Prompt: A bearded smiling young knigt in red-white-blue tunic and silver-golden plate armor stands in front of his castle's gatehous on the wodden Drawbridge with the American Star Spangled Banner, the Flag of the United States of America, in his hands. Sunny morning sunrise, a few clouds, and you see a majestic, awesome bald eagle (Haliaeetus leucocephalus) with spreaded wings flying high in the sky above the castle.
Prompt: Two amazed, astonished US astronauts in NASA spacesuits find the very sparse, decaying remains of an early medieval Viking longship in a mooncrate on the moon.
DEATH and one of his Mighty Battlecats (because Binky has his day off)
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AIVision
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1792 X 1024
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Prompt: In the eerie aftermath of a fierce battle, amidst a desolate, frozen and icy landscape tinged with the somber hues of twilight, envision the Grim Reaper towering over the terrain atop a formidable companion - a mighty Snow Leopard Batllecat, its fur a rugged cloak of deep brown, adorned with streaks of earthy tone
Perched majestically upon this imposing beast, the Reaper commands attention, his skeletal form draped in dark, weathered armor reminiscent of a bygone medieval era. Each plate intricately etched with age-old symbols, bound by sturdy leather straps and gleaming buckles, whispering tales of ancient battles and untold mysteries.
In his grasp, the Reaper wields a scythe, its shaft adorned with motifs of Celtic Knots, while the blade glistens with an ethereal luminescence surrounded by an aura of blue flames and turquoise sparkles, casting an ominous glow upon the scene, . With a firm grip, he holds this weapon of judgment, a symbol of power and finality.
Beside him, the Snwo Leopard stands sentinel, its alert, pointed ears twitching with heightened awareness, a loyal guardian in this bleak realm. Despite the chaos surrounding them, the cat bared its fangs in a gesture of feline power, it seems just as threatening to the grimness of their surroundings.
As the last vestiges of daylight fade into the encroaching darkness, the air is heavy with the scent of smoke and the distant crackle of flames. The horizon is shrouded in a haze of uncertainty, hinting at the aftermath of devastation, as if the world itself bears witness to the Reaper's solemn presence.
Prompt: Vintage style illustration. The old, friendly skeleton knight Sir Jupp, in a rusty chain mail shirt with a sword in his right hand, stands majestically in the middle of a dimly lit antique shop, enveloped in a nostalgic atmosphere of warm brown, gold and amber tones. He is in the company of DEATH, the Grim Reaper in a black hooded robe, who is holding a furry red tabby main coon cat in his arms. Its centerpiece is an orange vintage leather suitcase that appears to be full of age and history. Behind him stretches a wooden shelf full of old books, whose pages seem to whisper the stories of bygone times. In between there are candles whose flickering permeates the atmosphere with a mysterious aura. There sits a skull, a guardian of forgotten legends, flanked by a number of ancient curiosities that attract curious glances. To his left stands a magnificent desk, its ornate stained-glass lampshade casting soft light into the room, and on top of which are stacks of leather suitcases that once accompanied journeys to distant lands. To the right rises a shelf of antique clocks, whose ticking seems to mock time itself. There is a globe whose surface is marked by past discoveries, and soft teddy bears stare with wide eyes into the endless expanse of the shop. The play of light and shadow gives the scene a magical aura that inevitably draws attention to the Grim Reaper. Amid the chaos of past treasures and mysterious relics it stands, a fascinating contrast to the world around it, its dark nature surrounded by the warmth and splendor of the past that this place embodies. It is a scene of timeless appeal, a fusion of past and present that captivates the viewer.
Prompt: Returning of the miracles,
It's my own requiem,
The jester's tears,
They are inside me,
Agony's the script for my requiem,
Returning of the miracles,
It's my own requiem,
Is the script already written,
Jester's tears I cry,
Yes, I cry!
Prompt: I went out of my mind,
In desert lands,
Insanity's pawn,
Out of control,
Much too long I've been isolated,
From my thoughts,
Enclosed by the leader's spell,
Bewildered to march,
As a glory knight,
And I tried!
Prompt: An old friendly slim Skeletal Knight in rusty chain mail and the Grim Reaper in dark hooded robe are standing in an old, medieval horse stable in front of a box with a magnificent white horse.
Prompt: A masterful black ink and charcoal drawing on aged parchment immortalizes the image of a Knight'S Hopitaller (Knight of Saint John), radiating devotion and sacrifice. The knight is depicted full-length, standing perfectly centered on the parchment, his entire figure visible from the billowing edges of his cloak to the armored tips of his boots. Every stroke of ink captures the essence of his noble demeanor, a testament to his unwavering faith and readiness to endure for a higher cause. Clad in pristine black armor, the knight bears the iconic White Cross of Malta boldly displayed on his chest plate. The armor is a harmonious blend of functionality and symbolism, with intricate detailing on the edges and joints reflecting both his role as a warrior and a devout protector. His helmeted head is slightly bowed, suggesting a moment of solemn prayer or reflection on the divine duty he shoulders. A dramatic cloak flows behind him, animated by a subtle breeze, its folds rendered with dynamic yet precise lines that enhance the overall sense of movement. His posture is stoic, his hands resting on the hilt of a large sword planted firmly into the ground, signifying his unyielding commitment to defend his beliefs. The play of light and shadow across the armor, created through expert use of ink and charcoal, highlights the knight’s physical strength and moral resolve. Inspired by the evocative artistry of Mike Grell, this piece brings a sense of timeless reverence to the knight. The background is understated, hinting at a sacred battlefield or the hallowed grounds of a forgotten temple. This minimalism ensures the knight remains the focus, his figure dominating the composition with a powerful presence. The texture of the parchment adds to the ancient and solemn atmosphere, evoking a relic from a bygone era of crusades and holy quests. The knight’s image is a beacon of devotion and sacrifice, rendered with exquisite detail, making this piece an enduring symbol of faith and du
Prompt: . Ezekiel 25:17. "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon you."
Prompt: Old master painting...On the battlements of the keep of a very old early medieval castle stand a friendly bearded, smilinig middle-aged knight in a green and yellow tunic and medieval winter clothing and his friendly, red-haired beautiful shieldmaiden in blue and yellow medieval winter clothing are embracing each other with her curious looking furry brown tabby cat on a starry winter night with sparkling stars and a very thin crescent moon. They are happy about the new year. Romantic, cheerful and peacefull winter atmosphere ...looking to the viewer ... in the style of Titian. ... old master style
Uncle Nobby's Steamboat VII - where oblivion takes the mind's reality
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AIVision
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Prompt: And we're going where the grass is growing green, to a mystic land that no one else has seen, where oblivion takes the mind's reality, and reality fades into a memory!
Prompt: And here's a good Health to the brave Knight's of Saint John, The first in field and the last from the fray, When the Saracens armies are banished and beaten, They'll talk of Saint John's Knights are winning the day!
Release these chains of darkness, Let me see, Lord, just where I fit into your master plan ...
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AIVision
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1792 X 1008
(1.81 MP)
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Prompt: O (Lord) come down from Your golden throne,
To me, to lowly me;
I need to feel the touch of Your tender hand, .
Release these chains of darkness,
Let me see, Lord, let me see;
Just where I fit into your master plan.
Sound Of Silence IX - Because a vision softly creeping ...
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AIVision
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1792 X 1008
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Prompt: Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence ...
,charcoal Drawing, Charcoal, Drawing,
Prompt: Hallowed be the fatherland,
God he knows,
How long I'd been away,
From here I did start for a search so,
Full of decease,
I still hear my cryouts,
From the old cellar's inside,
Des fleurs pour votre bien-aimé ! ** Flowers for your loved one!
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AIVision
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1792 X 1008
(1.81 MP)
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Prompt: Old master painting... accompanied by his majestic brown tabby cat, A friendly smiling bearded knight of middle age with grey hair and in green and yellow coat of arms over the chain mail kneels in front of you and presents a colorful bouquet of spring flowers (Tulips, roses, daffodils, reticulated irises, wood anemones, primroses) to the viewer of the picture, , Style of D&D, Style of hand-drawn illustration, romantic scene ... looking at the viewer... in the style of Titian. Dark background... old master style
I'm a knight like a kind in shining armor with my polished body gleaming I'm a fighter and a charmer
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AIVision
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1792 X 1024
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Prompt: I'm a charger that charges through the night,
Like an green-yellow bolt of lightning passing everything in sight,
I'm one of the best pals Sir Jupp ever had,
I'm thunder on the King's Road looking bad, bad, bad,
I'm a knight, like a kind in shining armor,
With my polished body gleaming, I'm a fighter and a charmer,
If trouble comes your way, just ask for me,
My friends all know me as the brave Knight Nobbi
Yours knight was/is out of order for a few days, but will be back soon!
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AIVision
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1024 X 1024
(1.05 MP)
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Prompt: a friendly young bearded heroic knight wearing chain mail armor with green and yellow tabard has his left arm in a white linen sling, a white linen head bandage and a white linen bandage on his right thigh. The friendly young bearded heroic knight returns, worn out and exhausted, on his magnificent warhorse to his small but fortified castle, surrounded by nature, trees, plants, herbs and mushrooms, sunset, medium wind, medium clouds. By Ivan Bilibin
Sound Of Silence II - In restless dreams, I walked alone ...
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AIVision
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1792 X 1008
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Prompt: In restless dreams, I walked alone,
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp,
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light,
That split the night,
And touched the sound of silence ...
,charcoal Drawing, Charcoal, Drawing,
Somewhere far beyond - The march of time, it has begun
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DaVinci2
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1352 X 760
(1.03 MP)
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Prompt: a wounded dirty knight in damaged rusty armor, stands guard in front of a old medieval clock, on the clock it is 5 to 12. in the style of rembrandt
Ballad of Serenity V (Firefly) - There's no place I can be Since I′ve found Serenity
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AIVision
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1792 X 1008
(1.81 MP)
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Prompt: "Lost my love, lost my land
Lost the last place I could stand
There's no place I can be
Since I′ve found Serenity.
And you can't take the sky from me."
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
