Twisted Mountain and Castle Under Luminous Moon

Moonlit Castle on Cliff: A Monochrome Dream

Artist
elvis
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DreamForge
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  Moonlit Castle on Cliff: A Monochrome Dream
  
  Model: DreamForge
  
  Size: 896 X 1152 (1.03 MP)
  
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  Prompt: a colossal black castle in ruins under the light of an eclipse in hell, bats fly over it, surrounded by tortured souls, beings deformed by emptiness and pain, oil painting based on the style of beksinski and dante's hell a dark sinister being without form crossed the threshold at the top of the world, everything in its path is left dead and desolate, this work of art is illustrated in the style of beksinski and alexandre cabanel a lonely man with a tunic and hood is sitting on the edge of a pond in a moonlight Fury of Feelings When the storm rages in the unseen heart, Hopes burn, in sparks die, Fury like fire burns in silence, Turns all that was into shadow ruins. Anger rolls in, like an ominous avalanche, Breaks down the walls of tenderness without end, In its embrace feelings crumble into dust, There is no salvation, only cold sobbing.
  
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  Aspect Ratio: portrait
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a colossal black castle in ruins under the light of an eclipse in hell, bats fly over it, surrounded by tortured souls, beings deformed by emptiness and pain, oil painting based on the style of beksinski and dante's hell a dark sinister being without form crossed the threshold at the top of the world, everything in its path is left dead and desolate, this work of art is illustrated in the style of beksinski and alexandre cabanel a lonely man with a tunic and hood is sitting on the edge of a pond in a moonlight Fury of Feelings When the storm rages in the unseen heart, Hopes burn, in sparks die, Fury like fire burns in silence, Turns all that was into shadow ruins. Anger rolls in, like an ominous avalanche, Breaks down the walls of tenderness without end, In its embrace feelings crumble into dust, There is no salvation, only cold sobbing.