Antonio Chiera

Friendly Little Troll

• Model: Realismo

• Size: 1080 X 1920 (2.07 MP)

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  • Prompt: He’s a big, friendly-looking cartoon troll drawn with bold, clean lines and simple shapes — the kind of character that reads instantly as warm and harmless. His body is blocky and rounded: broad shoulders that slope into a thick, barrel chest and a soft, slightly protruding belly. Limbs are chunky and squat; his arms hang low and end in large, mitten-like hands with short fingers, while his legs are short in proportion to his torso, giving him a solid, grounded silhouette. His face is wide and blunt-jawed, with a prominent squared chin and a small, rounded snub nose. Eyes are small and set close together above full cheeks, with heavy eyelids that lend a mellow, easygoing expression. A simple, content smile and minimal line-work around the mouth keep his look friendly rather than fierce. Ears are small and rounded, almost tucked into the sides of his head. Hair is stylized and playful: a chunky topknot or tuft tied up at the crown with a leaf stuck into it like a whimsical accessory. his skin is furry, soft yellow
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait_tall

Flower Vessel in a Golden Desert Sky

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: ornate alien Martian land ship with sails in the style of Ray Bradbury, sailing across the desert of Mars. ( Martian sand-ships in Ray Bradbury's novel the Martian Chronicles - Appearance & Atmosphere Azure sails: Bradbury describes a dozen tall vessels, each with sails the deep blue of “cobalt butterflies,” drifting silently on the sands Vessel bodies: According to model conceptualizations inspired by the text, you can imagine sleek, emerald‑green hulls with razor‑sharp prows and pale, moon‑white tillers—almost petal‑like in design. - From the Text – Dramatic Scenes Bradbury paints vivid scenes: “There! The wind hurled the sand ship keening over the dead sea‑bottom, over long‑buried crystals, past upended pillars, past deserted docks of marble and brass, past dead white chess cities…” This evokes a mystical journey across an ancient Martian seabed, where remnants of a lost civilization lie buried beneath dust. - Symbolism & Effect Remembrance of the past: The sand‑ships are silent monuments to extinct Martian grandeur—reminders of a civilization reduced to ruins. Beauty amid desolation: The contrast between the fragile, floating ships and the barren red wasteland underscores Bradbury’s lyrical approach—finding grace even in decay. Atmospheric presence: Described as floating like ghosts or smoke, the ships heighten the eerie and melancholic tone of the scene. - Why They Matter Visual poetry: The imagery is less about mechanics and more about mood—sand‑ships drift serenely, capturing both loss and wonder. Literary anchor: In a novel built on snapshots, this memorable scene showcases Bradbury’s gift for weaving mythic symbolism into a futuristic setting. In short: the Martian sand‑ships are graceful, ghostlike vessels with cobalt sails and sharp metallic husks, drifting across Mars' empty seas of dust. They symbolize the planet’s extinct glory and evoke a powerful, elegiac mood that lingers long after the passage. -- airbrush art, Marvel Comics, storybook illustration, poster art, landscape, fantasy, sci-fi, steampunk
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Retro-Futuristic Robot in Colorful Cityscape

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 720 X 1280 (0.92 MP)

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  • Prompt: the royal city on an alien world in the style of royal Amsterdam palaces Stephen Hillenburg Kelly Freas renaissance painting complex detailed ethereal hyper detailed holographic infinity light dust fantasy sci-fi dystopian futuristic retro futurism. gilded. in the style of Jodorowsky
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait_tall

We will, we will rock you

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: 3 excited cute little red imps with horns and a pointy tail playing in a heavy metal band, one carrying a big bass electric guitar, another sings loudly into microphone and the other playing a the drums
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Aye, aye, oh, shake your foundations

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: 3 excited cute little red imps with horns and a pointy tail playing in a heavy metal band, one carrying a big bass electric guitar, another sings loudly into microphone and the other playing a the drums
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Welcome to the jungle, we got fun and games

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: 3 excited cute little red imps with horns and a pointy tail playing in a heavy metal band, one carrying a big bass electric guitar, another sings loudly into microphone and the other playing a the drums
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Hey, Leader, strike up the band!

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: 3 excited cute little red imps with horns and a pointy tail playing in a marching band, one carrying a big bass drum
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Round Midnight

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: 3 excited cute little red imps with horns and a pointy tail playing in a Jazz band
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Daughter of the Storm

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: epic composition, Wendy Corduroy from the cartoon 'Gravity Falls' as a fantasy barbarian teenager carrying a battle axe, by Tim Hildebrandt, slim redhead warrior women with freckles, in style of mike savad”, , sergey zabelin, cavewoman, luis ricardo falero, portrait, style of tim hildebrandt, retro and fantasy style, tom bagshaw and sabbas apterus, hercules, david a, manowar album cover
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

The Last Outpost of Humanity in a Dying Future

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: I beheld a chamber so prodigious in its dimensions that even the grand arena of ancient Rome, that colossus of human pride, seemed by comparison a mere child’s amphitheater—this was no construction of man. It was an abyssal vault hewn from the heart of the earth itself, from stone that bore the hue of dried blood mingled with rust, red-brown and bruised by ages. The air within held a silent gravity, a reverent dread, as though it had not been disturbed for millennia, as though the rock itself breathed solemnity and secrecy. The walls, irregular and coarse as if gnawed by time or claw, soared up into a vaulted gloom from which no light source could be seen, yet all was faintly illumined by some uncanny phosphorescence, as if the very stone exhaled a corpse-light. Within this cyclopean crypt stood row upon row of vast contrivances—engines, wombs, tombs—at first glance resembling titanic kettles forged of burnished copper. Each was as large as a farmer’s cart, and in their rounded, burnished flanks were set thickened panes of green glass, warped with age and pressure, their surface dulled by time and yet betraying, through that murky translucence, the unthinkable contents within. Suspended in each vat—no, entombed—floated a figure. And these were not the forms of men, though their silhouettes hinted at some dreadful parody of the human shape. They were tall, impossibly slender, and their limbs held a grace not born of our world. Each bore long, curling horns that arced like question marks from brows too wide, too silent. Their visages were masks of tranquil beauty, a beauty that stirred revulsion—perfect, serene, and wholly alien. Their eyes remained closed, though even in slumber there seemed a watching, a knowing, as though their dreams crept outward in invisible tendrils. They hung in fluid stasis, swathed in a gelatinous medium the color of jaundiced emeralds, and though their chests did not rise, a sense of growth—a slow, unnatural becoming—thrummed in the silence. From the base of each metallic womb extended thick brass pipes, organ-like, which slithered across the floor like serpents caught mid-coil, and rose in winding tangles toward the unseen ceiling. There they formed a congested canopy of conduits, an intricate forest of gleaming limbs, forming a web of alchemical and perhaps spiritual intercourse between the vessels. It was as if the room itself was a great lung or mind, every pipe a nerve, every join a pulse point. From the seams and fissures of this grotesque machinery there wept a fluid. It fell in heavy drops—green, slow-moving, and gemlike—as if the very lifeblood of this monstrous nursery condensed in sorrowful beads. Upon striking the stone, the drops crystallized instantly into jagged pearls of ichor, each one humming with a quiet menace, as though storing whispers. I dared not touch them. There was a sanctity to the place, a wicked reverence. My soul trembled with the recognition that I stood not within a laboratory or temple, but in some terrible confluence of both—a genesis chamber for the gods of a forgotten pantheon, or the unborn nightmares of a race long buried beneath the earth. The silence pressed upon me, thick and alive. And in that silence, I felt the great room breathe.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Remembering Ray Bradbury's Martian Land Ships in the Red Desert

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: ornate alien Martian land ship with sails in the style of Ray Bradbury, sailing across the desert of Mars. ( Martian sand-ships in Ray Bradbury's novel the Martian Chronicles - Appearance & Atmosphere Azure sails: Bradbury describes a dozen tall vessels, each with sails the deep blue of “cobalt butterflies,” drifting silently on the sands Vessel bodies: According to model conceptualizations inspired by the text, you can imagine sleek, emerald‑green hulls with razor‑sharp prows and pale, moon‑white tillers—almost petal‑like in design. - From the Text – Dramatic Scenes Bradbury paints vivid scenes: “There! The wind hurled the sand ship keening over the dead sea‑bottom, over long‑buried crystals, past upended pillars, past deserted docks of marble and brass, past dead white chess cities…” This evokes a mystical journey across an ancient Martian seabed, where remnants of a lost civilization lie buried beneath dust. - Symbolism & Effect Remembrance of the past: The sand‑ships are silent monuments to extinct Martian grandeur—reminders of a civilization reduced to ruins. Beauty amid desolation: The contrast between the fragile, floating ships and the barren red wasteland underscores Bradbury’s lyrical approach—finding grace even in decay. Atmospheric presence: Described as floating like ghosts or smoke, the ships heighten the eerie and melancholic tone of the scene. - Why They Matter Visual poetry: The imagery is less about mechanics and more about mood—sand‑ships drift serenely, capturing both loss and wonder. Literary anchor: In a novel built on snapshots, this memorable scene showcases Bradbury’s gift for weaving mythic symbolism into a futuristic setting. In short: the Martian sand‑ships are graceful, ghostlike vessels with cobalt sails and sharp metallic husks, drifting across Mars' empty seas of dust. They symbolize the planet’s extinct glory and evoke a powerful, elegiac mood that lingers long after the passage. -- airbrush art, Marvel Comics, storybook illustration, poster art, landscape, fantasy, sci-fi, steampunk
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Mystical Guardian by the Turbulent River

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: in Hell a bald, naked, Middle Eastern Cyclops (One eyed Giant) sits aside the stone bridge he has built over a wild rive of black water and crashing waves. the hills around him and his bridge are jagged rocks without grass or trees on them. the sky is full of angry storm clouds with a tint of red to them. there is sweat on his skin. he has a sinister lustful expression on his face as he looks at the viewer. - illustration in the style of Brothers Hildebrandt
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Flight of Fancy on Mars

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: ornate alien Martian land ship with sails in the style of Ray Bradbury, sailing across the desert of Mars. ( Martian sand-ships in Ray Bradbury's novel the Martian Chronicles - Appearance & Atmosphere Azure sails: Bradbury describes a dozen tall vessels, each with sails the deep blue of “cobalt butterflies,” drifting silently on the sands Vessel bodies: According to model conceptualizations inspired by the text, you can imagine sleek, emerald‑green hulls with razor‑sharp prows and pale, moon‑white tillers—almost petal‑like in design. - From the Text – Dramatic Scenes Bradbury paints vivid scenes: “There! The wind hurled the sand ship keening over the dead sea‑bottom, over long‑buried crystals, past upended pillars, past deserted docks of marble and brass, past dead white chess cities…” This evokes a mystical journey across an ancient Martian seabed, where remnants of a lost civilization lie buried beneath dust. - Symbolism & Effect Remembrance of the past: The sand‑ships are silent monuments to extinct Martian grandeur—reminders of a civilization reduced to ruins. Beauty amid desolation: The contrast between the fragile, floating ships and the barren red wasteland underscores Bradbury’s lyrical approach—finding grace even in decay. Atmospheric presence: Described as floating like ghosts or smoke, the ships heighten the eerie and melancholic tone of the scene. - Why They Matter Visual poetry: The imagery is less about mechanics and more about mood—sand‑ships drift serenely, capturing both loss and wonder. Literary anchor: In a novel built on snapshots, this memorable scene showcases Bradbury’s gift for weaving mythic symbolism into a futuristic setting. In short: the Martian sand‑ships are graceful, ghostlike vessels with cobalt sails and sharp metallic husks, drifting across Mars' empty seas of dust. They symbolize the planet’s extinct glory and evoke a powerful, elegiac mood that lingers long after the passage. -- airbrush art, Marvel Comics, storybook illustration, poster art, landscape, fantasy, sci-fi, steampunk
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

The Kettle King - A Childhood Nightmare

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: an unclothed, tall, thin, blue demon with the head of a grinning owl sitting on a tall wooden chair in the ruins of Hell. He wears a brass cooking pot atop his head and copper kettles on his feet like shoes. the sky behind him is leaden as if a storm is coming
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

The Whimsical Rural Giant of the Rustic Realm

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: a rag-tag, dim looking young country giant (a bit comical looking) (He does not have a bead, he has a strong chin and a heavy brow), bare foot, dressed in home-made armor he has made from farm equipment (water barrels, ploughs, parts of grain carts) , in a heroic pose in the style of Brian Froud. He is like a living cartoon character
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Troll Girl by the Enchanted River

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: in the style of a fairytale woodcut - the red haired half human daughter of the bridge troll sits under her father's bridge smiling with a cheeky grin. she has freckles on her cheeks and a playful nature. (full figure in picture) she is tall and gangly but in a cute way, she has large pointed ears and green skin. there are aspects of the troll about her, like fur on her shoulders, but not enough of the troll to make her ugly. Towering cliffs and the rough stone bridge create a magical backdrop.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Charming Goblin Girl in Fantasy Realm

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: in the style of a fairytale woodcut - the red haired half human daughter of the bridge troll sits under her father's bridge smiling with a cheeky grin. she has freckles on her cheeks and a playful nature. (full figure in picture) she is tall and gangly but in a cute way, she has large pointed ears and green skin. there are aspects of the troll about her, like fur on her shoulders, but not enough of the troll to make her ugly. Towering cliffs and the rough stone bridge create a magical backdrop.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Titan of the Wheat Fields

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: a rag-tag, dim looking young country giant (a bit comical looking) (He does not have a beard, he has a strong chin and a heavy brow), bare foot, dressed in home-made armor he has made from farm equipment (water barrels, ploughs, parts of grain carts) , in a heroic pose in the style of Brian Froud. He is like a living cartoon character
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

'It's Fireworks Day,' Cried the Happy Little Imp

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: fantasy illustration in the style of The Brothers Hildebrandt - cute, shapely, little flirty female red imp with horns and a pointy tail gleefully playing with fireworks
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Sassy Imp and the Magic of Fireworks

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: fantasy illustration in the style of The Brothers Hildebrandt - cute, shapely, very busty, little flirty female red imp with horns and a pointy tail, gleefully playing with fireworks
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square