waiting for the light at the end of darkness

Serene Nighttime Scene with Glowing Orbs and Blossoms

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EmmAI
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AIVision
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  waiting for the light at the end of darkness
  
  Model: AIVision
  
  Size: 2016 X 2048 (4.13 MP)
  
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  Prompt: A shiver ran across my skin, And my lock of hair fell playfully down. I stand, listening to the wind's breath, Not the surf of the sea waves, but the blooming breeze. The scent of flowers floats in the quiet darkness, I inhale the delicate scent, like a dream. And I dissolve in this beauty, Forgetting about the noise of the earth and the ringing
  
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  Upscale & Enhance: 5
  
  Aspect Ratio: landscape
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Prompt: A shiver ran across my skin, And my lock of hair fell playfully down. I stand, listening to the wind's breath, Not the surf of the sea waves, but the blooming breeze. The scent of flowers floats in the quiet darkness, I inhale the delicate scent, like a dream. And I dissolve in this beauty, Forgetting about the noise of the earth and the ringing

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A mysterious figure stands by a serene waterway, surrounded by softly glowing flowers and shimmering reflections. The scene is illuminated by warm light, creating an enchanting ambiance.

Prompt is a poem by Roman Asanov
https://deepdreamgenerator.com/u/1930446

“A shiver ran across my skin,
And my lock of hair fell playfully down.
I stand, listening to the wind's breath,
Not the surf of the sea waves, but the blooming breeze.
The scent of flowers floats in the quiet darkness,
I inhale the delicate scent, like a dream.
And I dissolve in this beauty,
Forgetting about the noise of the earth and the ringing.”