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    I was visited by an Angel yesterday afternoon. Not as you might expect, not dressed in a flowing, white gown No visible halo Wings discreetly folded in the small, grey rucksack On his back. He asked for me by name And tho' we'd never met before I knew him instantly And greeted him with a smile. Which he returned as we exchanged greetings. And then the most wondrous thing happened, He reached into his back pack And I thought, just for a moment, I might glimpse those glorious wings In anticipation, I leaned closer, O to view the transportation of a messenger from on high! But he reached into his bag and handed me something only Angels such as he are tasked to give, And gently spoke that modern Angels find it swifter to convey their messages By smart or Apple phones. Eve was onto a winner when she picked that fruit! He handed me two small flat objects And with a swift and deft touch connected me once more to the World. Do Angels have names any more? I asked him. He looked bemused; I am <REDACTED> of the <REDACTED>, he answered. If this does not work try the other And failing that Call the Angel helpline, that's IT! I thanked him there and then And in a moment he was gone My Angel.
    A deep, shadowed space shrouded in darkness, where a single piercing ray of light spills from the corner, cutting through the gloom like a blade. The beam cascades in soft, dust-laden streaks, illuminating floating particles as they drift in the still air. Shadows stretch and bend, their edges melting into the void, while the faint glow reveals the worn texture of unseen surfaces—a cracked wall, a weathered floor, the faint outline of something just beyond reach. The contrast is stark, the light fragile yet unwavering against the suffocating blackness, evoking a sense of mystery, solitude, and the quiet weight of time. moody atmosphere, high-contrast lighting, eerie minimalism, surreal tension, haunting beauty
    Bold text saying (((something went wrong!))) Apocalyptic city, cyber city, nuclear bomb in the background, girl walking facing away, girl dragging a teddy bear on the pavement
    A stunning cosmic nebula shaped like a colossal hand reaching out from the depths of space. The hand, made of swirling, semi-transparent gas and dust, extends from the background towards the viewer at a dramatic angle, as though emerging from the void. The fingers are curled slightly, as if preparing to grasp something unseen, adding a sense of motion and purpose to the scene. The nebula glows in vibrant colors—deep purples and blues at the edges, transitioning into radiant oranges, reds, and yellows toward the palm, with delicate greens and pinks weaving through the semi-transparent gases. The light from distant stars shines through the hand, giving it an otherworldly, ghostly glow, while the tendrils of gas form intricate, swirling patterns. The dynamic perspective emphasizes the hand’s immense scale and power, as it reaches forward, seemingly pulling the viewer into the scene. Behind it, distant galaxies and shimmering stardust create a breathtaking backdrop, enhancing the sense of cosmic wonder and divine presence. mad-nbla, bo-exposure
    Midnight in a Provençal Lavender Field "The lavender fields of Provence stretch endlessly beneath a dark, glittering sky. The night wind carries the scent of flowers, mingling with something more elusive—like old parchment and the ghost of a forgotten melody. A woven basket, half-filled with lavender, rests on the dirt path, abandoned. The distant farmhouse glows faintly, its chimney releasing the last traces of a dying fire. But the fields are not silent. The lavender stalks rustle, though there is no breeze. Something unseen moves between the rows, its presence felt, but never seen."
    A photograph of a crodeer (a cross between a crocodile and a deer) standing in a lush green forest clearing, with its scaly tail wrapped around a tree trunk. The camera is positioned at eye level, looking directly at the creature's face, which has the distinctive features of both species - a deer-like muzzle and prominent jaws with sharp teeth. Its eyes are focused on something in the distance, giving a sense of calm intensity. The surrounding foliage is dense and vibrant, with dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves above.
    A menacing clown looms in the foreground of a dimly lit circus tent, his grotesque visage dominating the frame. His pale, cracked makeup clings to weathered skin, revealing the ravages of time and malevolence beneath. Deep creases etch themselves into his forehead and around his sunken eyes, which gleam with a predatory hunger. The clown's nose, once a cheerful red bulb, now appears mottled and discolored, like decaying flesh. His lips, stretched into an unnatural snarl, reveal rows of oversized, yellowed teeth, each one jagged and razor-sharp. Saliva glistens on these monstrous fangs, hinting at an insatiable appetite for terror. The clown's traditional bright costume has faded to muted, sinister hues. His ruffled collar, once pristine white, is now stained with unspeakable dark splotches. Tattered remnants of colorful fabric hang from his shoulders, swaying gently in an unfelt breeze. In the background, the circus tent's striped patterns twist and distort, creating an unsettling, almost hallucinatory effect. Shadows writhe at the edges of the scene, suggesting unseen horrors lurking just out of sight. The ambient lighting is harsh and uneven, casting stark shadows across the clown's features and accentuating every horrifying detail. Flecks of glitter catch the light, a perverse reminder of the circus's former gaiety now twisted into something nightmarish. The clown's hair, a tangled mess of faded green and matted orange, juts out at odd angles from beneath a warped and stained hat. His eyes, bloodshot and wild, seem to follow the viewer no matter where they look. Hyper-realistic textures bring every grotesque element to life: the coarse stubble pushing through the clown's makeup, the oily sheen of sweat on his brow, the cracked and peeling paint on his cheeks. In one gloved hand, he clutches a deflated balloon animal, its rubber skin wrinkled and punctured. The other hand, partially obscured, hints at something sharp and metallic. The surrounding circus environment is a study in decay and abandonment. Tattered posters curl at the edges, their cheery slogans now seeming like cruel mockeries. A broken carousel horse lies toppled in the background, its once-bright paint chipped and faded. The sawdust-covered ground is littered with discarded tickets and crushed popcorn containers, silent testaments to long-departed audiences. This nightmarish scene captures the essence of corrupted innocence and the dark underbelly of what was once a place of joy and wonder. The hyper-realistic style brings every horrifying detail into sharp focus, creating an image that is both captivating and deeply unsettling.
    meria, Potions and Foraging - Adventurers of Arcadia Name: Petra Age: 18 years old Race: Elf Occupation: Potions and Foraging ----- Petra is a young woman standing barely over five feet tall, making her quite petite by typical standards. Her short blonde hair is always kept neatly styled, framing her attractive blue eyes that sparkle with excitement whenever she encounters something new in her travels. As an avid learner and skilled apprentice under the guidance of several renowned alchemists, Petra has honed her abilities in potion-making beyond mere basics. She can craft intricate mixtures, such as ones that enhance physical strength or grant temporary invisibility. However, despite her impressive talents, Petra remains humble and constantly seeks opportunities to improve her craft. Foraging is another essential skill Petra possesses. Whether venturing through dense forests or exploring desolate mountainsides, she can locate valuable resources with uncanny efficiency. Her keen eyes spot hidden patches of mushrooms and secret herb caches long before others could ever dream of finding them. These combined skills make Petra an invaluable asset to any group or adventuring party seeking the services of a potion master and botanist.
    Create a hyper-realistic and intricate close-up portrait of a human face that seamlessly merges with swirling, organic patterns and smaller, human-like faces embedded within the design. The central figure's eyes are a vivid, almost glowing golden color, exuding an intense, otherworldly presence. The facial features are highly detailed, with the skin appearing as if it's woven together with delicate, flowing tendrils and ornate, carved designs. The patterns within the face are complex, resembling both living tissue and sculpted art, with a surreal blend of textures. Smaller, ghostly faces emerge from the design, their expressions varying from serene to anguished, as if they are part of the main face’s essence. At the center of the forehead is a radiant, glowing orb, which seems to be the source of the face's energy, casting a soft, warm light across the intricate patterns. The overall composition is both beautiful and unsettling, with a lifelike quality that blurs the line between human and something far more mystical and ancient. The image should evoke a sense of awe and contemplation, as if the viewer is looking into a living, breathing work of art that holds countless secrets within its design,midjourneyv6.1
    A masterpiece of sad style created by the collaboration of Gustav Klimt and Mel Kishida. The main objects are sliced at intervals along a diagonal, with each interval featuring a different material: the first material is marble, the remaining materials are those that the main object would originally have.Imagine a photograph where the main subject is a lone figure standing at the edge of a vast desert at sunset. The person is turned away from the camera, facing into the direction of the setting sun. Their body is elongated by the long shadows cast by the low-angled light, creating a dramatic silhouette.The person stands with their arms stretched out horizontally to either side, palms facing upwards. This pose gives an impression of reaching or searching for something intangible, amplifying the sense of loss and longing associated with sadness. The figure's head is tilted slightly downwards, as if they are gazing at the ground beneath them, adding a layer of introspection to the scene.The shooting angle is from directly above, looking down on this solitary figure, which creates a stark and striking visual impact. This perspective makes the person seem even more isolated within their vast environment, emphasizing their emotional state.In the background, the sky is painted with warm hues of orange, pink, and purple, gradually merging into deep shades of blue as night falls. The horizon line separates these two worlds—day and night, reality and illusion—and adds depth to the scene.The sand beneath the figure's feet is undulating and textured, suggesting a sense of groundiness and rootedness despite their lifted arms and tilted head. This contrast between motionlessness and movement further enhances the emotional intensity of the photograph.Overall, this composition and perspective create an emotionally charged and visually striking image that conveys profound sadness through its dramatic pose and unique angle. HD32K, hyperdetailed, best quality, aidmaMJ6.1.
    (masterpiece: 1.4), best quality, a photo of a woman reaching up towards something in the sky, with a golden object behind her, 1girl, bracelet, jewelry, reaching, long hair, made out of Jed-brk, full of details, sharp and in focus, Knolling, Ancient Egyptian Art, Cinematic still of a Hackercore, Griffin, Selective focus, heroic, cinestill, located artistic, highly decorated, luxurious, cinematic perfect intricate stunning fine detail, beautiful detailed, very inspirational
    The text at top of the poster reads: "The Summoning". The band is alternative metal. The music album release poster is muted in color with glitches of glowing tones and is an intense fusion of raw emotion and visceral imagery. I've got a river running right into you I've got a blood trail, red in the blue Something you say or something you do A taste of the divine <lora:Darkcore:0.3> darkcore <lora:Glitchcore_Flux:0.4> gl1tchc0re <lora:Poisoncore Flux:0.4> poisoncore
    Create a Pixar-style movie poster featuring a warm, inviting psychiatrist's office. The scene shows a patient animatedly talking while lying on a cozy green chaise lounge, and the psychiatrist attentively taking notes in a red armchair. The characters are rendered with expressive, exaggerated features typical of Pixar, with the patient looking slightly anxious yet hopeful, and the psychiatrist calm and understanding. The room has soft, pastel-colored walls with minimalist decor—bookshelves, a clock, and framed art that add to the comforting atmosphere. The overall mood is light-hearted yet serious, with a hint of whimsy in the characters' expressions and poses. At the top of the poster, in bold, playful letters, is the movie title: "The Flux Addiction Therapy." The title is styled in a fun, Pixar-esque font that complements the overall aesthetic of the poster. Below, a tagline could read something like, "Sometimes, the first step is just talking it out." The poster captures a blend of humor, empathy, and the universal experience of seeking help when it's needed most.
    realistic, statue getting eaten by a rust in the ancient city, surrounded by tentacles, very atmospheric, small walkway to a statue, something lurks in the shadows, retro style, glowing veins on a statue, around there is a lot of blue glowing crystals, mana pool, and rotten trees, extremely detailed
    rootform, The image is a close-up of an unsettling humanoid figure, shrouded in dense black fog and swirling smoke. The figure is carved from dark, earthy oak roots, its texture resembling aged wood eroded by time. The setting is enveloped in an oppressive, shadowy atmosphere, where the light barely penetrates the smoke, casting faint glimmers on the figure’s weathered surface. Its skeletal, elongated body and unnaturally thin limbs seem to extend into the gloom, their gnarled ends twisting like grasping tendrils. The head, disproportionately large and disturbingly featureless, features an open hollow cavity where a face should be, exuding an air of menace. Thin, elongated fingers stretch outward, as if clawing through the fog, giving the impression that the figure is searching or reaching out for something unseen.
    In a surreal and otherworldly realm, the scenery is dominated by vast expanses of floating land, each piece suspended in the air like majestic islands adrift in the sky. These islands, though separated by great distances, are connected by enormous chains, their massive links stretching across the void, shrouded in a mysterious mist. The chains glint faintly through the clouds, which swirl and drift lazily, mingling with the ever-present fog that clings to the edges of the floating lands. The atmosphere is thick with an ethereal stillness, as if the world itself is holding its breath, waiting for something magical to unfold.
    Imagine a guy standing in a dimly lit room, holding a few chicken eggs in his hands. The quality of the photo is intentionally poor, like something taken on an old, malfunctioning camera from the early 2000s. The image is full of heavy distortion effects—think glitches, pixelation, and color fringing that warp the edges of the scene. The overall vibe should feel nostalgic and eerie, as if this photo was found buried deep in an old, corrupted hard drive, this image is indistinguishable from real photo
    a disturbing scene of a deep hole or pit in the ground, with earthy walls surrounding it. At the bottom of the hole, a mysterious figure or object is barely visible, peering up from the darkness. The figure has a grotesque face with exaggerated features, resembling a mask or a distorted humanoid face. Its eyes are hollow and dark, giving it a lifeless or eerie appearance, while the mouth appears wide and unsettling, contributing to the overall ominous feeling of the image. The area around the hole is overgrown with small plants and foliage, giving the sense that this scene is taking place in an isolated, perhaps forgotten, area. The mixture of natural surroundings with the unsettling presence of the figure at the bottom creates a sense of dread and mystery, as if something ancient or malevolent is hiding just beneath the surface. The image evokes feelings of curiosity mixed with fear, as the viewer is drawn into wondering what might be lurking in the dark depths of the hole.
    The image depicts a digital artwork of a futuristic scene. At the center, there is a large ornate clock tower with glowing blue accents and intricate designs, with glowing blue patterns and Magic symbols, suggesting advanced technology and magic. The clock face is illuminated and shows a time of 7:40. Surrounding the clock tower are tall, dark buildings with pointed Gothic architecture, adding to the scene’s mysterious atmosphere. In front of the clock tower sits a figure of man with glowing eyes. The man is wearing a hooded cloak and armor with glowing blue accents, suggesting advanced technology or power. The face is obscured by the hood, adding an air of mystery. This figure has glowing blue lines running along their arms, resonating with the energy from the clock tower. The figure’s posture is relaxed yet alert, as if they are guarding or waiting for something significant to happen at this location. The overall color palette is dark with shades of blue and black dominating the scene, punctuated by the bright glow from the clock and the figure’s arms. The artwork combines elements of science fiction and fantasy, creating an intriguing setting that invites viewers to imagine stories behind this moment captured in time.
    In this gripping close-up shot, a young woman with grey hair gazes intensely at some distant point as she navigates a virtual world that blurs the lines between reality and fantasy. Her disheveled hair is a vibrant contrast to her delicate facial features, which are half-mechanical and reconstructed, revealing intricate circuitry and vascular networks under her skin. Her eyes gleam with clear intensity, as if code from the virtual world is streaming through her pupils like the iconic green glow of The Matrix. The lighting is dim, casting an ethereal glow over her features due to the faint blue hues emanating from the circuitry beneath her skin. In the background, a cityscape of towering skyscrapers and neon lights stretches out, with the distant hum of machinery and hacking sounds creating a sense of tension and urgency. Her expression is one of focused determination, as if she's on a mission to uncover hidden secrets within this digital realm. The style is reminiscent of cyberpunk art and literature, with intricate details and textures that evoke a gritty, high-tech realism. Note the tight composition, where her face dominates the frame, drawing the viewer into her world. As you're drawn in, the overall mood shifts from fascination to suspense and intrigue, as if you're being pulled into a complex web of digital intrigue. The woman's gaze is fixed on something just out of reach, leaving the viewer wondering what secrets she'll uncover next and what lies beyond the virtual world.
    Dark Fantasy. Silent Hill. Beautiful cinematic impressionistic painting, gothic, minimalism, psychedelic Dark creepy horror, something out of this world, monster with a red and yellow hellish look, in the style of Pino Daeni, Andrew Wyeth. Ashley Wood. Jack Vettriano. Ralph Blakelock, Lucian Freud (full body shot, wide angle, centered, no cropping) - ar 9:16 - ar 1:2
    inksketch painting, Fighting Gold Deep in my rumbling blood There is something like the grains Of stardust in the sky My soul shines — a light that never will fade From under any wreckage Fly higher than the gods A force of nature, I'm phenomenal Fighting Gold
    Rick Sanchez and Groot at a Science Fair: Rick Sanchez (Rick and Morty) is furious when he’s paired with Baby Groot for a galactic science fair project. While Rick is trying to build a mind-bending, dimension-warping device, Groot is happily planting flowers in a pot and saying, “I am Groot” over and over. Rick, annoyed, zaps Groot’s plant with a random gadget, causing it to grow into a giant, sentient tree that takes over the science fair. As chaos ensues and other participants run for their lives, Rick shrugs and says, “Well, Groot, at least you contributed something… even if it’s a disaster.” Groot happily dances as the giant tree wins first prize, much to Rick’s disbelief.
    In the middle of a swirling cosmic storm, a lone starship captain stands on the deck of her battered vessel, gazing out into the chaos as streaks of violet lightning crackle across the void. Her gloved hand grips the ship’s railing as the surrounding asteroids begin to pulse with an unnatural glow, slowly transforming into crystalline monoliths that shimmer in the dark expanse. The captain’s face is illuminated by the eerie, iridescent light, her eyes reflecting the shifting energy of the storm. Behind her, the crew scrambles to secure the ship, their movements quick but controlled, knowing that something far beyond their understanding is unfolding. The scene captures the intensity of space exploration with a mystical twist, evoking the cosmic wonder of classic sci-fi like Dune, blended with the surreal elegance of artists like Simon Stalenhag.MythP0rt<lora:DnDDarkestFantasy:0.5><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.75><lora:Dever_Flux_Enhancer:0.5><lora:Aura_Flux-000010:0.6>
    Ghostlystyle,A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of Beneath the surface of a still, fog-covered lake, the faint outline of an ancient, sunken church can be seen, its spires jutting up from the water like ghostly fingers. The lake is deathly quiet, its waters unnaturally calm, with not a single ripple disturbing its glassy surface. At the water’s edge, a lone rowboat sits half-submerged in the mud, its wood rotting and covered in moss, as though it has been abandoned for centuries. Above the lake, thick tendrils of mist swirl slowly, illuminated by the pale light of a full moon that hangs low in the night sky. The church’s windows, now broken and dark, seem to glow faintly from within, casting an eerie, pale light that flickers like a dying candle. The air is thick with the smell of damp earth and decaying vegetation, and the faint sound of distant, mournful bells can be heard echoing from the depths of the water. The surface of the lake shimmers slightly, as though something stirs just beneath, but no movement can be seen. The sense of something old and forgotten lingers in the air, as though the lake itself is haunted by the spirits of those long drowned in its depths. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.)<lora:FluxGhost-000001>
    A washed-out, overexposed vision—HK-mecha space cowboy, a lone gunslinger bathed in bleached neon light, edges dissolving into flickering white burns. His single cyclopean eye glares like a dying sun, lens flaring chaotically, light-trails as if reality itself were melting under the weight of his presence. The landscape behind him is a warped fever dream—black holes barely visible through layers of optical distortion, their gravitational pull twisting the film reel itself, fracturing the scene with ghostly light leaks and chaotic chromatic aberration. But the true rupture in reality is the sword. An abomination of scale and presence, its monstrous blade eclipses all logic—an overdimensioned glitching construct of impossible mass. It flickers violently, torn between solid form and digital collapse, edges fragmenting into cascading error codes and shattered light shards. Its surface is a mirror of distorted realities, reflecting not the world around it but glimpses of something else—fractured timelines, burning data ghosts, the screaming echoes of lost dimensions. The sheer weight of its existence bends the air, warping space like a localized singularity. His body—once black and red—now flickers between searing white silhouettes and deep, inverted shadows, as if the filmstock can't decide whether he's real or an afterimage burned into the void. But the sword remains the focal point—an unspeakable anomaly, a weapon that shouldn't exist, yet does.
    Hyperrealistic old windmill standing in a fog-enshrouded field at the edge of an autumn forest, its blades slowly turning with a creaking sound that echoes through the still air. The windmill’s wooden structure is worn and decayed, with patches of moss and fungi clinging to its sides. The walls of the windmill bear faint imprints of ghostly faces, their expressions of despair and longing subtly emerging from the grain of the wood. The windmill’s windows are dark, but hints of movement inside suggest something unnatural resides within. The surrounding field is dotted with tall, withered grass, and the trees beyond are leafless, their twisted branches reaching towards the sky like skeletal hands. The fog is thick, diffusing the pale, cold light of the early morning, adding to the sense of isolation and unease.
    ((((Bold text saying (something went wrong!))))) Bold text, text in the nuclear bomb, Apocalyptic city, cyber city, nuclear bomb in the background, girl walking facing away, girl dragging a teddy bear on the pavement
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of In the heart of a bustling city, a woman with dark, weathered skin and kind eyes stands on a street corner, offering flowers from a small, handwoven basket. Her clothes are simple, and her face is lined with years of experience, yet her smile is warm and inviting as she extends a delicate blossom to each passerby. The street is alive with the hum of traffic, the clatter of footsteps, and the distant sounds of conversations in countless languages, but there is something timeless in her gesture, a moment of grace in the midst of the city's frantic pace. Around her, towering buildings of steel and glass rise into the sky, their reflective surfaces shimmering in the late afternoon sun, but the small, vibrant flowers in her basket seem to capture more attention than the glittering skyline. The people who pause to accept her gift are from all walks of life—businesspeople in sharp suits, tourists with cameras slung around their necks, and street artists with paint-splattered clothes. Each one walks away with a little more color in their day. Despite the anonymity of the city, her simple act of giving creates brief, human connections in a world often too busy to notice. The scene is a quiet celebration of the small acts of kindness that remind us of our shared humanity, even in the most modern of urban jungles.(photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    Create a chilling scene featuring a black cat perched on a weathered gravestone in a fog-shrouded graveyard,on the grave should appear the words "trick or treat in gothic font" reminiscent of classic Halloween horror films. The moon casts an eerie glow, illuminating the cat’s gleaming eyes, which seem to watch over the scene with an air of mystery and foreboding. on the ground a little mouse is running with a jack o lantern head mask The gravestone is adorned with moss and spiderwebs, and in the background, twisted trees loom like silent sentinels. Shadows dance around the graveyard, hinting at unseen creatures lurking just out of sight. A faint whisper of wind rustles the fallen leaves, adding to the suspense. Incorporate subtle nods to iconic horror elements—perhaps a silhouette of a ghostly figure in the distance, or the faint outline of a haunted house peeking through the fog. The cat's posture is alert and poised, as if it senses something sinister approaching. This scene captures the essence of classic horror while showcasing the cat as a mystical guardian, embodying both elegance and an underlying tension, perfect for a Halloween-themed artwork.
    Bold text saying (((something went wrong!))) Bold text, Apocalyptic city, cyber city, nuclear bomb in the background, girl walking facing away, girl dragging a teddy bear on the pavement
    In the glow of neon lights, a white cat stalks through the shadows, its (eyes narrowed) with fierce intent. The (vivid colors) of the background cast sharp contrasts across its fur, illuminating the cat's (focused expression) as it moves with (silent precision). The (neon reds and blues) dance around it, creating an almost surreal, cyberpunk atmosphere, where the cat appears as both a creature of this world and something more otherworldly. The intense glow highlights its (whiskers and sharp features)
    Bold text saying (((something went wrong!))) Apocalyptic city, cyber city, nuclear bomb in the background, girl walking facing away, girl dragging a teddy bear on the pavement
    The cavern is dimly lit by strange, pulsating crystals embedded in the smooth, metallic walls, their light casting flickering shadows that seem to shift unnaturally. A faint, rhythmic vibration hums through the air, as though something colossal—something not of this world—slumbers deep within. At the center, an iridescent stream of liquid metal winds its way across the floor, glowing with an eerie, otherworldly energy. The air is charged with a strange, alien presence, and the entire chamber feels like a forgotten remnant of a distant civilization, guarding secrets far beyond human understanding.
    The wild is fading, its last guardians standing against the encroaching tide of steel and smoke. A lion and a tigress remain, their presence both powerful and vulnerable in a world that no longer belongs to them. The lion, a sovereign of the untamed, carries the weight of his lineage in every movement. His golden mane, thick and radiant, catches the dying light, its strands rippling with a defiant glow. His amber eyes burn with something ancient—an unshaken spirit that refuses to bow, even as the thunderous roar of an approaching machine splits the air. The tigress, sleek and battle-worn, watches with sharp intensity. Her striped coat, once a perfect camouflage, now stands stark against the decaying remains of nature. Muscles coiled, ears attuned to the mechanical heartbeat of the world beyond, she senses what the lion already knows—there are fewer places left to run. Above, the rhythmic pulse of a helicopter shatters the silence, its relentless blades slicing through the poisoned sky. A spotlight glares through the thick haze, an unfeeling gaze scanning the last remnants of the wild. It does not see them as kings, as hunters, as legends. It sees only subjects to be recorded, data to be stored, an anomaly in a world now ruled by progress. Beyond, the land bears the scars of invasion. The river, once a pure and glistening artery of life, is now tainted with the sheen of industry. Its slow-moving waters carry the weight of chemical decay, reflecting not the stars, but the artificial glow of distant floodlights. The air, once filled with the whispers of trees and the scent of rain, now carries the acrid taste of smoke and iron. The jungle, shrinking with every passing day, stands in silent protest against a future it cannot stop. Yet the lion and the tigress remain. They do not flee. They do not yield. They are the last echoes of something greater—warriors of a kingdom erased by hands that will never understand what they have taken. And for this moment, they still exist. Not conquered. Not forgotten. Not yet. cinna flow, Simon Stalenhag Style
    Gargoyle perched on the broken parapet of an ancient fortress, its stone body covered in cracks and moss, eyes glowing with an eerie red light as it watches over the desolate landscape below, the wind howling through the ruins, the distant sound of a tolling bell echoes through the valley, signaling the approach of something dark and terrible., in the style of live action dark fantasy, retro, 80s Panavision look and feel, high contrast, lens flares, film grain, retro aesthetic, soft focus, deep shadows, vibrant saturation, authentic 1980s vibe, nostalgic, dreamcore , autumn dreamcore, samhain,
    Horror movie photo poster dark and creepy, inferno ( 8k uhd, by Alessio Albi, dusty particles depth of field, a close up of a person wearing a necklace, escort fashion, pole dancer fashion, dark red light rays, shot on anamorphic lenses, photo of a model, 2007 blog, looks a bit similar to amy adams, kristanna loken, tom burke, translucent skin, circa 1970, feminine beautiful face, Dusty appearance, detailed, intricate, evening ambience), slippery, David Palumbo, Adam Martinakis, style Thomas Alen Koper, diffused light, chiaroscuro, HDR 8k, UHD, high quality, film grain, Fujifilm XT3 F/11 and ISO 100 shutter speed approximately 1/30 (deep focus), cinematic, volumetric lighting, 8K, perfect eyes, perfect pupils, expressive eyes, Albrecht Durer's hands, smoke, particle effects, fog, haze, fire, explosions, garbage, broken glass effect, no background, amazing, then, something that doesn't even exist, mythical creature, energy, molecular, textures, iridescent and luminescent colors, breathtaking beauty, pure perfection, divine presence, unforgettable, impressive, breathtaking beauty, volumetric light, auras, rays, reflection of vibrant colors
    "A small, endearing hybrid creature that blends the features of a baby salamander and a kitten. The creature has the sleek, smooth body and delicate limbs of a baby salamander, with a glossy, slightly wet texture to its skin. Its face is more kitten-like, with soft fur around its cheeks and large, round eyes that glisten with a gentle, curious expression. The creature’s tiny, whisker-like tendrils sprout from its snout, adding to its cuteness. It has a long, slender tail that curls slightly at the end, reminiscent of both a kitten’s playful flick and a salamander’s graceful movements. The creature is posed in a curious, exploring stance, with one tiny paw lifted and its head tilted slightly, as if it’s discovering something new. The background is a softly lit forest floor, with dappled sunlight filtering through leaves, creating a magical and serene atmosphere."
    Realistic Anime Style, Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day, You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way, Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town, Waiting for someone or something to show you the way, Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain, And you are young and life is long, and there is time to kill today, And then one day you find ten years have got behind you, No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun, And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking, Racing around to come up behind you again, Sun is the same, in a relative way, but you're older, Shorter of breath and one day closer to death <lora:purple-cyberpunk-realm-000016:0.80> <lora:yms-000024:0.35> <lora:Defluxion v1:0.50> <lora:Anime realistic V2:0.65>
    A realistic photograph of a Purrloin, a lesser-known Pokémon species, captured in its natural habitat by a wildlife photographer for an animal report. The camera is positioned at eye-level, approximately 2-3 feet off the ground, to create a sense of intimacy and connection with the subject. The image showcases Purrloin's sleek, grey-brown fur blending seamlessly into the surrounding foliage. The background features a lush, tropical environment with thick vines and leafy plants, hinting at the species' adaptability to urban or rural areas. Purrloin is centered in the frame, its eyes fixed intently on something off-camera, giving the impression it's aware of the photographer's presence. Lighting is soft and natural, with a warm glow emanating from the surrounding vegetation. The overall tone is muted, emphasizing the animal's camouflaged appearance and subtle movements.
    In a dimly lit, eerie room with walls adorned by twisted, gnarled vines, a bouquet of sunflowers sits atop a decrepit wooden table. The sunflowers' once-vibrant petals now wilted and decayed, their stems contorted in macabre poses. But what's most unsettling is the eyes - two glowing orbs that seem to pierce through the shadows, as if watching with an otherworldly intelligence. The teeth, sharp as razor-sharp thorns, appear to be constantly gnawing, as if hungry for something. The overall atmosphere is one of foreboding dread, where even the sun's warmth seems tainted by malevolent presence.
    The Shifting Graveyard A vast, desolate desert is interrupted by the sight of an ancient graveyard, its tombstones half-buried in the ever-shifting sands. The air is thick with an eerie fog that clings to the ground, obscuring the view and giving the entire scene a dreamlike, otherworldly feel. The tombstones are worn and weathered, their inscriptions almost illegible, but the faint glow of ghostly lights can be seen flickering between the cracks. Some tombs are open, revealing dark, hollow pits filled with sand that seems to shift and move, as if something beneath the earth is stirring. The winds carry faint whispers, the voices of those long departed, their restless spirits trapped in this forgotten place. ral-sand ral-ertmsphr aidmaMJ6.1
    A run-down tavern at the edge of a vast, ancient forest, where worn tables and flickering candles provide the only light in the smoke-filled room. A heavy-set barkeep cleans a chipped mug while watching a cloaked figure at a corner table. The figure studies a faded map, its edges stained and torn. Outside, rain beats against the shutters, and the sound of distant, echoing howls filters through the walls. The figure looks up, revealing the glint of a medallion beneath their cloak, and the barkeep stiffens, as if suddenly aware of something lurking in the shadows beyond the door.<lora:MysticFantasy>
    a hyper-realistic, professional-quality photograph of a Create a mysterious and atmospheric scene featuring a humanoid figure with an unsettling octopus-like face. The figure has smooth, pale skin with no visible eyes, giving an eerie, sightless appearance. Small, slender tentacles extend from where the mouth should be, moving subtly as if sensing the surroundings. The figure is dressed in a sharp, dark suit that contrasts with the unnatural texture of its face, adding a touch of surreal elegance. The background is a dimly lit, foggy alley or a shadowy corridor, with soft, diffused lighting that casts long shadows and obscures details, heightening the sense of mystery. The scene should evoke a feeling of unease and intrigue, as the figure stands silently in the shadows, blending seamlessly with its dark, enigmatic environment. The overall atmosphere is one of quiet tension, as if something otherworldly is lurking just beyond the visible., lifelike quality,midjourneyv6.1
    A masterpiece of wane style created by the collaboration of H.R. Giger and Friedrich Stuhl. In this photo, the concept of "wane" is depicted through a striking and ethereal scene. The foreground showcases a crescent moon that appears almost like a thin sliver in the night sky, emphasizing its waning phase. Surrounding the moon are wispy clouds that seem to emanate from it, as if the moon is exhaling a gentle, glowing mist.In the background, a vast expanse of darkened clouds rolls over a tranquil sea, with only a few stars twinkling intermittently. The water reflects the diminishing light of the waning moon, creating ripples and waves that shimmer faintly under the remaining lunar glow. A lone, ancient lighthouse stands on a rocky promontory, its beacon still flickering, casting long shadows over the tranquil waters.The overall atmosphere is one of quiet beauty and a sense of something fading away, encapsulating the essence of "wane" in both its literal astronomical meaning and a broader metaphorical sense. HD 32K, hyperdetailed, best quality.
    in the style of ck-mgs,, in the style of cksc,, A young nun with shoulder-length brown hair steps into the dark alley, her habit flowing behind her as she walks with purpose. In one hand, she holds a worn Bible, while the other hand grips the hilt of a gleaming dagger, its blade etched with Latin inscriptions. The dim streetlights reflect off her determined eyes as she advances deeper into the shadows, where whispers of something unholy can be heard.<lora:ck-shadow-circuit-000021.safetensors:1.0:1.0> <lora:ck-MetalGearSolid-000019.safetensors:0.3:0.3> <lora:n0ds_10.safetensors:0.45:0.45>
    the power of art is unleashed, the Phantom Steed's face glows bright against an unknown darkness. Flavared colors of vibrant hues, intricate details, rich color saturated in shimmer and movement fill a canvas like jewels and symbols. Splatters form as the artist mixes with colorful illustrations, their surfaces contorting into swirl and twist of each other with ominous concentration that draws people's eye towards something extraordinary,
    The image centers on a striking young woman with tan skin and deep red eyes, her expression intense and focused. She has short, choppy purple hair that frames her face, giving her a bold, edgy look. She’s dressed in a sleek black turtleneck, with a silver cross prominently displayed on the fabric, adding a touch of mystery to her appearance. In the foreground, two large, glowing buttons hover in the air before her, each radiating its distinct aura. The "Light" option on the left side is bathed in a soft, golden glow. The word "BUZZ" is displayed in a clean, elegant font, shining brightly as if inviting a choice toward something positive or hopeful. The light from this option casts a warm, gentle glow on the girl’s face, highlighting her features with a soft, almost angelic light. On the right side, the "Dark" option is enveloped in a deep, shadowy hue, almost pulsating with a dark energy. The word "FLUX" is written in a bold, sharp font, with each letter appearing to crackle with a subtle, ominous force. The darkness from this option contrasts starkly with the light, casting shadows across the girl’s face, giving her an air of danger or conflict. She stands at the crossroads of these two choices, her red eyes reflecting both the light and dark options, suggesting a moment of decision.
    hyperrealistic art A mesmerizing portrait capturing the essence of timeless beauty ---- She was so lovely that not only was there no trace of coquetry in her, but, on the contrary, she seemed ashamed of her undeniable and too-striking beauty. She appeared to wish to diminish its effect, but was utterly unable to do so. There was in her attire, in her attitude, in the smoothness of her movements, in the softness and suppleness, in the abundance of her black hair, in the brilliance of her eyes, in her smile, and in her slender, finely shaped hands, something that seemed to pass beyond the ordinary limits of beauty, imperial Russia in the year 1877 <lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.6> mythp0rt <lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:0.3> DB4RZ, glow effects, godrays, Hand drawn, render, 8k, octane render, cinema 4d, blender, dark, atmospheric 4k ultra detailed, cinematic, Sharp focus, big depth of field, Masterpiece, colors, 3d octane render, 4k, concept art, trending on artstation, hyperrealistic, Vivid colors, extremely detailed CG unity 8k wallpaper, trending on CGSociety, Intricate, High Detail, dramatic <lora:anime_martzv2:0.7> .intricate, detailed . magnificent, celestial, ethereal, painterly, epic, majestic, magical, fantasy art, cover art, dreamy
    (masterpiece, best quality), Dark art in chdmchlwrd style, A mysterious healer with pale, moss-covered skin and vines woven into her long, twisted hair. Her dress is made of plant fibers, and a veil of dried flowers and herbs masks her face. She carries a bundle of strange, glowing roots and a gnarled staff that pulses with life. Despite her beauty, there’s an unsettling aura around her as she murmurs forgotten words, and the plants around her twist unnaturally, thriving on something sinister. , detailxl
    In this breathtaking masterpiece of cyberpunk style, the collaboration between Frank Frazetta and Jean Giraud comes alive through a dynamic and visually striking image. The scene is set in a neon-lit alleyway of a futuristic cityscape, where towering skyscrapers are adorned with digital billboards and holographic advertisements.At the center of this chaotic yet beautiful tableau stands a lone figure—a mysterious and enigmatic woman dressed in a flowing black coat that seems to almost blend into the shadows. She is poised in an avant-garde pose, one leg bent at an impossible angle as she leans backward, defying gravity with grace and elegance. Her arms are outstretched as if preparing to launch herself into the air or catch something unseen.The woman's eyes, painted in a vivid shade of electric blue, gaze directly towards the viewer with a sense of both curiosity and danger. Her face is partially obscured by a sleek, helmet-like mask that channels elements from both Frazetta’s fantasy and Giraud’s cyberpunk aesthetics. The mask features sharp angular edges and intricate circuitry designs that suggest an advanced technological interface merging seamlessly with her organic features.The shooting angle for this photo captures the figure from below, providing a unique vantage point where she appears almost like a floating entity against the bustling urban background. This perspective emphasizes her otherworldly presence and adds to the overall sense of intrigue and mystery surrounding the scene. The alleyway itself is filled with dynamic lines created by the intersecting beams of neon lights, creating a web-like pattern that enhances the futuristic ambiance.In the background, a massive holographic advertisement flickers in the distance, casting an ethereal glow over the scene and adding to the surreal atmosphere. The entire composition is framed within the confines of a narrow alleyway, drawing attention to the central figure and her extraordinary pose while hinting at a larger, more complex narrative beyond the frame.This captivating image merges the raw emotion and dynamic poses characteristic of Frazetta with the intricate details and cyberpunk aesthetics typical of Giraud, resulting in a visually stunning and deeply evocative piece that transcends the boundaries of both art forms. HD32K, hyperdetailed, best quality, aidmaMJ6.1.
    West of Arkham the hills rise wild and there are valleys with deep woods that no ax has ever cut. There are dark, narrow glens where the trees slope fantastically where thin brooklets trickle without ever having caught the glimpse of sunlight. When I went into the hills and vales to survey for the new reservoir, they told me the place was evil. They told me this in Arkham, and because that is a very old town, full of witch legends, I thought the evil must be something which grandmas had whispered to children through centuries. Then I saw the dark westward tangle of glens and slopes for myself and ceased to wonder at anything besides its own elder mystery. In the style of cksc, dreadmirthart, anime, cyberpunk, DB4RZ style painting, DB4RZ,
    Extreme photorealistic depiction of a Serene young elven princess under soft sunlight, A graceful, fantasy character with intricate attire,intricate elven tiara, beautiful elven pointy ears, and very smooth skin standing peacefully in a sun-dappled forest, filled with beautiful plant,Standing with her hands gently clasped behind her back.A soft, appreciative gaze, looking at something off-camera.
    An ethereal, glowing, ghostly, otherworldly presence of a woman like creature, with glowing silver strands of metallic hair, softly glowing in a dimly lit room. She has no skin, she is made up of ethereal tendrils of smoke, glowing plasma, light and mist that undulating and shifts, as if she exists between worlds, with soft, shimmering edges blending into the shadows. Her eyes are deep and luminous orbs, filled with warmth and mystery, as she gazes directly at you, her lips curved in something resembling a gentle, knowing smile. She is wrapped in a glowing, linen shroud. The room is bathed in a soft, mystical glow, with faint, swirling patterns of ethereal light surrounding her, adding to her supernatural allure. Floating through space. There is also a small woman in the room, with dark hair and dressed in a flowing red robe, looking up at the larger than life ethereal creature and basking in her glow.
    A serene, mystical forest bathed in a soft, golden light, where tall, ancient trees stretch toward the sky, their dense foliage allowing just enough sunlight to filter through in delicate beams. At the center of the scene, partially concealed by overgrown vines and moss, stands an ancient stone temple, its weathered walls covered in intricate carvings. The structure exudes a sense of forgotten history and mystery, with stone steps leading up to an arched entrance that is bathed in a warm glow. The forest floor is lush with ferns and wildflowers, and the air feels thick with magic and tranquility. The atmosphere is peaceful, yet there is an underlying sense of something sacred and timeless. A light mist clings to the ground, adding an ethereal quality to the scene, as if the forest itself is alive with ancient secrets waiting to be uncovered.
    Hearing materialized voices, disembodied and sharp, as if they pierce through the fabric of thought, each one a ghostly whisper weaving through the corridors of the mind. The illusions swarm, relentless in their intrusion, distorting perception, filling the mind with visions and sounds that blur the line between the real and the imagined. The struggle to separate reality from dream is a never-ending battle, like a storm that rages within the skull, thunderous and deafening, drowning every moment in confusion and dread. Pain claws at the soul, an unbearable weight, a twisting knot that seems to tighten with every heartbeat, leaving nothing but the gnawing ache of helplessness. Each attempt to find refuge is met with the jagged edges of delusion, and the peace once sought feels as distant as a star lost in an endless void. Clarity slips like sand through trembling fingers, and the mind, so desperately craving calm, drowns in the chaotic cacophony. Hope, once a flicker, now slips away like water through the cracks of a crumbling dam, vanishing into the abyss of a life trapped in endless spirals. The world itself twists and reshapes, a labyrinth with no exit, where every turn leads deeper into the unknown. A sense of unreality coats every moment, as though the mind itself is unraveling, spiraling further from itself, desperately reaching for something solid, only to grasp air. In this ceaseless struggle, nothing remains constant, and the very fabric of existence seems to bend and break with each passing thought.
    I feel the soft curve of the socket cradling me, my delicate structure encased in warm tissue and veined pathways, pulsing with life. I see the endless interplay of light bending and refracting, a dance within the lens that filters the outside world into something my host can comprehend. Inside, my muscles twitch and shift, fine-tuned to follow his commands—his moments of curiosity, his tired glances, his distant stares. The world I project is inverted, light striking my retina in bursts, transformed into electric signals that surge deeper into the brain. Yet here, in this inward view, I am a quiet observer, aware of the infinite complexity within this small, rounded organ. I see myself not as just a part of him, but as a bridge between his soul and the world. And in that thought, I wonder if I am merely a tool—or if I, too, am alive in my own quiet way.
    The image is a highly detailed, digital artwork featuring a female ninja in an intense, stylized close-up. The subject is a sleek, athletic woman with a pale complexion, her eyes wide in shock as she stares at something off-screen. She wears a tight, black ninja outfit, her face partially covered by a dark mask, leaving only her expressive eyes and brows visible. Her headband, adorned with subtle silver patterns, has its straps blowing in the wind, adding a sense of motion to the scene. Strands of her dark hair escape from under the headband, framing her face. The fabric of her attire clings to her figure, highlighting her agility and strength. In the foreground, she grips a short blade with both hands, but her stance suggests hesitation or disbelief. Behind her, a dim, shadowy background hints at an ancient dojo, with faded, cracked walls and faintly visible kanji characters illuminated by a soft red glow. The overall color palette is dominated by deep blacks, muted grays, and subtle red accents, giving the scene a mysterious and dramatic atmosphere.
    A captivating scene unfolds with a lovely girl in an elegant Hanfu, embodying Chinese doll-like innocence, reading by the edge of a vast, mirror-like lake. The surrounding world is serene, bathed in the golden light of a setting sun, with lush forests, towering mountains, and cascading waterfalls. Below the lake’s surface, however, lies a surreal inverted world of crimson and deep black. A blood-red moon casts an eerie glow over twisted trees with roots spiraling upward, while crimson rivers flow through this ominous underworld. The water’s surface shimmers with prismatic ripples, acting as a fragile veil between the tranquil world above and the fiery chaos below. In this contrast of serenity and danger, the girl’s graceful elegance contrasts with the unsettling reflection of the inverted landscape. Cinematic lighting sharpens the details—her flowing Hanfu, her poised figure, and the shimmering ripples dividing the two worlds. In the center of the lake, a small boat drifts with a cloaked figure, face obscured, gazing into the lake as if searching for something in the twisted reflection below. This scene is a stunning collision of two dimensions, blending delicate beauty with mysterious chaos, where nature’s duality is brought to life in breathtaking harmony.
    Hand Up stance, Fight stance, Action Pose—an intense, photorealistic cinematic shot. Extreme close-up of an edgy mech-girl in a desolate, dust-filled dystopia. She stands before a cracked, grime-covered window, faded golden-gray light piercing through, illuminating drifting ash and debris. One side of her face is peeling away, revealing the intricate mechanical framework beneath—delicate servos and polished metal glinting under the dim glow. Translucent sss Visor, Her deep brown eyes, distant yet intense, reflect the weight of survival. Dark strands slip from her loosely tied bun, brushing against the high-collared, battle-worn mech suit clinging to her frame. Its scarred plating, worn black-grey-white with deep rust, tells a story of struggle. The air is thick with decay, yet something in her presence remains undeniably human. Cinematic lighting etches every detail in sharp relief, hyperrealistic textures captured with macro precision, DSLR clarity at 64MP resolution.
    Breathtaking photograph of a portly middle-aged man with a bald head and a long, flowing beard, wearing glasses. He is seated in front of an impressive gaming computer setup, complete with multiple monitors, a mechanical keyboard, and various gaming accessories. The room around him is dimly lit, with the glow from the screens casting a soft light on his face. In his lap rests an acoustic guitar, his hands gently holding it as if he had been playing moments before. His gaze is fixed on the computer screen, his eyes wide behind his glasses. His mouth is open in an expression of confusion and disbelief, as if something astonishing or perplexing has just appeared on the screen. His posture is slightly hunched forward, leaning in closer to the screen, trying to comprehend what he is seeing. The background shows a cluttered but cozy space with shelves filled with gaming paraphernalia, books, and other personal items, adding character to the scene. The atmosphere is one of unexpected shock, capturing a moment of genuine surprise and bewilderment.
    A vast, desolate desert stretches endlessly, where the golden sands shimmer with an almost unnatural glow under a haunting, clouded sky. The landscape is shaped by the relentless winds, which whip up shifting dunes that form and collapse in a mesmerizing yet unsettling rhythm. The sand feels alive, as though it holds secrets buried deep within, pulsating with subtle patterns that seem to trace forgotten paths. A spectral fog clings to the sand, swirling in an eerie dance, while ethereal, vaporous tendrils of mist rise from the ground, curling and dissipating in mid-air. The atmosphere is thick with a supernatural presence, the silence broken only by the soft, mournful sound of wind shifting over the vast expanse. In the center of this arid wasteland stands an ancient ruin, half-buried in sand. Weathered, cracked stone columns jut from the earth like skeletal remains of a forgotten civilization, their surfaces etched with strange symbols and runes that faintly glow, casting ghostly light through the fog. The remnants of once-grand structures are twisted and crumbled, lost to time and the harsh elements, yet they seem to carry an unspoken weight, a dark memory of some long-forgotten ritual or battle. Where the sand has worn away, jagged, metallic fragments, half-rusted and glinting in the dim light, are exposed—suggesting that this was once a place of both ancient magic and advanced technology. At the heart of this eerie, sunless wasteland, a lone figure draped in dark, tattered robes stands still, watching the horizon with vacant, ghostly eyes. The figure’s form is ethereal, almost translucent, blending with the sand yet standing distinct amidst the decay. There is something haunting about her presence; the hollow expression on her face tells of countless ages spent wandering this forsaken world, a prisoner to its secrets. Her long, flowing hair, now tangled and entwined with sand and wind, seems almost to move with a life of its own, caught between the physical world and some intangible realm beyond. Her robes, tattered and torn, are interwoven with strange, glowing threads, like the last remnants of a forgotten power. As the fog swirls around her, the sands seem to shift, and the very ground beneath her feet groans with a low, mournful sound, as if the desert itself is alive. Above, the sky is a dull, sickly color, its vast emptiness stretching without end. The air is thick, oppressive, with no sign of a rising sun, only the faintest glow from an unseen moon casting distorted shadows across the sand. The atmosphere is laden with the scent of decay and dust, every inch of the landscape feeling untouched, frozen in time by an unseen force. Strange, dark shapes move faintly in the distance, barely visible through the swirling fog—silent and haunting, their movements just outside the realm of the known, as if watching, waiting for something. The desert is alive with an uncanny, unsettling energy. The ground pulses faintly, the rhythm of the sands and mist creating a strange, hypnotic melody. The eeriness of the atmosphere heightens as time feels stretched and fragmented, like an endless loop that spirals into the void. This is a place forgotten by all but the wind, where time and memory are fractured and lost, and where the boundary between life and death, reality and the supernatural, is thin and fragile. Captured in a hyper-realistic style, the scene exudes the cold, haunting beauty of an untouched, forgotten world, with intricate textures of sand, stone, and mist. Every detail—from the glowing symbols on the ruined columns to the eerie, distorted shadows cast by the figure—is designed to evoke a deep sense of mystery and unease. The scene’s mood is amplified by the use of the Sand and Eerie atmosphere Loras, with every element infused with a chilling, otherworldly presence that feels both dreamlike and unnervingly real. ral-sand, ral-ertmsphr, aidmaMJ6.1
    An upper body image of a beautiful lady with curly orange hair, aqua eyes, and bold eyeliner. She has thick eyebrows and long eyelashes, and her lips are shiny and full. She wears a necklace jewelry, and a helix piercing. The extreme realism focuses on her detailed skin, showing fine textures and natural highlights. The background is A complex web of intersecting lines in different colors and thicknesses.Dots arranged in a grid or random patterns, with varying sizes and densities. Subtle skin pores and natural texture on the face and neck, Realistic light reflections on the surface of the eyes, Slightly raised veins visible under the skin on the neck, Subtle veins visible on the eyelids under certain lighting, Realistic reflection of light on the glossy lips, following their curvature, Soft reflections on the necklace, enhancing its metallic look Leaning forward, her hands on her knees, peering down at something interesting on the ground
    Mitsuha Miyamizu is shown standing in what appears to be a train or other public transport, her expression one of surprise or realization. Her black hair is styled in a traditional braid, adorned with red cords, and a few loose strands frame her face. She is wearing her school uniform, consisting of a white blouse and a red bow tie, with a light-colored cardigan draped over her shoulders. Mitsuha holds onto the strap of her backpack with one hand, her wide eyes and slightly parted lips suggesting that she has just noticed or remembered something important. The background is blurred, with other passengers visible, and the soft lighting adds a sense of calm to the scene despite her startled expression.
    (A cute, round, and soft-bodied creature) with the form of a fish but a chubby, human face rests adorably on the forest floor. Its skin glistens with a gentle, dewy sheen, and its large, wide eyes give it an innocent and endearing expression. [The background is a soft blur of lush green foliage], adding to the gentle, nurturing atmosphere. The scene is whimsical and heartwarming, capturing the essence of something both fantastical and irresistibly huggable.
    A skeletal investigator, his bones gilded with silver filigree, walks through a city where the buildings lean too close, whispering secrets in languages long forgotten. His crimson overcoat flows behind him, untouched by the thick, soupy fog that coils through the cobbled streets like living tendrils. Gas lamps flicker, struggling against the oppressive gloom, casting elongated, trembling shadows. A victim lies sprawled in an alley, her eyes removed, yet a faint glow lingers where they should be. The investigator kneels, pressing his phalangeal fingertips to the damp stone, feeling the echo of something—**not quite a soul, but something close—**still lingering in the air. Footsteps sound behind him, slow and deliberate, though no one is there when he turns. Above, in a window where no light should be, a single figure watches, its face shifting like melted wax. The city is alive, and it does not like being investigated. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , ,in the style of cksc,anime, cyberpunk, DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting <lora:CPA:0.5><lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ:0.3><lora:Luminous_Shadowscape-000016:0.3><lora:ck-shadow-circuit-000021:0.35>
    A haunting image of a sinister, spectral wizard whose features are slowly being overtaken by fiery, molten patterns of glowing orange and red energy. His face, caught between life and death, reveals a scorched, skull-like visage partially visible through the flames. Intricate networks of burning lines pulse through his charred flesh, gradually distorting his form into something otherworldly and abstract, hinting at a transformation rooted in elemental power. The scene is set against a barren, volcanic wasteland at dusk, with searing winds whipping through his tattered, ash-covered robes. Above, the sky is lit by a glowing, ominous haze, blending photorealistic detail with elements of digital abstraction. The atmosphere is intense and foreboding, steeped in the primal force of ancient earth and fire.
    [raw photo][double exposure][extremely graceful and sophisticated elf girl, magical grains of sand and wind in her hair][intricate connection of hair and a girl's dress with wildflowers][rain of petals, magic, fabulously, delicate contrast, chiaroscuro, aesthetics of the female body][high detail, high-octane rendering, pixar, digital-art][centered, uncut]. Beautiful woman. Brooke Shaden, photography, ethereal subject in soft, natural light by the lake, surreal, intricate, mysterious background. dreamy, painterly landscape, muted color palette, Dress made of tiny flower petals. photography, soft, natural light, surreal dreamy, painterly landscape, muted color palette, sharp focus, 64 megapixels, perfect composition, high contrast, ultra-realistic Inspired by Oleg Oprisco and Brooke Shaden, Broken Glass effect, no background, stunning, something that even doesn't exist, mythical being, energy, molecular, textures, iridescent and luminescent scales, breathtaking beauty, pure perfection, divine presence, unforgettable, impressive, breathtaking beauty, Volumetric light, auras, rays, vivid colors reflects
    leafblower face, photo of Female with a leafblower face and its mouth opened, it's so windy, showing teeth. The scene is very windy as shown by the womans deformed face She is wearing a futurisitc mecha armor, hkmecha The image is subtitled where the focus is on the text, at the bottom of the image, text is yellow and in big bold font reads: DO I HAVE SOMETHING BETWEEN MY TEETH?!
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of In the heart of an ancient temple, a colossal stone golem with moss-covered limbs stands motionless, his glowing amber eyes staring at the young, ethereal figure before him. The temple is bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, which filters through the cracked, vine-covered walls, casting long shadows that stretch across the floor. The figure, a delicate woman with translucent wings and glowing white skin, hovers just inches above the ground, her light radiating like a beacon in the otherwise shadowy chamber. The air is thick with the scent of ancient incense and the low hum of forgotten chants that seem to resonate from the stone itself. The golem's massive hand is outstretched, his fingers made of rough, ancient rock, yet they hover delicately near the woman as if afraid to touch something so fragile. Her eyes, a soft, radiant gold, meet his gaze, and in that moment, the silence between them is filled with a deep, unspoken understanding. Surrounding them, golden dust particles hang suspended in the air, catching the last rays of sunlight and creating a shimmering, magical aura. The scene is a moment frozen in time, where ancient power and ethereal grace meet in quiet harmony. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.), detailmaximizer, MythP0rt<lora:midjourney_whisper_flux_lora_v01:0.55><lora:aidmaMJ6.1-FLUX-V0.1:0.4><lora:FluxMythP0rtr4itStyle:0.4><lora:detailed_flux_ntc:2.2><lora:aidmaImageUpgrader-FLUX-V0.1:0.65>
    Robot girl, porcelain face and head, no hair, detailed realistic close-up, dirt, dust, Canon 5d cinematic shot, ultra skin, porcelain face and head, exquisite clothes, precise hands, detailed macro, footage, cool look, action, large turquoise eyes, perfect eyes, best quality, extremely sharp focus on the face, minimalism. thinness of analog film, post-apocalyptic, cinematic, realistic, trendy art station. Focus Studio Photo details Very Rutkow Complex Busy Raw 4k 8k Isometric Digital smog 3d rendering, porcelain face and head. Volume Octane Science Fiction Artistic Masterpiece Sinister Matte Painting Movie Poster, golden ratio, cgsociety, Ultra HD, realism, vivid colors, high detail, UHD drawing, pen and ink, perfect composition, beautiful detailed intricate insanely detailed octane rendering, trending on artstation, 8k art photography, photorealistic concept art, soft natural surround cinematic perfect light, Broken Glass effect, no background, stunning, something that even doesn't ex
    ((((Bold text saying (something went wrong!))))) Bold text, text in the nuclear bomb, Apocalyptic city, cyber city, nuclear bomb in the background, girl walking facing away, girl dragging a teddy bear on the pavement
    photorealistic, UHD, shot on a Sony A7III, realistic, hyper-realistic photography, soft lighting, heavy shadow. subsurface scattering, ray-tracing, volumetric lighting Entire image in the color scheme of (ombre:1.5): neon pink, neon orange, neon purple, neon blue, white and black mildly foggy enviroment. A female walking through a forest made of (shiny:1.05) (reflective:1.15) (chrome:1.35) (metal_trees:1.6), the path she walks on are (made of glowing bricks,:1.15) small translucent holographic mushrooms on the ground dot the landscape. In the very far distance at the end of the path a gloomy flow like something burning awaits her discovery. Her (neon and white colored:1.05) (full length:1.4) (lace dress:1.15) is a made from an array of (wires:1.25), (fiber optic glass filaments:1.15) and cords and that glow with neon bright lights. She wears (mary jane shoes:1.05) and (short white socks:1.05). aesthetics feel like Alice in Wonderland meet Wizard of Oz
    In a world where the sky is forever shrouded in storm clouds, an investigator with silver-threaded hair and deep, ink-black eyes stands at the edge of a bottomless chasm, studying the remains of a shattered airship. The wreckage is twisted and burned, its metal hull scorched with claw marks too large for any known creature. Lightning flashes, illuminating the abyss below, where something vast and slithering moves beneath the surface of the mist. The investigator adjusts the sigil-laced scarf wrapped around their throat, its runes flickering as if whispering warnings only they can hear. They crouch, tracing the charred edges of the ship’s insignia—a crest that was erased from history a century ago. The wind howls through the wreckage, carrying the scent of ozone and something far older, something that doesn't belong in this world. Nearby, a single black feather, larger than a man’s arm, is half-buried in the mud, still pulsing faintly with a heartbeat not its own. The detective has chased myths before, but tonight, the myth might be hunting back. , detailed background Fantastic lighting. Detailed shadows.intricate details, vivid colors, hyper-detailed, ultra-sharp, , <lora:Ev_Ganin:0.4><lora:Vintage comic book:0.4><lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.15><lora:Greg_Capullo_style:0.4><lora:jeanClaude_Mzires_Style_FLUX-000001:0.4><lora:Flux_Ink_Anime:0.4>
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    a haunting, eerie figure lurking in the shadowy corner of what seems to be an abandoned, dimly lit room. The figure is humanoid but emaciated and ghostly in appearance, with gaunt, skeletal features and hollow, dark eye sockets. Its face is expressionless, but the lack of detail and the pale, ashen skin give it an unsettling, spectral presence. The room itself is old and decrepit, with cracked, moldy walls and a small, round window that allows a faint beam of light to filter in. This light partially illuminates the figure but also casts deep shadows, leaving much of the creature obscured in darkness. The ceiling appears low, adding to the sense of claustrophobia and unease, and the overall atmosphere feels oppressive and abandoned. The figure seems to be either hovering or leaning against the wall, its body almost blending with the darkness. The contrast between the dim light from the window and the pitch-black shadows creates a strong sense of tension and dread, as if the figure is watching silently, waiting for something unknown. The mood of the image is deeply unsettling, evoking feelings of fear, isolation, and the presence of something malevolent lurking just out of view.
    A haunting dystopian scene featuring a young, pretty woman standing barefoot on a cracked, desolate ground, her wide eyes filled with a mix of fear and resilience. The environment around her is bleak and ruined, with crumbling concrete structures, twisted metal beams, and broken glass scattered across the scene. She wears a tattered, loosely draped dress that clings to her frame, dirt-smudged from her struggle in this hostile world. Dim, cold light filters through a dense, smoky haze, casting eerie shadows that make her appear both vulnerable and defiant. Her face, captured in raw detail through experimental photography, shows a mixture of grime and subtle beauty, her expression deeply haunting. Strange, glowing particles drift around her, adding an unsettling, otherworldly glow against the cold, grey ruins. The atmosphere is intensely frightening, as if something unseen and threatening lurks just beyond her in the shadows. bokeh aidmaMJ6.1 <lora:aidmaMJ6.1_v0.3:1>​​​
    Full shot of a surreal image seemingly depicting new beginnings or transformation.  A large, bright orange-yellow sphere, resembling a yolk or sun, floats in a sky filled with clouds in pastel tones of light orange, beige, and grey. Several small, dark birds are scattered amongst the clouds near the sphere. Below the sphere, resting on a sandy beach with a calm ocean visible in the background, is a cracked, white egg shell lying open in two halves. The halves are positioned as if the egg has been split open and face outward, showing the empty interior.  Reflections of the egg shell and sphere are visible on the wet sandy surface.  The overall aesthetic is soft, with pastel colors and a focus on the juxtaposition of the large, bright sphere with the serene, open egg, suggestive of a creative concept possibly related to rebirth, creation, or the emergence of something new from something old., <lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:1> DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting
    Style: Surreal, minimalist, and futuristic Scene: A striking Balenciaga model sits in the driver's seat of a sleek, inflatable car. The car’s interior, from the dashboard to the steering wheel and seats, is entirely inflatable, with a soft, glossy texture that contrasts with the model’s angular, high-fashion look. The model’s focused expression and elegant posture bring a sense of sophistication and control, even in this surreal, bouncy environment. Model: The model exudes confidence and poise, her sharp features and futuristic accessories adding a cutting-edge vibe to the scene. Her presence in the inflatable car makes the surreal setting feel both chic and otherworldly. Mood: Futuristic, surreal, and sophisticated—a blend of high fashion with a playful, inflatable twist that transforms an ordinary scene into something extraordinary. Background: The background is minimalistic, allowing the focus to remain on the inflatable car and the model’s striking figure. The soft, inflated surfaces of the car add a surreal, almost dreamlike quality to the image.
    A hyper-realistic close-up of an old, dusty mirror hanging on a decaying wall. The mirror's surface is covered in grime and cracks, but within the reflection, a pair of human eyes stare out with a look of pure fear. The reflection doesn’t match the room it’s in, showing a different, darker environment where something sinister seems to lurk. The eyes in the reflection move slightly, following the viewer, as if the person trapped within is trying to communicate or escape. The contrast between the old, neglected mirror and the vivid, frightened eyes creates a deeply unsettling effect, with dim, flickering light casting an eerie glow around the scene.
    ,From the knees up, a fallen angel emerges from a lake of liquid fire in the heart of the Inferno. The viewer's perspective captures the upper body in dramatic detail, emphasizing the angel's powerful stance and upward gaze. The angel's torso, once gleaming with celestial light, now bears an unholy, metallic sheen. Intricate patterns of corruption swirl across its skin, telling the story of its fall from grace. The being's face, still hauntingly beautiful yet marred by pride, is turned upward, its eyes fixed on something beyond mortal comprehension in the hellish sky above. Wings of living flame extend from its back, partially visible in the frame. They flare outward and upward, mirroring the angel's gaze and creating a striking silhouette against the blood-red firmament. Embers and sparks dance off these fiery appendages, adding to the dynamic energy of the scene. In one hand, gripped tightly and raised high, the fallen angel holds a sword of pure, white-hot fire. The weapon cuts through the suffocating air, its tip extending beyond the upper edge of the view. The other hand is clenched into a fist at its side, conveying defiance and determination. The background, visible from this knees-up perspective, showcases rivers of molten rock and jagged obsidian cliffs. Chains of ethereal energy can be seen crisscrossing the sky behind the angel's upturned face and raised sword. This composition, focusing on the upper body and upward gaze, captures the fallen angel's mix of power, defiance, and tragic beauty in the midst of infernal surroundings.
    Style: Surreal, minimalist, and futuristic Scene: A striking Balenciaga model sits in the driver's seat of a sleek, inflatable car. The car’s interior, from the dashboard to the steering wheel and seats, is entirely inflatable, with a soft, glossy texture that contrasts with the model’s angular, high-fashion look. The model’s focused expression and elegant posture bring a sense of sophistication and control, even in this surreal, bouncy environment. Model: The model exudes confidence and poise, her sharp features and futuristic accessories adding a cutting-edge vibe to the scene. Her presence in the inflatable car makes the surreal setting feel both chic and otherworldly. Mood: Futuristic, surreal, and sophisticated—a blend of high fashion with a playful, inflatable twist that transforms an ordinary scene into something extraordinary. Background: The background is minimalistic, allowing the focus to remain on the inflatable car and the model’s striking figure. The soft, inflated surfaces of the car add a surreal, almost dreamlike quality to the image.
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    A striking woman pushes through turbulent water, her body slightly tilted forward as if moving against a powerful current. Her right arm is extended straight forward, fingers reaching outward as if grasping for something beyond the viewer. Her left arm trails slightly behind her, hand clenched into a fist, emphasizing the force of her motion. Her glowing green eyes are fixed with fierce determination, her head tilted downward, water droplets clinging to her sharp features. Her lips are pressed into a focused expression, hinting at her strength and resilience. Her sleek, black bodysuit glistens with water, its wet, leather-like material reflecting the light. The bodysuit features intricate paneling and contour lines that highlight her athletic frame, with faint glowing accents along the seams adding a futuristic touch. Her flowing jet-black hair whips around her wildly, strands catching the light and blending seamlessly with the splashes of water around her. The background showcases a vivid, glowing red sun that pierces through dense mist and rising steam. Arcs of water splash dynamically around her outstretched arm, creating a sense of motion and struggle. The lighting is a mix of warm golden highlights and cool blue tones from the water, emphasizing the contrast between her glowing, powerful form and the chaotic environment. Art Style: Hyperrealistic, dynamic composition with sharp detail on her reaching pose, wet textures, and the interplay of light and motion. <lora:realism_lora_comfy_flux_converted:0.5> <lora:MoriiMee_Gothic_Niji_Style_FLUX:0.85>
    detailed renaissance oil painting, masterpiece, FredFraiStyle, chiascuro, silhoutetted, directional lighting, masterpiece, perfect composition, perfect hands, cowboy shot, A hidden grove deep within the forest, where a massive stone archway stands, covered in creeping ivy and ancient runes that glow with a faint, pulsing light. Underneath the arch, a group of hooded figures, a mix of humans and orcs, gather in a circle, holding hands as they chant in an unknown language. Autumn leaves drift slowly from the canopy above, carried by the wind, as the air crackles with old, forgotten magic. The vibe is haunting and mystical, as though the veil between worlds is thinning, and something powerful is about to awaken.
    romanticism art by Jesper Ejsing and Inessa Garmash, high in sky, towering mountains stretch out before us, covered entirely of gear-up metal, reversal as the wind rushey chugs past them as we hear distorted voices in distorted language. This surgism has been unleashd upon this incredible cosmic landscape, where even with human and robotic bodies it can transform reality into more thrilling and dynamic creatures. As it descendant waves crash through the air like diamonds, the engines onboard hunker and spin as these groundbreaking invention will continue its unimaginable task: to build something extraordinary! A true marvel for our solar system, these intricate clock faces face an unknown challenge as technology continues to shift and warp and dance, , intricate, highly enhanced, flowing, dynamic dramatic atmosphere, dynamic dramatic composition, Contemporary art, abstract, bold colors, Scottish portraits, realism, dignified
    Beauty, realism, cinematic quality, chiaroscuro, rays of light, play of shadow and light, cinematic style. close up Digital cartoon style illustration depicting a cheerful young girl with brown curly hair and big, her body turned to the side, and her hands want to reach for something expressive brown eyes, standing on a stone path in a lush green forest. She is wearing a burnt orange wide-brimmed hat, an orange dress with a blue zipper and a light blue short-sleeved shirt underneath. A purple backpack with visible straps is slung over her shoulders, with a small light blue toy or object tucked under its strap. her hand is waving at us. The girl's footwear consists of white socks and brown sneakers with pink accents.
    A young girl in traditional Chinese clothing stands on the riverbank, surrounded by a veil of mist, her upper body rendered in a bold and expressive oil painting style. The composition is a close-up shot, emphasizing the girl's facial expression and upper body, while the misty background serves as a subtle backdrop. The perspective structure is from a slightly above viewpoint, looking down at the girl, which creates a sense of intimacy and closeness. The girl appears to be lost in thought, gazing out into the distance with a hint of wistfulness on her face. Her hands are clasped together, resting lightly against her chest, as if she is holding something invisible or cherishing a secret. This pose conveys a sense of quiet contemplation and introspection. The painting would benefit from a color palette that captures the soft, ethereal quality of the misty morning. Pastel hues of blue and green could be used to evoke a sense of serenity and tranquility, while the girl's clothing and hair are rendered in rich, earthy tones to ground the image in reality. The reference point for this painting would be the works of Chinese oil painter Li Keran or the Impressionist masters like Monet, who were known for their ability to capture fleeting moments of light and color. The overall effect should be one of dreamy, poetic atmosphere, inviting the viewer to step into the girl's world of quiet contemplation. The details in this painting would include the subtle play of mist on the girl's face and clothing, as well as the intricate textures of her traditional Chinese garments. The brushstrokes would be bold yet delicate, capturing the essence of a fleeting moment in time. As the viewer steps into this serene world, they are transported to a place of quiet introspection and beauty, where the complexities of life are distilled into a sense of peaceful coexistence with nature.
    The canvas awash with vivid hues of blue, orange, and green, transports the viewer into a serene and dreamlike landscape. The tall flower meadow is brimming with life, as an African woman clad in a flowing blue shawl gracefully runs through the swaying petals. Her hair billows behind her, dancing to the rhythm of her fluid movements. In her hands, she holds a bouquet of blooms, perhaps a symbol of her connection to nature and the harmony it brings. The woman's gaze is fixed on something in the distance, evoking a sense of curiosity and wonder. The radiant sun casts a warm glow upon the scene, infusing it with a feeling of peace and tranquility, as if the whole world is at ease in this moment of introspection.
    masterpiece, 8k, HDR, 3 D, best quality, photography, analog style, real life, extremely beautiful, (highly detailed, intricately detailed), A beautiful photorealistic, towering female knight about 9 foot tall with a muscular build in medieval plate armor. She has a powerful presence and stands much taller than average. Her armor is heavily reinforced around her chest. There is an oversized greatsword on her back. She holds nothing in her hands. Despite how strong and muscular she appears, there is something cute about her face. She has short layered purple hair, and light purple makeup that matches her hair. She stands in a medieval tavern where people are chatting, drinking medieval drinks, and having fun. The objects and people in the background emphasize her massive height. She towers at least two feet taller than the people drinking and having fun around her. Peasants in medieval clothing can be seen in the background, these people are all fantasy medieval people of different species (half-elf, humans, dwarves) who are having a good time. The ambiance is warm and, relaxed, friendly.
    A hyper-realistic portrait, photorealistic photo close-up image of A Klingon woman kneels in a sacred shrine, clad in her full, gleaming armor, her forehead ridges glistening with sweat. A caption at the bottom of the image reads "Buzz With Honor". Before her, two symbols of her heritage hang suspended in the air: the batleth, representing honor and war, and a glowing orb, symbolizing the spiritual realm and the ancestors' wisdom. The shrine is dark, with a smoky, blood-red hue, casting long shadows across her face, emphasizing her intense expression. She reaches out with one hand toward the batleth, her warriors instincts pulling her toward violence, while her other hand hesitates near the orb, as if drawn by something deeper within her soul. Stone walls, covered in ancient Klingon script, echo with the distant hum of chants. The room pulses with the tension between violence and reflection, between bloodshed and spiritual enlightenment. (photography, high-resolution, dynamic, energetic,hyper-realistic, dramatic lighting, shallow depth of field.) in the style of Jed-clrfl
    A stunning cosmic nebula shaped like a colossal hand reaching out from the depths of space. The hand, made of swirling, semi-transparent gas and dust, extends from the background towards the viewer at a dramatic angle, as though emerging from the void. The fingers are curled slightly, as if preparing to grasp something unseen, adding a sense of motion and purpose to the scene. The nebula glows in vibrant colors—deep purples and blues at the edges, transitioning into radiant oranges, reds, and yellows toward the palm, with delicate greens and pinks weaving through the semi-transparent gases. The light from distant stars shines through the hand, giving it an otherworldly, ghostly glow, while the tendrils of gas form intricate, swirling patterns. The dynamic perspective emphasizes the hand’s immense scale and power, as it reaches forward, seemingly pulling the viewer into the scene. Behind it, distant galaxies and shimmering stardust create a breathtaking backdrop, enhancing the sense of cosmic wonder and divine presence. mad-nbla, bo-exposure, Perfect hand, transparent hand out of gas,
    impasto oil painting, The club pulses with a hypnotic rhythm, bathed in the electric glow of neon lights that paint the scene in vibrant shades of fuchsia and emerald. A haze of smoke hangs in the air, thick with the scent of clove cigarettes and something faintly metallic. A stylish vampire, draped in velvet and lace, moves with sinuous grace across the dance floor, her fangs catching the light as she smiles. The music throbs, a blend of darkwave and synth-pop, driving the crowd of ghoulish revelers into a frenzy of movement. Capture the darkly glamorous atmosphere, echoing the Art Deco movement's geometric precision and the sensual energy of Tamara de Lempicka’s portraits. Focus on the interplay of light and shadow, the sleek textures of leather and lace, and the vibrant, almost otherworldly hues of the neon lights. Infuse the scene with a sense of exhilarating liberation, a celebration of the night, reflecting the hedonistic energy of a vampire nightclub. Consider a dynamic composition with motion blur to convey the energy of the dance floor, and a shallow depth of field to focus attention on the central figure.
    A cute cat in a tiny technician outfit is surrounded by a chaotic server room where everything seems to be going wrong cables are tangled, servers are sparking, and screens are flashing red error messages. The cat is standing in the middle, holding a tiny wrench, with a completely baffled expression. Above its head, a speech bubble says, “Something Happened?” The background screens flash “Maintenance Mode: Seeking Feline Expertise.”
    Beneath a heavy, sulfurous sky, the armored figure of a knight stands motionless, his silhouette swallowed by a dense, unnatural fog. His armor is sealed tightly, cold and impenetrable, the once bright colors of red and yellow long faded into rust and grime. Deeply etched symbols of occult significance have replaced the cheery engravings, and a mcdonalds logo is the only feature visible on the helmet. The fortress behind him is a hellish parody of the golden arches, its walls cracked and crumbling, oozing with something vile. The towers stretch upward like crooked fingers, grasping at the darkened sky. Thick, blood-like mist swirls around the base of the structure, and the moat pulses as if alive—filled with something far more sinister than ketchup. In this desolate land, the air hangs thick with dread, as though the ground itself seethes with cursed energy.
    a colorful magic sail boat sailing on top of clouds above a bleak and dreary cityscape, a sense of calm and wonder about the boat. setting out for new horizon in hope to find something better, S1n0z1ck style
    Close-up of a stylized, surreal portrait.  A figure, possibly a person, is centrally framed. The figure's head and upper torso are visible, set against a dark, almost black background. The hair is a light yellow-gold hue, styled in a manner that is somewhat short and appears almost sculpted with flowing, wispy strands. The figure's face is unusual; the central portion of the face—the area of the mouth and nose—is a dark, deep void or empty space, resulting in the absence of a discernible facial structure in that zone. The figure is positioned as if silencing something, with one hand positioned near the face, forming a 'shush' gesture. The hand and the surrounding fabric on the figure's clothing are dark purple-grey shades with a grainy or textured appearance. The clothing appears to be a loose, flowing robe or garment, painted with a mottled, almost translucent texture that allows the deeper colors to show through. Intricate, swirling lines, resembling cosmic strands or patterns of light, are distributed throughout the image, particularly around the figure, extending outward from the head like a cosmic nebula or vortex. The colors used for these lines range from various shades of purple, blue, and light pink, adding a sense of depth and movement to the overall composition. The lines intersect and flow around the figure creating a sense of surrealism., <lora:FLUX-daubrez-DB4RZ-v2:1> DB4RZ, DB4RZ style painting
    Photo of a cute cat in a tiny technician outfit is surrounded by a chaotic server room where everything seems to be going wrong cables are tangled, servers are sparking, and screens are flashing red error messages. The cat is standing in the middle, holding a tiny wrench, with a completely baffled expression. Above its head, a speech bubble says, “Something Happened?” Text under the image written “Maintenance Mode”

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