#texturedwallfantasy

Where (A Time Not A Place)

• Model: FluX

• Size: 2280 X 2912 (6.64 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Mason jar full of secrets of past lives on an anciently antique kitchen table. Trapped within the Mason jar are people, places and things that are historic in Earth's past. Famous leaders, ancient monuments, and even early cave drawings depicting battles. Light shines down from the upper corner of the image with a slight glint of reflection of the window from where the light originates.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Heroic Ride: Caped Crusader on Wheels

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1448 X 824 (1.19 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Very detailed scenery of the Batman, riding Bicycle, delivering through the village
  • Using base image: Yes

Liesel is a small elf girl from the mountain elf race of Carleons.

• Model: FluX

• Size: 1536 X 1536 (2.36 MP)

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  • Prompt: A masterpiece of fantastic realism. Portrait of an unusually beautiful young alien girl with mixed features of a humanoid and insectoid. The girl has a hairstyle on a bang made of thick shiny black hair with a strong blue tint. The background white polished stone with red veins.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: A striking full-body photographic portrait inspired by the haunting vulnerability of W.B. Yeats' lines: "But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams." In the raw, rebellious style of Banksy, this image blends elegance with defiance, contrasting delicate human fragility against an unforgiving urban backdrop. The subject—a lone woman, draped in a tattered yet regal dress of ochre, gold, and bronze—stands barefoot on a cracked concrete floor, her shadow stretching behind her like an echo of unspoken words. Her expression is solemn yet intense, a silent challenge and plea intertwined, her gaze a mixture of longing and resilience. Her gown, luminous yet worn, shimmers against the raw, industrial setting, a paradox of softness and decay. Gold leaf and dust drift in the air around her, fragile as a dream unraveling in the cold daylight. Behind her, a faded, spray-painted mural of delicate, ghostly feathers spreads like broken wings, smeared and half-erased, as if someone tried to scrub out the last traces of hope. The words "TREAD SOFTLY" are stenciled on the wall, barely visible beneath the peeling paint, a whisper of the poem left to decay. The lighting is stark, with high-contrast shadows and bursts of warm, golden illumination, mimicking streetlight glow against rain-slicked pavement. Her bare feet press against the cracked earth, embodying the weight of vulnerability—of offering everything, knowing it may be destroyed. This piece captures the delicate balance between defiance and surrender, between the beauty of dreams and the danger of their destruction, a visual sonnet etched in grit, gold, and quiet rebellion.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide