Prompt: A lone Hungarian horse warrior from the 800s. He is alone, slowly moving along his path on his horse. A desolate, bushy steppe surrounds him. A gloomy, pre-storm sky. Storm clouds are approaching in the distance. A sad mood.
Prompt: A massive, strange concrete structure with a surreal, warped form, covered in cracks and chipped surfaces, stands in the Kazakhstan steppe. White, eerie mannequins hang from ropes along its walls. Nearby, a low, chunky, hunched creature in tattered rags lurks. It's early autumn—muted colors, an eerie stillness. The scene radiates exhaustion, desperation, and inscrutability. In the style of the Pathologic video game. Highly detailed digital painting, crisp quality, pencil sketch style, ominous mood, perfect composition, bleak and depressive.
Prompt: The Betrayal of Yesugei (Genghis: Birth of an Empire – Conn Iggulden): Yesugei, the Khan of the Wolves, slumps in his saddle, his face pale and sweat-drenched, his hand clutching his side where the poison has taken hold. His horse stirs restlessly beneath him as his warriors watch in silence, unsure of what to do without their leader’s strength. The traitorous Tartars stand at a distance, their faces unreadable, having just offered a false welcome before striking the fatal blow. In the distance, storm clouds gather, foreshadowing the chaos to come.
Primary Artist: Inspired by Mongolian steppe paintings and medieval betrayal scenes.
Enhancement Artist: Cool desaturated tones and soft-focus background for drama.
Emotional Impact: Tragic and foreboding, symbolizing the fall of a leader and the beginning of a legend.
Additional Elements: A toppled drinking cup lies in the grass, its spilled contents dark like blood.
Prompt: Sigurd wearing the Helm of Terror (Helm of Awe). He charges the great horse Grani over the great steppe towards the viewer. his longsword and shield are raised for attack.
Prompt: Proud Mongolian warrior in traditional armor, fierce expression, holding a sword, mounted on a horse, intricate armor details, warrior's reflection on a sword, vibrant red and gold colors, intricate patterns on armor, horse adorned with traditional Mongolian decorations, vast Mongolian steppe landscape, yurts in the background, rolling hills, endless grasslands, clear blue sky, fluffy white clouds, natural light casting shadows, dynamic angle for selfie shot, heroic stance, digital illustration, detailed and textured, realistic with a touch of fantasy, by a skilled fantasy artist, Artstation.
Prompt: (Create a color pen and ink illustration)
Bright autumn day, early September. Kazakh steppe. A young man of 18 years old is sitting on the ground in a pensive pose, reading a book. He is wearing a worn jacket, denim jeans and a baseball cap. His bicycle is lying on its side on the ground nearby. A water bottle is on the ground, next to it are a reflex photo camera in a leather case and a small backpack. In the distance, low-sloped mountains are seen.
(Nostalgic mood, serenity, perfect composition)
Prompt: (Create a color pen and ink illustration)
Bright sunny day. Kazakh steppe. A young man of 18 years old is sitting on the ground in a pensive pose, reading a book. He is wearing a T-shirt with the lettering "KZ94", worn denim shorts and a baseball cap. His bicycle is lying on its side on the ground. A water bottle is on the ground, next to it are a notebook in a leather case and a small backpack. In the distance, low-sloped mountains are seen.
(Nostalgic mood, perfect composition)
Prompt: The scene unfold in the Steppe, where the horizon stretches endlessly in all directions, blending seamlessly with the azure sky above. The air is thick with the scent of dust and dried grass, carried on the wind like a mournful lament.
Amidst the desolation, solitary figures trudge across the barren landscape. Cloaked in tattered garments that flutter in the breeze, they move with a slow, deliberate pace, their footsteps leaving faint impressions in the parched earth.
In the distance, the skeletal remains of long-abandoned structures rise from the plains like forgotten monuments to a bygone era. Their crumbling facades bear the scars of time and neglect, haunted by the echoes of past tragedies that linger in the air like a lingering curse.
The Steppe itself seems to pulse with a palpable sense of sorrow, as if the very land itself mourns the passing of days long gone. The grasses whisper secrets to those who would listen, their voices carrying the weight of untold suffering and despair.
As the sun sinks below the horizon, a sense of foreboding settles over the land like a shroud. In the fading light, the Steppe becomes a landscape of melancholy and mystery, where the boundaries between reality and illusion blur into obscurity.
This scene captures the haunting and atmospheric essence of the Steppe in the video game "Pathologic," where the landscape itself becomes a character in its own right, imbued with a sense of sorrow and despair that echoes through the ages.
The scene is inspired by the aesthetics of the video game "Pathologic."
Prompt: In the center are three African children, they wear traditional clothes, their hair is black and curly, they have brown eyes, the children sit around a campfire at the edge of their village and sing, one child plays a small drum, in the background is a steppe in which zebras camels and giraffes can be seen far in the background, on the horizon the sun sets slowly and is reflected red-golden in the hot sand, the atmosphere is peaceful and friendly.
Prompt: old abandoned industrial plant in the desolate steppe in Kazakhstan, a palette of grays and browns, cloudy sky, flashes of lightning, Carborundum, Collagraph, Drypoint, intaglio printmaking, collagraph print and gouache paint, texture, atmosphere, tonal depth, ethereal quality, perfect composition
The Plague emissaries walk across the Great Steppe
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1493 X 899
(1.34 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: The scene unfold in the Steppe, where the horizon stretches endlessly in all directions, blending seamlessly with the azure sky above. The air is thick with the scent of dust and dried grass, carried on the wind like a mournful lament.
Amidst the desolation, solitary figures trudge across the barren landscape. Cloaked in tattered garments that flutter in the breeze, they move with a slow, deliberate pace, their footsteps leaving faint impressions in the parched earth.
In the distance, the skeletal remains of long-abandoned structures rise from the plains like forgotten monuments to a bygone era. Their crumbling facades bear the scars of time and neglect, haunted by the echoes of past tragedies that linger in the air like a lingering curse.
The Steppe itself seems to pulse with a palpable sense of sorrow, as if the very land itself mourns the passing of days long gone. The grasses whisper secrets to those who would listen, their voices carrying the weight of untold suffering and despair.
As the sun sinks below the horizon, a sense of foreboding settles over the land like a shroud. In the fading light, the Steppe becomes a landscape of melancholy and mystery, where the boundaries between reality and illusion blur into obscurity.
This scene captures the haunting and atmospheric essence of the Steppe in the video game "Pathologic," where the landscape itself becomes a character in its own right, imbued with a sense of sorrow and despair that echoes through the ages.
The scene is inspired by the aesthetics of the video game "Pathologic."
Prompt: old abandoned building in the desolate steppe in Kazakhstan, tumbleweeds, cloudy sky, flashes of lightning, premonition of a storm, sense of uneasiness and abandonment, texture, atmosphere, tonal depth, ethereal quality, perfect composition
Prompt: In the heart of Eurasia, where the heavens kiss the earth,
Lies a boundless expanse of golden steppe, giving birth
To whispers of the wind and tales of ancient lore,
It's a land where nomads roam, forever to explore.
Majestic eagles soar high above the endless plain,
Their shadows dancing on the wilderness, free from restraint.
Silhouettes of horsemen race across the sunlit sea,
A symphony of hooves beating rhythmically.
Wildflowers bloom in splendor, painting the landscape anew,
Yellows, purples, reds, and blues, the color palette grew.
Snow-capped mountains stand as sentinels, guarding the land,
Protecting secrets held within their granite hand.
The steppe, a living canvas, shaped by the elements,
Enduring through time, its spirit never relents.
A place of beauty, strength, and resilience so grand,
This is the Kazakh Steppe, the heart of Central Asia's land.
Prompt: old abandoned industrial plant in the desolate steppe in Kazakhstan, tumbleweeds, cloudy sky, flashes of lightning, premonition of a storm, sense of uneasiness and abandonment, texture, atmosphere, tonal depth, ethereal quality, perfect composition
Prompt: In the heart of Eurasia, where the heavens kiss the earth,
Lies a boundless expanse of golden steppe, giving birth
To whispers of the wind and tales of ancient lore,
It's a land where nomads roam, forever to explore.
Majestic eagles soar high above the endless plain,
Their shadows dancing on the wilderness, free from restraint.
Silhouettes of horsemen race across the sunlit sea,
A symphony of hooves beating rhythmically.
Wildflowers bloom in splendor, painting the landscape anew,
Yellows, purples, reds, and blues, the color palette grew.
Snow-capped mountains stand as sentinels, guarding the land,
Protecting secrets held within their granite hand.
The steppe, a living canvas, shaped by the elements,
Enduring through time, its spirit never relents.
A place of beauty, strength, and resilience so grand,
This is the Kazakh Steppe, the heart of Central Asia's land.
Prompt: In the heart of Eurasia, where the heavens kiss the earth,
Lies a boundless expanse of golden steppe, giving birth
To whispers of the wind and tales of ancient lore,
It's a land where nomads roam, forever to explore.
Majestic eagles soar high above the endless plain,
Their shadows dancing on the wilderness, free from restraint.
Silhouettes of horsemen race across the sunlit sea,
A symphony of hooves beating rhythmically.
Wildflowers bloom in splendor, painting the landscape anew,
Yellows, purples, reds, and blues, the color palette grew.
Snow-capped mountains stand as sentinels, guarding the land,
Protecting secrets held within their granite hand.
The steppe, a living canvas, shaped by the elements,
Enduring through time, its spirit never relents.
A place of beauty, strength, and resilience so grand,
This is the Kazakh Steppe, the heart of Central Asia's land.
An Ode to the Kazakh Steppe (inspired by Fire Hot Indeed's work)
Model:
MirageMaker
Size:
1016 X 1016
(1.03 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: A majestic and highly detailed artwork that features an elderly, mythical figure reminiscent of Kazakh folklore. The character has a full head of wavy silver-grey hair and an equally flowing beard, eyes are closed in a serene expression. The skin is detailed with age, and the muscular build is visible beneath opulent, multicolored traditional robes adorned with intricate Kazakh national patterns. The figure is playing a large, stringed instrument Dombra. One hand plucks the strings while the other hand is positioned at the instrument's neck. The hands have detailed wrinkles and pronounced veins, signifying aged wisdom and strength, and the nails are long and well-maintained.
In the background is a Kazakhstan steppe, with the yurts and the low-sloped mountains.
The setting evokes a powerful scene as if the music played could be the reflection of the wisdom of past ages.
Prompt: old abandoned industrial building in the desolate steppe in Kazakhstan, tumbleweeds, cloudy sky, flashes of lightning, premonition of a storm, sense of uneasiness and abandonment, texture, atmosphere, tonal depth, ethereal quality, perfect composition
Prompt: old abandoned industrial plant in the desolate steppe in Kazakhstan, tumbleweeds, cloudy sky, flashes of lightning, premonition of a storm, sense of uneasiness and abandonment, texture, atmosphere, tonal depth, ethereal quality, perfect composition
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