#derelictbuilding

Victorious Spirit Amidst Urban Ruins

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1536 X 1536 (2.36 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: A young female character, possibly a schoolgirl, standing in front of a dilapidated building with broken windows. She is raising her arms in a defensive or surrendering gesture. Surrounding her are floating eyeballs with varying colors, and a ghostly figure can be seen behind her. Dark academia. In the style of Tillie Walden and Jordan Grimmer. The ground is strewn with leaves, suggesting it might be autumn. The overall atmosphere is eerie and suggests a horror or supernatural theme.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Bomb Disposal - (good training for a tense family gathering...)

• Model: Photonic

• Size: 1760 X 1136 (2.00 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: army bomb disposal expert defusing a partly dismanted explosive device with a visible timing mechanism in a derelict building
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Urban Decay: A Portrait of Resilience

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1352 X 760 (1.03 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: A young woman with short, messy orange hair stands by a partially open window, peering out into a desolate urban landscape. The background features dilapidated buildings with peeling paint and broken windows, suggesting a neglected neighborhood. The light from outside casts shadows across her face, enhancing her intense expression. She wears a fitted black jacket over a light-colored tank top, creating a contrast against the dark interior, while the atmosphere feels both mysterious and slightly eerie.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

Shadowed Beauty: A Captivating Moment

• Model: DreamForge

• Size: 1152 X 896 (1.03 MP)

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  • Prompt: The tyranny of deterioration Worries me that it's all just a waste of time Taking one step forward, two steps back Still I believe there's a breath through the thorns And I believe the summer's warm And I believe that it's ever bright beyond this black So keep holding on to hope without assurance Holding on to a memory of light But will the morning come? For all I know We'll never see the sun, but together we'll fight the long defeat Suffering that I see all around It's enough to keep me crashing down Till I, I'm wrecked and wreathing from these falls Still I believe there's a word in the wire And I believe there's a way through the fire And I, believe, there's a joy that blooms beyond these walls So keep holding on to hope without assurance Holding on to a memory of light But will the morning come? For all I know We'll never see the sun, but together we'll fight the long defeat
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape