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    Rebecca Guay, Seb Mckinnon, Gold and Grey dappled in moonlight and the mother of runes sipping bitterblossom and cradling swords and ploughshares on the path of exile beside the leyline of the void, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer
    The image is a digital illustration in a detailed, vibrant, high contrast, semi-realistic art style with 90s retro futuristic anime elements without noise or comic halftone effect. The planet Eyjensul, you are here. A frozen tundra for much of its 250 year orbit around Elias. In the decades closest to the supergiant the planet transforms into a desert. As water is drawn from the sands the planet experiences its only weather. Vast storms surge into existence. And the shifting sands reveal their treasure. You are part of the Salvage Union, the backbone of the abandoned world's sputtering economy. When the tundra begins to stir for a few brief months between frost and storm you will seek your fortune on the long road to Perihelion, the last true city and the only shelter. The compostition and the poses are dynamic. The composition is dominated by cool tones, with a muted, slightly gritty texture that enhances the gritty, futuristic atmosphere. ne0nfant4sy
    gold and blue and grey and grey and grey, 
So can you understand That I want a girl while I'm still young I want to hold her hand And show her some beauty before this damage is done But if it's too much to ask Then send me a boy Under the overpass In the parking lot we're still waiting it's already passed So move your feet from hot pavement and into the grass you always seemed so sure that one day we would be fighting in a suburban war your part of town against mine i saw you standing on the opposite shore but by the time the first bombs fell we were already bored the kids want to be so hard but in my dreams we are still screaming and running through the yard when all of the walls that they built in the seventies fall it meant nothing at all sometimes i cannot believe it i am moving past the feeling and into the night. vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, ne0nfant4sy, detailmaximizer
    This is a polaroid of a busy city street at night, seen from a crude balcony several stories up. The street is described like this: But here the mirrored ziggurats down Lázaro Cardenas flow with the luminous flesh of giants, shunting out the night's barrage of dreams to the waiting avenidas - business as usual, world without end.
Cyber, Punk, Smog, No Animals, No Trees, Near Future, The Sprawl, Highway, Skyscrapers, Grey, Black, Pink, Red, White,  
aidmaimageupgrader, PLRD
    polaroid of a young girl meeting a polar bear. The year is 1850 and the clothes reflect this. there is a snowstorm, almost a whiteout, and the image is obscured by falling snow. The bear and the girl are looking at each other. The bear is enormous, dwarfing the child. He faces the camera, large teeth visible. His fur is ((long)), thick and shaggy, matted and yellowing with dirt. The girl is an inuit with pale skin. She faces away from the camera. She is short and wiry, dressed in ancient leathers. She has dark hair beneath a fur-lined hood. Her clothes are dirty and stained leathers. It is night time, the sky is pitch black, snow covers the street and buildings around the two characters. A ramshackle building made of bare stone and corrugated iron stands alone in the background, candlelight shines from one window. There is a solitary tree beside the building, it is dead and without leaves. There are no lampposts, no signs, no phones, no technology of any kind, and no cars in the picture.   PLRD
    red and white and blue and grey, I made my home in a ten-ton bomb And I was so happy with 28 years of free falling She was born in a tenement walk-up With hair for nerves you know she never learned to talk to adults She said Everything's easier in here Like the dancer with bruises who gathers the cash When the music is through, no she don’t look back I’ve come to look for America too But the best we could do is to enter the void Like a wide-eyed girl waking up to the noise of East Harlem Don’t they see that we’re starving Like the dancer with bruises who gathers the cash When the music is through no she don’t look back I’ve come to look for America too And we stole the car on the 4th of July I pawned my guitar and we drove through the night I’ve come to look for America too, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, ne0nfant4sy, detailmaximizer
    white pink and buttercup yellow, Now stop vibrating like a fire extinguished by the tears Between my hands a thread of water I will carry with me And in the uninhabited land a thread of grass will survive I do I do to struggle and emerge from the dark and then ascend to the heavens never reached I do I do to look in the future and to smile without fearing the emptiness In an instance new aspirations flow A scenery of conquests and bewilderments is opened before me, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    open_Impressionism,DIGITAL PAINTING,FLUORESCENT, GLOW,pointillist tetradic color dot technique,D4rch,fluidart style, scattered white dots, painting depicting Into this wild Abyss, The womb of Nature, and perhaps her grave, Of neither sea, nor shore, nor air, nor fire, But all these in their pregnant causes mixed, Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight, Unless the Almighty Maker them ordain, His dark materials to create more worlds, Into this wild Abyss the wary succubus, Stood on the brink of Hell and looked a while, Pondering her voyage, for no narrow frith, she had to cross. pink, mauve, cream, navy, sky blue, magenta, crimson, pale yellow,
    Silver and cold pink, She was a real royal lady true patron of the arts said if i ever got too hungry for a headstone or black star to think of her all alone in the dark and I keep looking for that blindfold faith lighting candles to a cynical saint who wants the last laugh at the die cast by the penitent slave you can go right out of your mind trying to escape from the panicked paradox of day to day if you can't understand something then it's best to be afraid and they keep moving at a glacial pace turning circles in a memory maze I made a new cast of the death mask thats gonna cover my face I had to change the celebration of the saints hide it all behind a wall let people wait and never trust a heart that's so bent it can't break, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    The image is a digital illustration in a detailed, vibrant, high contrast, semi-realistic art style with 90s retro futuristic anime elements without noise or comic halftone effect. The subject is a doberman prowling with his ears flat back to the ground. The theme of his body is black and ochre. His body is cyborg with mechanical parts integrated into it. His legs and torso are fully mechanical. He is wearing a black futuristic, cybernetic, high-tech suit with ruddy ochre panelling, reminiscent of military or space gear. The background features an abandoned oil refinery at dusk, ((dark)), blue tones dominate the background, with a crack of pink sunset on the horizon, industrial setting with metallic pipes and machinery, creating a sense of a dystopian or sci-fi environment. The compostition and the poses are dynamic. The composition is dominated by cool tones, with a muted, slightly gritty texture that enhances the gritty, futuristic atmosphere. 
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    Rebecca Guay, Seb Mckinnon, Gold and Grey dappled in moonlight and the mother of runes cradling the ploughshares on the leyline of the void
    This is a polaroid of a close up of half of a woman's face. She has been heavily augmented with advanced electronics. Behind the woman is Night City, seen from street level. It is midnight and the sky is black. Night City is described like this: Night City is like a deranged experiment in social Darwinism, designed by a bored researcher who kept one thumb permanently on the fast-forward button. The woman is dark haired with flat trapezoid chrome instead of eyes. She looks like a killer. She looks like a victim. Cyber, Punk, cyberpunk, near future, busy, ((dirty)), ((Smog)), Near Future, The Sprawl, Skyscrapers, Grey, Black, Pink, Red, White, bustling, criminal, graffiti, disrepair, wealth, squalor, cyberspace, port, harbour, tankers, acid rain, pollution, the fringe aidmaimageupgrader, PLRD,
    white pink and buttercup yellow, kiss me hard before you go summertime sadness i got my red dress on tonight dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight done my hair up real big beauty queen style oh my god i feel it in the air telephone wires are sizzling like a snare honey i am on fire got that summertime sadness like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    luminous red and luminous green and luminous blue and luminous purple and luminous yellow and black and black and black, Can you feel the lightning covering your skin It's a nightmare but you're on fire You wait your whole life over for this moment to begin And now it's over but you're not tired I'm having visions infinite visions The same ones as you Ten thousand eyes and four hundred hands And all of my arms are made of the sands Of oceans of old that dried up and left They became the skies and then they all wept The first time they heard the song from Tom Petty The one where Johnny Depp plays the rebel named Eddie The sky was the limit and then it came crashing down Can you feel the lightning covering your skin It's a nightmare but you're on fire You wait your whole life over for this moment to begin And now it's over but you're not tired I'm having visions infinite visions Of something new You feel it changing slowly but changing About to break through Ten thousand eyes and four hundred hands And all of my arms are made of the sands Of oceans of old that dried up and left They became the skies and then they all wept The first time they heard the song from Tom Petty The one where Johnny Depp plays the rebel named Eddie The sky was the limit and then it came crashing down, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, ne0nfant4sy, detailmaximizer
    Gold and Grey She was a real royal lady true patron of the arts said if i ever got too hungry for a headstone or black star and I keep looking for that blindfold faith lighting candles to a cynical saint who wants the last laugh at the die cast by the penitent slave you can go right out of your mind trying to escape from the panicked paradox of day to day if you can't understand something then it's best to be afraid and they keep moving at a glacial pace turning circles in a memory maze I made a new cast of the death mask thats gonna cover my face I had to change the celebration of the saints hide it all behind a wall let people wait and never trust a heart that's so bent it can't break, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    Gold and Grey She was a real royal lady true patron of the arts said if i ever got too hungry for a headstone or black star and I keep looking for that blindfold faith lighting candles to a cynical saint who wants the last laugh at the die cast by the penitent slave you can go right out of your mind trying to escape from the panicked paradox of day to day if you can't understand something then it's best to be afraid and they keep moving at a glacial pace turning circles in a memory maze I made a new cast of the death mask thats gonna cover my face I had to change the celebration of the saints hide it all behind a wall let people wait and never trust a heart that's so bent it can't break, ne0nfant4sy
    Silver and cold pink, She was a real royal lady true patron of the arts said if i ever got too hungry for a headstone or black star and I keep looking for that blindfold faith lighting candles to a cynical saint who wants the last laugh at the die cast by the penitent slave you can go right out of your mind trying to escape from the panicked paradox of day to day if you can't understand something then it's best to be afraid and they keep moving at a glacial pace turning circles in a memory maze I made a new cast of the death mask thats gonna cover my face I had to change the celebration of the saints hide it all behind a wall let people wait and never trust a heart that's so bent it can't break, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    white pink and buttercup yellow, Now stop vibrating like a fire extinguished by the tears Between my hands a thread of water I will carry with me And in the uninhabited land a thread of grass will survive I do I do to struggle and emerge from the dark and then ascend to the heavens never reached I do I do to look in the future and to smile without fearing the emptiness In an instance new aspirations flow A scenery of conquests and bewilderments is opened before me, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
    Rebecca Guay, Seb Mckinnon, Gold and Grey dappled in moonlight and the mother of runes sipping bitterblossom and cradling swords and ploughshares on the path of exile beside the leyline of the void
    cream and grey, seasons do not fear the reaper nor do the sun the wind or the rain do not fear the reaper came the last night of sadness and it was clear she couldn't go on the door was open and the wind appeared the candles blew and then disappeared the curtains flew and then he appeared she had started to fly they looked back and said goodbye she had taken his hand do not fear the reaper, vantablack, ArsMJStyle, dnddarkestfantasy, aidmaimageupgrader, detailmaximizer, ne0nfant4sy
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