Solitary Figure on Yellow Blanket in Snowy Urban Scene

Lonely Reflection on a Snowy Street

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DaVinci2
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  Lonely Reflection on a Snowy Street
  
  Model: DaVinci2
  
  Size: 1152 X 896 (1.03 MP)
  
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  Prompt: A painting in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, retrofuturism. Wide-angle shot, format 16 by 9 White snow, gray ice, On the cracked earth. A patchwork blanket on it - A city in a road loop. And clouds float above the city, Blocking the heavenly light. And above the city - yellow smoke, The city is two thousand years old, Lived under the light of the Star By the name of the Sun... And two thousand years - war, War without any special reason. War is the business of the young, A cure for wrinkles. Red, red blood - In an hour it is just earth, In two there are flowers and grass on it, In three it is alive again And warmed by the rays of the Star By the name of the Sun... And we know that it has always been like this, That we are loved more by Fate, Who lives by other laws And who will die young. He does not remember the word "yes" and the word "no", He does not remember ranks or names. And is able to reach the stars, Not considering that this is a dream, And fall, scorched by the Star Called the Sun...
  
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  Aspect Ratio: landscape
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Prompt: A painting in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, retrofuturism. Wide-angle shot, format 16 by 9 White snow, gray ice, On the cracked earth. A patchwork blanket on it - A city in a road loop. And clouds float above the city, Blocking the heavenly light. And above the city - yellow smoke, The city is two thousand years old, Lived under the light of the Star By the name of the Sun... And two thousand years - war, War without any special reason. War is the business of the young, A cure for wrinkles. Red, red blood - In an hour it is just earth, In two there are flowers and grass on it, In three it is alive again And warmed by the rays of the Star By the name of the Sun... And we know that it has always been like this, That we are loved more by Fate, Who lives by other laws And who will die young. He does not remember the word "yes" and the word "no", He does not remember ranks or names. And is able to reach the stars, Not considering that this is a dream, And fall, scorched by the Star Called the Sun...

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A painting in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, retrofuturism. Wide-angle shot, format 16 by 9 White snow, gray ice, On the cracked earth. A patchwork blanket on it - A city in a road loop. And clouds float above the city, Blocking the heavenly light. And above the city - yellow smoke, The city is two thousand years old, Lived under the light of the Star By the name of the Sun... And two thousand years - war, War without any special reason. War is the business of the young, A cure for wrinkles. Red, red blood - In an hour it is just earth, In two there are flowers and grass on it, In three it is alive again And warmed by the rays of the Star By the name of the Sun... And we know that it has always been like this, That we are loved more by Fate, Who lives by other laws And who will die young. He does not remember the word "yes" and the word "no", He does not remember ranks or names. And is able to reach the stars, Not considering that this is a dream, And fall, scorched by the Star Called the Sun...

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A solitary figure sits on a vibrant yellow blanket in a desolate, snowy street, surrounded by abandoned buildings and ominous clouds, evoking a sense of isolation and stillness.