#dawnfantasy

Steampunk Cityscape at Dawn with Airships

• Model: FluX (Base) Krea

• Size: 2560 X 1440 (3.69 MP)

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  • Prompt: ((A masterpiece, creating an amazing science fiction masterpiece)), ((Illustration of a massive space battleship, showcasing intricately detailed robotic elements, photorealistic quality with dynamic lighting, highlighting glowing orange tones that reflect off the ship's metallic surfaces. This impressive vessel should majestically soar above a richly detailed steampunk cityscape, complete with towering brass structures, complex machinery, and atmospheric steam. The scene should be bursting with vibrant colors and meticulous designs, incorporating imaginative elements like floating airships and industrial smokestacks. Strive to achieve a dreamlike yet realistic visual effect that draws the viewer into this fantastical world.)) Detailed and intricate artwork blending elements of fantasy, surrealism, and futuristic themes. The image should evoke a sense of wonder and awe, utilizing techniques reminiscent of watercolor. Patchwork style of Tomasz Setowski, Jean-Baptiste Monge, Hayao Miyazaki, H.R. Giger, Catherine Abel, and Paul Klee. Use stunning color oil drawing.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Dawn by the Tranquil Lake

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 968 X 1232 (1.19 MP)

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  • Prompt: Water Never forgets. Some of her memories are frozen, while other memories are fluid and always flowing. Beautiful sacred geometry underlies the composition of this image. Features a full pallet of pastel colors. Richard M. Powers
  • Using base image: Yes

#Diversity Saturday. Mystical Dawn: Nature's Embrace Unveiled

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 864 X 1152 (1.00 MP)

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  • Prompt: A dreamlike landscape in shades of dusk and dawn, bathed in vaporous mists where human faces and forms, symbols of oblivion, fade away. In the center, a translucent silhouette lets filaments of light escape from its mouth, becoming calligraphed words and then luminous roots. These roots sink into its own incandescent heart and extend into the landscape, nourishing bursts of light and ethereal flowers. In the background, fragments of memories float, dissolving, in a soft, melancholic and introspective atmosphere.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

Orc Warrior at Dawn Over Enchanted Forest

• Model: Realismo

• Size: 2400 X 1800 (4.32 MP)

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  • Prompt: A green skin female orc warrior, long black hair in a single braid with some grey streaks clad in black and silver ornate, battle-worn armor, standing stoically on a windswept mountain peak holding a spear at dawn. Her gaze is fixed on the horizon, where a vast, enchanted forest stretches out below.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Dawn's Embrace

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1728 X 1296 (2.24 MP)

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  • Prompt: A Slavic woman stands in profile before the rising sun, her posture gentle and slightly curved, as if just awakened from a long transformation. Behind her, along her back, hang enormous dark butterfly wings — layered, heavy, wet, and unspread, softly drooping straight down. She wears a light flowing dress that moves with the breeze. The morning mist and golden sunlight create a sacred, fragile atmosphere — a quiet breath before flight. Cinematic lighting, ultra-realistic style, soft focus, warm tones, detailed textures, ethereal atmosphere.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Awakening of the Forest's Heart

• Model: Artflow

• Size: 2496 X 3312 (8.27 MP)

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  • Prompt: In the hush before the world awoke, Before the stars found their ancient names, A canvas, vast and velvet-black, Waited for the brush of dreams. From darkness, color spilled— Butterflies, countless, kaleidoscopic, Danced on golden air, Their wings the first poems written in light. Birdsong wove through emerald veils, Notes ringing like dew on crystal leaves, And there, in a glade bathed in dawn, Stood the Forest Princess: Blonde hair thick as summer wheat, Eyes blue as a newborn sky, A dress spun from moonbeams and moss. She was Mother Nature’s breath— Mistress of all things wild and gentle. By her side, the Forest King— Regal, patient, ancient as the roots beneath— With every glance, the woods blossomed anew. In her arms, a squirrel— Tiny empress crowned in russet fur, Sparkling with a thousand diamond lights, Each gem a wish, a promise, a felicità. She shimmered with a joy That only the first morning could know. And there, a girl—indescribable, Alluring as the wind that stirs the pines, Elusive as the hush before rain, Tender as the first green shoot. Her beauty was not just seen but felt— A glimmer, a hope, a paradise unveiled. In this cradle of the cosmos, Where wonder was new and bliss had no end, She shone— A living diamond, The heart of an untouched Eden, Paradise, Bliss, And the promise of all things beautiful to come.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

Awakening in a Dreamy Forest Paradise

• Model: FluX

• Size: 2480 X 3296 (8.17 MP)

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  • Prompt: In the hush before the world awoke, Before the stars found their ancient names, A canvas, vast and velvet-black, Waited for the brush of dreams. From darkness, color spilled— Butterflies, countless, kaleidoscopic, Danced on golden air, Their wings the first poems written in light. Birdsong wove through emerald veils, Notes ringing like dew on crystal leaves, And there, in a glade bathed in dawn, Stood the Forest Princess: Blonde hair thick as summer wheat, Eyes blue as a newborn sky, A dress spun from moonbeams and moss. She was Mother Nature’s breath— Mistress of all things wild and gentle. By her side, the Forest King— Regal, patient, ancient as the roots beneath— With every glance, the woods blossomed anew. In her arms, a squirrel— Tiny empress crowned in russet fur, Sparkling with a thousand diamond lights, Each gem a wish, a promise, a felicità. She shimmered with a joy That only the first morning could know. And there, a girl—indescribable, Alluring as the wind that stirs the pines, Elusive as the hush before rain, Tender as the first green shoot. Her beauty was not just seen but felt— A glimmer, a hope, a paradise unveiled. In this cradle of the cosmos, Where wonder was new and bliss had no end, She shone— A living diamond, The heart of an untouched Eden, Paradise, Bliss, And the promise of all things beautiful to come.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

Awakening the Heart of Untouched Eden

• Model: MiniMax

• Size: 1080 X 1440 (1.56 MP)

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  • Mode: Pro
  • Generated From: Image
  • Duration: 5 seconds

Awakening the Heart of Untouched Eden

• Model: FluX

• Size: 864 X 1152 (1.00 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: In the hush before the world awoke, Before the stars found their ancient names, A canvas, vast and velvet-black, Waited for the brush of dreams. From darkness, color spilled— Butterflies, countless, kaleidoscopic, Danced on golden air, Their wings the first poems written in light. Birdsong wove through emerald veils, Notes ringing like dew on crystal leaves, And there, in a glade bathed in dawn, Stood the Forest Princess: Blonde hair thick as summer wheat, Eyes blue as a newborn sky, A dress spun from moonbeams and moss. She was Mother Nature’s breath— Mistress of all things wild and gentle. By her side, the Forest King— Regal, patient, ancient as the roots beneath— With every glance, the woods blossomed anew. In her arms, a squirrel— Tiny empress crowned in russet fur, Sparkling with a thousand diamond lights, Each gem a wish, a promise, a felicità. She shimmered with a joy That only the first morning could know. And there, a girl—indescribable, Alluring as the wind that stirs the pines, Elusive as the hush before rain, Tender as the first green shoot. Her beauty was not just seen but felt— A glimmer, a hope, a paradise unveiled. In this cradle of the cosmos, Where wonder was new and bliss had no end, She shone— A living diamond, The heart of an untouched Eden, Paradise, Bliss, And the promise of all things beautiful to come.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

Awakening in a Dreamy Forest Paradise

• Model: FluX

• Size: 1920 X 1920 (3.69 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: In the hush before the world awoke, Before the stars found their ancient names, A canvas, vast and velvet-black, Waited for the brush of dreams. From darkness, color spilled— Butterflies, countless, kaleidoscopic, Danced on golden air, Their wings the first poems written in light. Birdsong wove through emerald veils, Notes ringing like dew on crystal leaves, And there, in a glade bathed in dawn, Stood the Forest Princess: Blonde hair thick as summer wheat, Eyes blue as a newborn sky, A dress spun from moonbeams and moss. She was Mother Nature’s breath— Mistress of all things wild and gentle. By her side, the Forest King— Regal, patient, ancient as the roots beneath— With every glance, the woods blossomed anew. In her arms, a squirrel— Tiny empress crowned in russet fur, Sparkling with a thousand diamond lights, Each gem a wish, a promise, a felicità. She shimmered with a joy That only the first morning could know. And there, a girl—indescribable, Alluring as the wind that stirs the pines, Elusive as the hush before rain, Tender as the first green shoot. Her beauty was not just seen but felt— A glimmer, a hope, a paradise unveiled. In this cradle of the cosmos, Where wonder was new and bliss had no end, She shone— A living diamond, The heart of an untouched Eden, Paradise, Bliss, And the promise of all things beautiful to come.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Awakening in the Heart of Eden

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: In the hush before the world awoke, Before the stars found their ancient names, A canvas, vast and velvet-black, Waited for the brush of dreams. From darkness, color spilled— Butterflies, countless, kaleidoscopic, Danced on golden air, Their wings the first poems written in light. Birdsong wove through emerald veils, Notes ringing like dew on crystal leaves, And there, in a glade bathed in dawn, Stood the Forest Princess: Blonde hair thick as summer wheat, Eyes blue as a newborn sky, A dress spun from moonbeams and moss. She was Mother Nature’s breath— Mistress of all things wild and gentle. By her side, the Forest King— Regal, patient, ancient as the roots beneath— With every glance, the woods blossomed anew. In her arms, a squirrel— Tiny empress crowned in russet fur, Sparkling with a thousand diamond lights, Each gem a wish, a promise, a felicità. She shimmered with a joy That only the first morning could know. And there, a girl—indescribable, Alluring as the wind that stirs the pines, Elusive as the hush before rain, Tender as the first green shoot. Her beauty was not just seen but felt— A glimmer, a hope, a paradise unveiled. In this cradle of the cosmos, Where wonder was new and bliss had no end, She shone— A living diamond, The heart of an untouched Eden, Paradise, Bliss, And the promise of all things beautiful to come.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Awakening the Heart of Untouched Eden

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2560 X 1440 (3.69 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: In the hush before the world awoke, Before the stars found their ancient names, A canvas, vast and velvet-black, Waited for the brush of dreams. From darkness, color spilled— Butterflies, countless, kaleidoscopic, Danced on golden air, Their wings the first poems written in light. Birdsong wove through emerald veils, Notes ringing like dew on crystal leaves, And there, in a glade bathed in dawn, Stood the Forest Princess: Blonde hair thick as summer wheat, Eyes blue as a newborn sky, A dress spun from moonbeams and moss. She was Mother Nature’s breath— Mistress of all things wild and gentle. By her side, the Forest King— Regal, patient, ancient as the roots beneath— With every glance, the woods blossomed anew. In her arms, a squirrel— Tiny empress crowned in russet fur, Sparkling with a thousand diamond lights, Each gem a wish, a promise, a felicità. She shimmered with a joy That only the first morning could know. And there, a girl—indescribable, Alluring as the wind that stirs the pines, Elusive as the hush before rain, Tender as the first green shoot. Her beauty was not just seen but felt— A glimmer, a hope, a paradise unveiled. In this cradle of the cosmos, Where wonder was new and bliss had no end, She shone— A living diamond, The heart of an untouched Eden, Paradise, Bliss, And the promise of all things beautiful to come.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait_tall