the falling figure, with plenty of negative space around them to emphasize their isolation. * The sky above should dominate the top third of the image, with dark clouds and twisted lightning bolts adding to the sense of unease. * The earth below should be depicted as a twisted, nightmarish landscape – think jagged rocks, twisted tree roots, and shattered glass. The viewer's eye should be drawn to the figure's descent into this chaos. * Lighting: Use a combination of warm and cool colors to create an eerie glow. Consider using flickering candles or lanterns scattered throughout the image to add to the sense of unease. **Image Prompt:** "A Nightmare About Missing Falling" **Composition:** The majority of the image should be consumed by a dark, swirling vortex that seems to be pulling everything towards it. In the center of this whirlpool, a figure (perhaps a person or an object) is depicted in mid-descent, as if they're being sucked down into the abyss. **The Falling Figure:** This central figure should be distorted, elongated, and twisted in ways that defy gravity's laws. Their limbs could be stretched out like rubber bands, while their face contorts into a mix of fear, confusion, and resignation. The figure's features might be blurred or disfigured, as if the very fabric of reality is unraveling. **The Vortex:** The swirling vortex should be depicted in vivid, chaotic colors - think purples, blues, and greens - with tendrils of darkness curling outward like grasping fingers. It could be surrounded by a halo of flickering lights or eerie, pulsing orbs that seem to be pulling the figure down. **The Falling:** In the background, imagine a cityscape or landscape in disarray, with buildings crumbling, trees snapping, and debris crashing to the ground. The once-solid earth might now resemble a loose, sandy dune, as if everything is about to give way. You could also include wispy clouds that seem to be unraveling like cotton candy, or a dark, foreboding storm cloud looming on the horizon. **The Figure:** In the foreground, picture a person (perhaps the protagonist of this nightmare) with their arms and legs splayed out in every direction, as if they're trying to catch themselves mid-fall. Their face might be contorted in a mixture of shock, fear, and despair, with tears streaming down their cheeks. **The Missing:** Notice that the figure's body is slowly disappearing into thin air, leaving only a faint outline or ghostly impression behind. The more they struggle to hold onto something - anything - the more it seems to vanish, like sand between their fingers. Their clothes might be tattered and fluttering away in the windless void. **The Falling:** Envision the surrounding environment as a seemingly endless expanse of grayish-blue mist, with wispy tendrils curling out from the center like tentacles. The air is heavy with an eerie, static electricity that makes your skin prickle. Amidst this featureless nothingness, tiny, glowing specks - like lost sparks from a forgotten firework - begin to fall, dropping from the "sky" (if you can even call it that) like tears of the heavens. **Additional Details:** * The protagonist's face is contorted in a mixture of fear and desperation, their eyes wide with a sense of disbelieving horror. * Their body language conveys the feeling that they're trying to grasp something just out of reach, with arms stretched up and outwards like a diver about to break the surface tension. * The air around them appears to be distorted, as if reality itself is bending and warping in response to their distress. Flickering, eerie shadows dance across their skin, making it seem like they're being slowly consumed by the abyss of nothingness. * In the distance, a faint, flickering light - perhaps from a dying candle or a forgotten lantern - casts an otherworldly glow, illuminating the protagonist's anguished face and casting long, ominous shadows on the ground around them. **Image Prompt:** "A dreamer stands at the edge of a precipice, arms outstretched like a diver on the cusp of a great leap. But instead of water, they're poised above a seemingly endless expanse of nothingness - no ground, no air, just a void that seems to yawn open like a hungry mouth. The dreamer's face is contorted in a mix of terror and desperation as they realize their footing has given way beneath them, and they're now teetering on the brink of falling into the abyss. The sky above is a sickly shade of green, like the first hint of dawn after a long, dark night. The air is thick with the stench of decay and rot, like the very fabric of reality is unraveling before their eyes. In the distance, the dreamer sees a glimmer of something - could it be hope? A faint light flickering like a firefly's glow, beckoning them towards... what? The ground beneath their feet has become a tangled mess of thorny vines and twisted roots, making every step feel like a struggle to stay upright. The air is filled with the whispers of forgotten memories and half-remembered fears. As they look down into the void, they see a swirling maelstrom of shadows and silhouettes, like dark tendrils reaching up to ensnare them. Is it a descent into madness or a quest for answers? Image prompt: Imagine a dreamlike scenario where you're standing at the edge of a vast, crumbling cliffside. The air is thick with an otherworldly mist that seems to writhe and twist around your ankles like living vines. Below, the ground gives way to a seemingly endless expanse of darkness, punctuated by flashes of eerie light. In the distance, you see the faint outline of buildings, their walls crumbling like sandcastles in the wind. The sky above is a sickly yellow-green hue, with clouds that seem to be actively unraveling themselves like tapestries torn asunder. As you gaze out at this desolate landscape, you notice that the air around you begins to distort and ripple like water on a summer day. The mist coils tighter, forming what looks like grasping fingers or tendrils of some unseen force. Suddenly, tiny, swirling clouds form in mid-air, each containing miniature versions of yourself - small, desperate, and terrified. These mini-you's are frantically trying to grab at the air around you, as if attempting to claw their way back up into your body. Meanwhile, the ground beneath your feet begins to dissolve like sugar in a cup of coffee. You feel it happening, but can't quite grasp what's happening - it's as if the very fabric of reality is unraveling before your eyes. Now, imagine that this entire surreal scene is unfolding within a dream. You're lying in bed, and in your sleep-addled brain, you're concocting this bizarre, disorienting nightmare about missing falling. **Image Prompt:** In the foreground, create a dark, misty atmosphere with faint outlines of buildings and trees in the distance. The ground is a swirling vortex of gray and black, like a whirlpool sucking everything down into its depths. In the center of the image, depict yourself standing at the edge of this churning void, your back to us (the viewer). Your arms are outstretched, as if you're trying to grasp something or hold onto your sanity. Your face is contorted in a mix of fear, confusion, and desperation. Around you, the air is filled with scraps of paper, each one bearing a single word or phrase that seems to be blowing away into the void: "Falling", "Missing", "Down", "Lost", "Freefall". These scraps are depicted as being swept up by an unseen force, as if they're being pulled towards the
    She stands tall in the dimly lit public bathroom, a snapshot of youth and vulnerability captured on film. A young Romanian woman with a fiery mane of red hair that cascades down her back like a waterfall of autumn leaves, she wears a black dress that showcases her curves while maintaining an air of understated charm. Her makeup is smudged and imperfect, as if she's just been kissed or has been crying - a faint smudge of bright pink lipstick on her left cheekbone, a swipe of dark eyeliner on her lower lid that's begun to run, and a few streaks of powder that have fallen down her neck. Her eyes, however, remain a deep, shining brown that seems to hold a world of emotion within them - intricately detailed and filled with a depth of feeling that belies her confident stance in front of the graffiti-covered walls. A neon sign casts a gaudy glow above her, illuminating the dark room and creating a sense of moody anonymity. The film grain on the image adds to the raw, unpolished feel of the moment, as if she's paused for just an instant before returning to the world outside these public bathroom walls.
    (masterpiece, 4k medium format photo kodak portra ) In the heart of the desolate metropolis, where towering structures of rusted steel and shattered glass stood as monuments to a forgotten era, a quaint cottage nestled in the woods, its thatch roof camouflaged by the verdant canopy. The air was thick with the acrid scent of decay and the distant hum of malfunctioning machinery, yet within the cottage, the hearth crackled with warmth, casting flickering shadows on the worn wooden walls. The garden, a riot of wildflowers and vines, whispered secrets to the ancient trees, their gnarled branches reaching out as if to embrace the fragile sanctuary. Through the veil of the forest, the cacophony of the city faded, replaced by the gentle lullaby of nature, a poignant reminder of a world long lost.
    (found footage, retro, spooky, rococo) (masterpiece, 4k medium format photo kodak portra 400) In the heart of the desolate metropolis, where towering structures of rusted steel and shattered glass stood as monuments to a forgotten era, a quaint cottage nestled in the woods, its thatch roof camouflaged by the verdant canopy. The air was thick with the acrid scent of decay and the distant hum of malfunctioning machinery, yet within the cottage, the hearth crackled with warmth, casting flickering shadows on the worn wooden walls. The garden, a riot of wildflowers and vines, whispered secrets to the ancient trees, their gnarled branches reaching out as if to embrace the fragile sanctuary. Through the veil of the forest, the cacophony of the city faded, replaced by the gentle lullaby of nature, a poignant reminder of a world long lost.
    ugly, abstract, monster turned inside out and splatted onto white wall, (hair, vesicles, teeth, organelles, slime, warts, veins), unnatural colors, green, safety orange, pink, drawn with fat-tip sharpie and filled with wool, carpet, leather, thick lines, negative spaces within image, Jean Dubuffet, Paul Nudd, Basil Wolverton
    In the shadowy village where darkness reigns, Houses loom tall, with eerie remains. Gothic facades, with windows aglow, Whispers of phantoms, in the eerie glow. Each house tells a tale of terror and woe, With creaking floors, and ghosts that flow. But amidst the horror, one house stands plain, A normal facade, devoid of strain. Its windows shuttered, its doors closed tight, But within its walls, a chilling sight. For behind closed doors, a darkness dwells, A horror unseen, in the depths it compels. While ghosts haunt the streets, with mournful cries, The true terror lurks, behind human eyes. For in the house that seems so mundane, Lies the heart of darkness, a soul in pain. So beware the normal, in a village of fear, For the true horror lies, where the humans leer. In a world of ghosts, it's the humans who scare, In the house that seems, like it doesn't care. gritty , cinematic, unexpected psychological twist, surrealist, echo image, sidelit, cinematic photograph, noise offset, <lora:add-detail-xl:1> , Getty Images quality photograph , double exposure, multiple-exposure photograph, UHD, experimental lighting, experimental angles, strong fisheye-lens/ intense fisheye-view photograph, intricately detailed, very detailed background, realisticvision-negative-embedding, realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism
    A festive digital illustration features a fluffy kitten with gray, black, and white tabby markings sitting on a wooden porch surface. The kitten's face is painted to resemble a doll's mask, with large, expressive blue eyes framed by dark eyebrows, cracks across its pale skin, and prominent stitching around the eyes and forehead. It wears a black shirt adorned with a striking white graphic print of Michael Myers' face. To the right of the kitten is a bright orange plastic Jack-o'-lantern filled with colorful wrapped candies such as green, purple, red, and blue wrappers. The pumpkin has traditional carvings - triangular eyes, a rounded nose, and a curved mouth - with black details carved out, creating a glowing effect from within. The background showcases a house entrance with warm yellow lights, including small fairy lights hanging on the exterior walls and windows. There are also vibrant orange pumpkins and microchipped pot plants visible, adding to the Halloween ambiance. The scene is softly lit by the string lights, casting an inviting glow that highlights the textures of the kitten's fur and the details of the Jack-o'-lantern. The overall mood is whimsical yet slightly eerie, capturing the essence of Halloween with its rich colors, high contrast, and balanced exposure.
    In the heart of a foreboding forest, a sinister building rises from the ground. Its legs stretch out like tentacles, each one ending in a claw-like appendage. The walls morph into spider-like structures that intertwine with the surrounding trees, forming a grotesque web of life. A hero approaches the creature, unaware of the horrifying secrets it holds and the darkness that lurks within its shadowy depths.
    Robocop sitting on a curved, geometrical-shaped couch, adorned with metallic accents and bold patterns, sipping a Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster, a futuristic, glowing cocktail within a gleaming, metallic Art Deco spaceship, vibrant colors and elaborate motifs dancing across the walls and ceiling, style influenced by Syd Mead, Jean Dupas, and Tamara de Lempicka's luxurious, retro-futuristic aesthetic.
    Begin with a close-up shot of an boy within a room, symbolizing solitude and longing Realistic photo suggestion: A dimly lit, bedroom with shadows cast across the walls, portraying a sense of emptiness and longing
    In the shadowy village where darkness reigns, Houses loom tall, with eerie remains. Gothic facades, with windows aglow, Whispers of phantoms, in the eerie glow. Each house tells a tale of terror and woe, With creaking floors, and ghosts that flow. But amidst the horror, one house stands plain, A normal facade, devoid of strain. Its windows shuttered, its doors closed tight, But within its walls, a chilling sight. For behind closed doors, a darkness dwells, A horror unseen, in the depths it compels. While ghosts haunt the streets, with mournful cries, The true terror lurks, behind human eyes. For in the house that seems so mundane, Lies the heart of darkness, a soul in pain. So beware the normal, in a village of fear, For the true horror lies, where the humans leer. In a world of ghosts, it's the humans who scare, In the house that seems, like it doesn't care. gritty , cinematic, unexpected psychological twist, surrealist, echo image, sidelit, cinematic photograph, noise offset, <lora:add-detail-xl:1> , Getty Images quality photograph , double exposure, multiple-exposure photograph, UHD, experimental lighting, experimental angles, strong fisheye-lens/ intense fisheye-view photograph, intricately detailed, very detailed background, realisticvision-negative-embedding, realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism
    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
    Ultra-modern vineyard estate, integrating futuristic agritech within a classic French chateau design. The estate boasts robotic vine tenders and a gravity-flow winery, set against rolling hills and historic stone walls, (Soft Afternoon Light), landscape focus (f_stop 9.0), (focal_length 24mm) f/9.0, emphasizing the blend of tradition and innovation, panoramic shot for expansive view, shot with a (Sony Alpha A7R III), edited for rich colors and technological harmony
    (found footage, various shades of green, mixed colour palate, retro, spooky, gothic rococo) (masterpiece, 4k medium format photo, bokeh, dense foliage, kodak film ) In the heart of the desolate metropolis, where towering structures of rusted steel and shattered glass stood as monuments to a forgotten era, a quaint cottage nestled in the woods, its thatch roof camouflaged by the verdant canopy. The air was thick with the acrid scent of decay and the distant hum of malfunctioning machinery, yet within the cottage, the hearth crackled with warmth, casting flickering shadows on the worn wooden walls. The garden, a riot of wildflowers and vines, whispered secrets to the ancient trees, their gnarled branches reaching out as if to embrace the fragile sanctuary. Through the veil of the forest, the cacophony of the city faded, replaced by the gentle lullaby of nature, a poignant reminder of a world long lost.
    landscape shot with alien-themed HDR photo of hyperrealistic art cinematic photo (Deep within a network of echoing canyons, strange rock formations twist and contort into fantastical shapes, their surfaces etched with ancient hieroglyphs. Bioluminescent moss clings to the canyon walls, casting a soft, ethereal glow in the darkness. As the wind whistles through the narrow passageways, the canyon reverberates with the haunting echoes of an alien world.), (<lora:xl_more_art-full_v1:1>), <lora:add-detail-xl:1> . 35mm photograph, film, bokeh, professional, 4k, highly detailed . extremely high-resolution details, photographic, realism pushed to extreme, fine texture, incredibly lifelike . High dynamic range, vivid, rich details, clear shadows and highlights, realistic, intense, enhanced contrast, highly detailed . extraterrestrial, cosmic, otherworldly, mysterious, sci-fi, highly detailed. Scenic, outdoors, grand, beautiful
    Alyssa, a young and beautiful priestess, standing atop an ancient, stone altar within the dimly lit confines of a long-forgotten temple. Her slender body, glistening with a sheen of nervous perspiration, is revealed in its naked splendor, each curve and contour casting an eerie shadow on the worn and moss-covered walls. A large, emerald-scaled snake, a creature of mythical proportions, coils around the base of the altar, its unblinking eyes fixed on Alyssa with a mix of hunger and reverence. Its forked tongue flickers in the flickering torchlight, tasting the scent of fear and purity in the air. The priestess's wrists are bound with vines that have grown from the cracks in the floor, entwining themselves around the altar's edges, symbolizing her submission to the will of the divine. Alyssa's eyes are closed, her head tilted back, as she offers herself to the fates, her long hair cascading down her back like a river of midnight silk. The atmosphere is thick with anticipation and the ancient power of the ritual about to unfold, as the snake, a living embodiment of the temple's dark legacy, prepares to claim its sacrificial prize.raw, masterpiece, extreme ultra best picture, extreme ultra intricate creative detail, extreme hyper realistic detail, extreme ultra hyper photo realism, extreme ultra-hyper immersive visuals, extreme 3D realistic, ultra 4080p, HD, VFX, SFX, FKAA, TXAA, RTX, SSAO, 5 perfect fingers, close up shot
    ugly, abstract, monster turned inside out and splatted onto white wall, (hair, vesicles, teeth, organelles, slime, warts, veins), unnatural colors, green, safety orange, pink, drawn with fat-tip sharpie and filled with wool, carpet, leather, thick lines, negative spaces within image, Jean Dubuffet, Paul Nudd, Basil Wolverton
    a cabaret singer's smoky dressing room within a crystal cavern; the cavern wall is a granite blend of obsidian, quartz, and jade. (The room is illuminated by a pair frosted-jade or soapstone sconces, inset into the wall on either side of a vanity mirror). Several beautiful and varied ao dai dresses hang from a clothing rack next to an ornate armoire. the neo-noir ambience combines a sense of intrigue with opulence. UNDER THE OCEAN
    a cabaret singer's smoky dressing room within a crystal cavern; the cavern wall is a granite blend of obsidian, quartz, and jade. (The room is illuminated by a pair frosted-jade or soapstone sconces, inset into the wall on either side of a vanity mirror). Several beautiful and varied ao dai dresses hang from a clothing rack next to an ornate armoire. the neo-noir ambience combines a sense of intrigue with opulence.
    In the shadowy village where darkness reigns, Houses loom tall, with eerie remains. Gothic facades, with windows aglow, Whispers of phantoms, in the eerie glow. Each house tells a tale of terror and woe, With creaking floors, and ghosts that flow. But amidst the horror, one house stands plain, A normal facade, devoid of strain. Its windows shuttered, its doors closed tight, But within its walls, a chilling sight. For behind closed doors, a darkness dwells, A horror unseen, in the depths it compels. While ghosts haunt the streets, with mournful cries, The true terror lurks, behind human eyes. For in the house that seems so mundane, Lies the heart of darkness, a soul in pain. So beware the normal, in a village of fear, For the true horror lies, where the humans leer. In a world of ghosts, it's the humans who scare, In the house that seems, like it doesn't care. gritty , themes of unsettling contrast in a community, cinematic, unexpected psychological twist, surrealist, echo image, sidelit, cinematic photograph, noise offset, <lora:add-detail-xl:1> , Getty Images quality photograph , double exposure, multiple-exposure photograph, UHD, experimental lighting, experimental angles, strong fisheye-lens/ intense fisheye-view photograph, intricately detailed, very detailed background, realisticvision-negative-embedding, realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism
    A dramatic and intense close-up shot of a 35-year-old busty Irish female prison inmate standing in a cold, dimly lit Victorian-era prison cell. She has striking red hair pulled back into a neat, practical style, her expression stern and commanding as she looks down into the camera. Her massive tits are out, and her slim but powerful figure is accentuated by a tight unzipped orange jumpsuit with tits out. That is open over her chest, while the pants hug her curvy hips and big ass, adding to her dominant presence. She sits on rusty chair superior ready for any challenge. The wet floor beneath her reflects the low, moody light, which is punctuated by sharp, contrasting highlights casting dramatic shadows across her form. A beam of cool, bluish light filters through a barred window, illuminating her figure and creating a stark contrast against the dark, cold stone walls. The interplay of light and shadow emphasizes her commanding, cougar-like presence. Her gaze, filled with authority, pierces through the frame, further intensifying the atmosphere of control and power within the harsh, unforgiving environment of the prison."
    [Very high angled, downward looking, aerial photograph], ((a subterranean is seen as a surreal labyrinth of interconnected, undulating tunnels and chambers), (walls are intricately sculpted from smooth, reddish-brown rock, with surfaces resembling melting wax or giving the village an organic appearance), (central to the village is a large, circular plaza illuminated by a series of bioluminescent crystals embedded in the ceiling, casting an ethereal, multicolored glow over everything), (surrounding the plaza are homes carved directly into the rock, each with rounded, bulbous shapes and windows of varying, irregular shapes and sizes), (staircases and ramps twist and turn in impossible directions, leading to higher or lower levels within the village), (pillars support cavern ceilings adorned with intricate, swirling patterns), (aqueducts run along the walls, carrying water that cascades into small fountains and pools), (hanging gardens of exotic, twisted plants dangle from the ceilings, their roots exposed and intertwined), (the village's market area features elongated stalls with curved roofs, overflowing with bizarre, otherworldly goods), (Elevated walkways made crisscross the chambers), (pathways that seem to float in mid-air) [alien cybergoth themed 32k photograph, uhd, ornately detailed, very detailed background] realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCNegative
    an eerie Victorian mansion shrouded in fog, its windows dark and foreboding, hiding secrets of occult practices within its walls, as whispers echo through the abandoned halls, cinematic, epic, stunning, highly detailed, dynamic, full color, rich deep colors, ambient light, sharp focus, great composition,, atmosphere, creative, vivid, intricate, elegant, very inspirational, thought
    A festive digital illustration features a fluffy kitten with gray, black, and white tabby markings sitting on a wooden porch surface. The kitten's face is painted to resemble a doll's mask, with large, expressive blue eyes framed by dark eyebrows, cracks across its pale skin, and prominent stitching around the eyes and forehead. It wears a black shirt adorned with a striking white graphic print of Michael Myers' face. To the right of the kitten is a bright orange plastic Jack-o'-lantern filled with colorful wrapped candies such as green, purple, red, and blue wrappers. The pumpkin has traditional carvings - triangular eyes, a rounded nose, and a curved mouth - with black details carved out, creating a glowing effect from within. The background showcases a house entrance with warm yellow lights, including small fairy lights hanging on the exterior walls and windows. There are also vibrant orange pumpkins and microchipped pot plants visible, adding to the Halloween ambiance. The scene is softly lit by the string lights, casting an inviting glow that highlights the textures of the kitten's fur and the details of the Jack-o'-lantern. The overall mood is whimsical yet slightly eerie, capturing the essence of Halloween with its rich colors, high contrast, and balanced exposure.
    In the shadowy village where darkness reigns, Houses loom tall, with eerie remains. Gothic facades, with windows aglow, Whispers of phantoms, in the eerie glow. Each house tells a tale of terror and woe, With creaking floors, and ghosts that flow. But amidst the horror, one house stands plain, A normal facade, devoid of strain. Its windows shuttered, its doors closed tight, But within its walls, a chilling sight. For behind closed doors, a darkness dwells, A horror unseen, in the depths it compels. While ghosts haunt the streets, with mournful cries, The true terror lurks, behind human eyes. For in the house that seems so mundane, Lies the heart of darkness, a soul in pain. So beware the normal, in a village of fear, For the true horror lies, where the humans leer. In a world of ghosts, it's the humans who scare, In the house that seems, like it doesn't care. gritty , themes of unsettling contrast in a community, cinematic, unexpected psychological twist, surrealist, echo image, sidelit, cinematic photograph, noise offset, <lora:add-detail-xl:1> , Getty Images quality photograph , double exposure, multiple-exposure photograph, UHD, experimental lighting, experimental angles, strong fisheye-lens/ intense fisheye-view photograph, intricately detailed, very detailed background, realisticvision-negative-embedding, realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism
    comic comic a gritty, an intense, grainy illustration of a team of elite special agents infiltrating a heavily guarded enemy compound. The agents move silently through the shadows, their high-tech gear and weapons at the ready as they navigate the complex's corridors and defenses. The compound is a maze of reinforced walls, security cameras, and patrolling guards, with a few high-value targets hidden within. The illustration should have a textured, comic book-inspired appearance, with dynamic angles, dramatic lighting, and a sense of stealth and precision. graphic illustration, comic art, graphic novel art, vibrant, highly detailed, graphic illustration, comic art, graphic novel art, vibrant, highly detailed <lora:grainy-v1:0.5>
    Begin with a close-up shot of an boy within a room, symbolizing solitude and longing Realistic photo suggestion: A dimly lit, bedroom with shadows cast across the walls, portraying a sense of emptiness and longing
    8k photo of textile art, ugly, abstract collage, monster turned inside out and splattered across white wall, (real hair, vesicles, real teeth, organelles, slime, warts, veins), unnatural colors, green, safety orange, pink, drawn with fat-tip sharpie and filled with ((wool, carpet, leather, thick lines, eyeballs, glass, dried glue, negative spaces, tape)) within image, Jean Dubuffet, (((Paul Nudd))), Basil Wolverton
    cinematic film still (blood, blood bath, bloody:1.6), (Top-quality, 8K, masterpiece:1.3) Within the decrepit mansion, an ivory and gold ballroom stands frozen in time. Dust swirls in the dim light, revealing faded bloodstains on the once-grand walls. The chandeliers hang ominously, casting eerie shadows. A sense of dread fills the air as the echoes of long-forgotten music linger, and the silence is broken only by the soft drip of blood from the ceiling. This chilling masterpiece serves as a reminder: never again such lengthy prompts, and beware what lurks in the shadows. <lora:epi_noiseoffset2:1> <lora:IvoryGoldAIv2:1> Ivory Gold . shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy
    watercolor painting line art drawing (Deep within a network of echoing canyons, strange rock formations twist and contort into fantastical shapes, their surfaces etched with ancient hieroglyphs. Bioluminescent moss clings to the canyon walls, casting a soft, ethereal glow in the darkness. As the wind whistles through the narrow passageways, the canyon reverberates with the haunting echoes of an alien world.), (<lora:RMSDXL_Creative:1>), <lora:add-detail-xl:1> . professional, sleek, modern, minimalist, graphic, line art, vector graphics . vibrant, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic
    In the shadowy village where darkness reigns, Houses loom tall, with eerie remains. Gothic facades, with windows aglow, Whispers of phantoms, in the eerie glow. Each house tells a tale of terror and woe, With creaking floors, and ghosts that flow. But amidst the horror, one house stands plain, A normal facade, devoid of strain. Its windows shuttered, its doors closed tight, But within its walls, a chilling sight. For behind closed doors, a darkness dwells, A horror unseen, in the depths it compels. While ghosts haunt the streets, with mournful cries, The true terror lurks, behind human eyes. For in the house that seems so mundane, Lies the heart of darkness, a soul in pain. So beware the normal, in a village of fear, For the true horror lies, where the humans leer. In a world of ghosts, it's the humans who scare, In the house that seems, like it doesn't care. gritty , themes of unsettling contrast in a community, cinematic, unexpected psychological twist, surrealist, echo image, sidelit, cinematic photograph, noise offset, <lora:add-detail-xl:1> , Getty Images quality photograph , double exposure, multiple-exposure photograph, UHD, experimental lighting, experimental angles, strong fisheye-lens/ intense fisheye-view photograph, intricately detailed, very detailed background, realisticvision-negative-embedding, realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCRealism
    ugly, abstract, monster turned inside out and splatted onto white wall, (hair, vesicles, teeth, organelles, slime, warts, veins), unnatural colors, green, safety orange, pink, drawn with fat-tip sharpie and filled with wool, carpet, leather, thick lines, negative spaces within image, Jean Dubuffet, Paul Nudd, Basil Wolverton
    Deep within the hallowed halls of the Ninja Academy, sequestered from prying eyes, a solitary student kneels in silent contemplation. Whiskers twitch imperceptibly as concentration intensifies, pupils narrowing to mere slits. Paws rest lightly upon thighs clad in midnight-black gi, fingers curled inward to conceal razor-sharp claws honed to lethal perfection. Suddenly, a ripple disturbs the tranquility of the chamber. From the very stones of the walls, chunks of granite begin to shudder loose, rising slowly into the air as if tugged upward by invisible strings. First pebbles, then fist-sized rocks, growing larger with each passing second until massive boulders hover menacingly overhead, poised to crush anything unfortunate enough to cross their path. Yet the feline practitioner maintains absolute composure, breathing deeply and evenly despite the exertion required to levitate such immense weights. Pale-green energy pulses visibly from the center of his forehead, coalescing into a shimmering sphere that rotates languidly before him. Wisps of ectoplasmic mist curl outward from the orb, tracing ephemeral patterns in the stale air. concept-art, digital, dreaminess, cute, big-eyes, fantasy, nature, portraits, vibrant, whimsy, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic, aesthetic, intricate details, highly detailed, ultra-detailed, absurdres, vivid, vibrant, volumetric lighting, unreal engine, octane rendering, high contrast, midjourneyv6.1, emeraldmorph
    Deep within the hallowed halls of the Ninja Academy, sequestered from prying eyes, a solitary student kneels in silent contemplation. Whiskers twitch imperceptibly as concentration intensifies, pupils narrowing to mere slits. Paws rest lightly upon thighs clad in midnight-black gi, fingers curled inward to conceal razor-sharp claws honed to lethal perfection. Suddenly, a ripple disturbs the tranquility of the chamber. From the very stones of the walls, chunks of granite begin to shudder loose, rising slowly into the air as if tugged upward by invisible strings. First pebbles, then fist-sized rocks, growing larger with each passing second until massive boulders hover menacingly overhead, poised to crush anything unfortunate enough to cross their path. Yet the feline practitioner maintains absolute composure, breathing deeply and evenly despite the exertion required to levitate such immense weights. Pale-green energy pulses visibly from the center of his forehead, coalescing into a shimmering sphere that rotates languidly before him. Wisps of ectoplasmic mist curl outward from the orb, tracing ephemeral patterns in the stale air. concept-art, digital, dreaminess, cute, big-eyes, fantasy, nature, portraits, vibrant, whimsy, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic, aesthetic, intricate details, highly detailed, ultra-detailed, absurdres, vivid, vibrant, volumetric lighting, unreal engine, octane rendering, high contrast, midjourneyv6.1, emeraldmorph
    A three-story building on the street with an asphalt road surface and realistic, asphalt sidewalks. The house is minimalist in design with white walls and green plants on the balcony, with a modern gate entrance on the ground floor. The design includes an outside garden with large windows and sliding doors to let natural light flood inside the house. It's an image shown from the front with a white background in the style of a minimalist artist <lora:add_detail:0.5> <lora:more_details:0.3> <lora:Gray villa-NBOX:1>, ((Best quality)), ((masterpiece)), ((realistic)), design a modern multi-story residential building that showcases the integration of green spaces and harmonizes with its surroundings. Envision a contemporary architectural masterpiece that embraces sustainable practices and promotes a sense of well-being. The design should seamlessly incorporate lush greenery and aerial gardens, creating a visually striking and environmentally friendly living environment. Picture the building nestled within an urban landscape, with natural daylight filtering through the foliage, casting a soothing and refreshing ambiance. As the artist, utilize architectural design and digital rendering techniques to bring this concept to life. Embrace a color scheme inspired by natural and earthy tones, further enhancing the building's connection to nature. Let the artwork reflect the innovative and forward-thinking approach to urban living, where modern design harmonizes with green spaces, creating a sustainable and aesthetically pleasing residential building, (masterpiece),(high quality), best quality, real,(realistic), super detailed, (full detail),(4k),8k, modern house exterior design, Modern architecture, whitewall, Sandstone GRAY, Beautiful_sky, SUNSET, no_humans, outdoors, sky, tree, Garden flower front of building, <lora:AARG_villa:1>,
    Ultra-modern vineyard estate, integrating futuristic agritech within a classic French chateau design. The estate boasts robotic vine tenders and a gravity-flow winery, set against rolling hills and historic stone walls, (Soft Afternoon Light), landscape focus (f_stop 9.0), (focal_length 24mm) f/9.0, emphasizing the blend of tradition and innovation, panoramic shot for expansive view, shot with a (Sony Alpha A7R III), edited for rich colors and technological harmony
    Watercolor painting (Top-quality, 8K, masterpiece:1.3) Within the opulent halls of a Mughal palace, ivory and gold intertwine in a symphony of elegance and luxury. Sunlight filters through intricately carved jali screens, casting intricate patterns of light and shadow on marble floors adorned with delicate floral motifs. Gilded pillars rise to support domed ceilings adorned with exquisite frescoes depicting scenes of royal splendor and natural beauty. Richly embroidered tapestries line the walls, depicting lush gardens teeming with life. In the center of the chamber, a shimmering pool reflects the golden hues of the surrounding architecture, while fragrant rose petals float lazily on its surface. Every detail of this interior masterpiece is captured in stunning clarity, inviting viewers to lose themselves in the timeless grandeur of Mughal craftsmanship and the beauty of nature. <lora:epi_noiseoffset2:1> <lora:IvoryGoldAIv2:1> Ivory Gold . Vibrant, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic
    ugly, abstract, monster turned inside out and splatted onto white wall, (hair, vesicles, teeth, organelles, slime, warts, veins), unnatural colors, green, safety orange, pink, drawn with fat-tip sharpie and filled with wool, carpet, leather, thick lines, negative spaces within image, Jean Dubuffet, Paul Nudd, Basil Wolverton
    8k photo of textile art, ugly, abstract collage, monster turned inside out and splattered across white wall, (real hair, vesicles, real teeth, organelles, slime, warts, veins), unnatural colors, green, safety orange, pink, drawn with fat-tip sharpie and filled with ((wool, carpet, leather, thick lines, eyeballs, glass, dried glue, negative spaces, tape)) within image, Jean Dubuffet, (((Paul Nudd))), Basil Wolverton
    comic comic a gritty, an intense, grainy illustration of a team of elite special agents infiltrating a heavily guarded enemy compound. The agents move silently through the shadows, their high-tech gear and weapons at the ready as they navigate the complex's corridors and defenses. The compound is a maze of reinforced walls, security cameras, and patrolling guards, with a few high-value targets hidden within. The illustration should have a textured, comic book-inspired appearance, with dynamic angles, dramatic lighting, and a sense of stealth and precision. graphic illustration, comic art, graphic novel art, vibrant, highly detailed, graphic illustration, comic art, graphic novel art, vibrant, highly detailed <lora:grainy-v1:0.5>
    cinematic film still (blood, blood bath, bloody:1.6), (Top-quality, 8K, masterpiece:1.3) Within the decrepit mansion, an ivory and gold ballroom stands frozen in time. Dust swirls in the dim light, revealing faded bloodstains on the once-grand walls. The chandeliers hang ominously, casting eerie shadows. A sense of dread fills the air as the echoes of long-forgotten music linger, and the silence is broken only by the soft drip of blood from the ceiling. This chilling masterpiece serves as a reminder: never again such lengthy prompts, and beware what lurks in the shadows. <lora:epi_noiseoffset2:1> <lora:IvoryGoldAIv2:1> Ivory Gold . shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy
    8k photo of textile art, ugly, abstract collage, monster turned inside out and splattered across white wall, (real hair, vesicles, real teeth, organelles, slime, warts, veins), unnatural colors, green, safety orange, pink, drawn with fat-tip sharpie and filled with ((wool, carpet, leather, thick lines, eyeballs, glass, dried glue, negative spaces, tape)) within image, Jean Dubuffet, (((Paul Nudd))), Basil Wolverton
    8k photo of textile art, ugly, abstract collage, monster turned inside out and splattered across white wall, (real hair, vesicles, real teeth, organelles, slime, warts, veins), unnatural colors, green, safety orange, pink, drawn with fat-tip sharpie and filled with ((wool, carpet, leather, thick lines, eyeballs, glass, dried glue, negative spaces, tape)) within image, Jean Dubuffet, (((Paul Nudd))), Basil Wolverton
    [Very high angled, downward looking, aerial photograph], ((a subterranean is seen as a surreal labyrinth of interconnected, undulating tunnels and chambers), (walls are intricately sculpted from smooth, reddish-brown rock, with surfaces resembling melting wax or giving the village an organic appearance), (central to the village is a large, circular plaza illuminated by a series of bioluminescent crystals embedded in the ceiling, casting an ethereal, multicolored glow over everything), (surrounding the plaza are homes carved directly into the rock, each with rounded, bulbous shapes and windows of varying, irregular shapes and sizes), (staircases and ramps twist and turn in impossible directions, leading to higher or lower levels within the village), (pillars support cavern ceilings adorned with intricate, swirling patterns), (aqueducts run along the walls, carrying water that cascades into small fountains and pools), (hanging gardens of exotic, twisted plants dangle from the ceilings, their roots exposed and intertwined), (the village's market area features elongated stalls with curved roofs, overflowing with bizarre, otherworldly goods), (Elevated walkways made crisscross the chambers), (pathways that seem to float in mid-air) [alien cybergoth themed 32k photograph, uhd, ornately detailed, very detailed background] realisticvision-negative-embedding, epiCNegative
    A dramatic and intense close-up shot of a 35-year-old busty Irish female prison inmate standing in a cold, dimly lit Victorian-era prison cell. She has striking red hair pulled back into a neat, practical style, her expression stern and commanding as she looks down into the camera. Her massive tits are defined, and her slim but powerful figure is accentuated by a tight unzipped orange jumpsuit. That is open over her chest, while the pants hug her curvy hips and big ass, adding to her dominant presence. She sits on rusty chair superior ready for any challenge. The wet floor beneath her reflects the low, moody light, which is punctuated by sharp, contrasting highlights casting dramatic shadows across her form. A beam of cool, bluish light filters through a barred window, illuminating her figure and creating a stark contrast against the dark, cold stone walls. The interplay of light and shadow emphasizes her commanding, cougar-like presence. Her gaze, filled with authority, pierces through the frame, further intensifying the atmosphere of control and power within the harsh, unforgiving environment of the prison."
    artistic style,watercolor,art portrait of a young woman, depicted in a surrealist style, standing in a fairy-tale cave. Her face is gentle and beautiful, with a light that seems to come from within. Her eyes are large and expressive, with glare that reflects the magical lights of the cave. Her hair is long and wavy, with colors that flow from platinum white to pale purple. Her hair scatters around her like silk threads, while light particles seem to rise from her and dissolve in the air. She is dressed in an ethereal dress, made of transparent fabrics that move like water and are decorated with fine details and shiny elements. The dress is created so that it seems to merge with its surroundings, with one part of it covered with moss and crystals, and another with flowers and leaves. The cave: The cave around her is filled with fantastic and surreal elements. The walls of the cave are covered with sparkling crystals and luminescent plants that glow in different colors – blue, green, purple and pink. Stalactites hang from the ceiling of the cave, which also glow and shimmer in bright colors. On the floor of the cave there is a small lake with crystal clear water that reflects the lights and creates a fairy-tale atmosphere. The water in the lake is so transparent that you can see small fish with shiny scales swimming around. The air is filled with a slight misty effect, giving a mystical atmosphere to the whole scene.
    A dramatic and intense close-up shot of a 35-year-old busty Irish female prison inmate standing in a cold, dimly lit Victorian-era prison cell. She has striking red hair pulled back into a neat, practical style, her expression stern and commanding as she looks down into the camera. Her massive tits are defined, and her slim but powerful figure is accentuated by a tight unzipped orange jumpsuit. That is open over her chest, while the pants hug her curvy hips and big ass, adding to her dominant presence. She sits on rusty chair superior ready for any challenge. The wet floor beneath her reflects the low, moody light, which is punctuated by sharp, contrasting highlights casting dramatic shadows across her form. A beam of cool, bluish light filters through a barred window, illuminating her figure and creating a stark contrast against the dark, cold stone walls. The interplay of light and shadow emphasizes her commanding, cougar-like presence. Her gaze, filled with authority, pierces through the frame, further intensifying the atmosphere of control and power within the harsh, unforgiving environment of the prison."
    RAW full body analogue photo of a beautiful 25 years old woman, clear focus, high resolution image,,In the opulent chambers of a 1870s Victorian-era manor, ornate mahogany walls intricately adorned with filigree patterns create an atmosphere of timeless grandeur. Plush velvet drapes, in rich shades of royal blue and gold, drape elegantly, adding to the regal ambiance. Soft candlelight casts a warm glow, illuminating the refined contours of the private secretary's face as she sits with serene composure, her demeanor exuding quiet confidence amidst the stately surroundings. Adorned in an (intricate lace chiffon and accentuated with a petite bodice), her allure is as enduring as the era itself. The [ebony and ivory aesthetic] of the decor accentuates her delicate charm, while meticulous character composition and precise focus ensure the photograph captures her essence with captivating depth. Velvet stockings, luxurious and soft, grace her (slender legs and narrow calves), adding a touch of refinement to her ensemble as she reclines gracefully within the lavish chamber. Taken at f2 with a 35mm lens, the image radiates a vivid, raw (perky feminine beauty), enriched by subsurface scattering techniques.,low light, soft natural light, Rembrandt style light, Hasselblad DLSR camera, 200mm Zeiss lens, f/2.8, ,Sexy pose, erotic pose, exhibitionism
    (((A secret agent’s lair hidden within a hollowed-out mountain, decorated with sleek furniture upholstered in blood orange leather. High-tech gadgets blend seamlessly with natural elements like stone walls embedded with glowing citrine crystals. During a tense briefing, the lead agent sneezes violently after sniffing a suspiciously fragrant air freshener, causing her headset to malfunction mid-transmission. Her partner quips, “Smooth move, Agent Peel.” Dramatic shadows enhance the clandestine vibe.))) spy intrigue, modern luxury, humorous mishaps, ((background: dimly lit corridors leading deeper into the lair)), Stable_Yogis_SD1.5_Positives, detailed eyes,, perfect eyes,, freckles,, perfect skin texture, photorealistic eyes, blood orange style

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