Michael Savenko

The Succubus Poem

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: The Succubus A temptress born of midnight's lure, With sultry gaze and allure pure. A creature of seduction's art, She steals the soul and breaks the heart. Her form bewitching, a sensual sight, She haunts your dreams, your thoughts at night. Her lips like poison, her touch like fire, She stirs desire, a dark desire. She preys upon the longing heart, Her whispers, like a deadly dart. Her beauty masks her devil's soul, As she consumes, she takes her toll. A succubus, a creature rare, Her presence fills the air with flair. Her eyes that burn with a smoldering flame, A deadly beauty, an infernal game. Beware her charms, her wicked ways, For she will trap you in her gaze. Her seduction, a siren's call, She'll leave you breathless, enthralled. But heed this warning, if you dare, Beware the succubus' snare. For her embrace may feel divine, But her love is a perilous shrine.
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The Dullahan Poem

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: The Dullahan In the moonlit mist, a rider appears, A headless figure, that strikes with fears. A phantom horseman, so grim and dire, The Dullahan, a messenger of ire. With whip in hand, and a severed head, He roams the night, with footsteps dread. His horse's hooves, a thundering sound, As he gallops through the haunted ground. His head held high, by a bony hand, A lantern burning, a spectral brand. Its eerie light, a ghastly glow, A harbinger of death's cruel blow. The Dullahan seeks the souls of the dead, A grim reaper, with a vengeful tread. He calls out names, with a voice so dire, Those who hear it, feel ice inspire. Beware the Dullahan's spectral ride, His gaze, a terror that none can hide. For when he comes, it's time to go, A fate so grim, a final blow. So if you hear the hoofbeats near, And see the Dullahan's form appear, Pray for mercy, for your time is nigh, The Dullahan's visit, a chilling goodbye.
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The Siren Poem

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: A voice so sweet, a melody pure, The Siren's song, a lure to endure. Her voice carries far, over waves and tide, A captivating call, impossible to hide. With golden locks and eyes that gleam, The Siren's beauty, a mesmerizing theme. Her voice enchants, with words so smooth, A spellbinding charm, difficult to prove. Beware her song, for it is a trap, The Siren's call, a perilous map. Her voice, a seduction, to draw you near, Into the depths, where danger is severe. Her song may tempt, but it leads to peril, For the Siren's beauty, a deceptive feral. Her heart is cold, her intentions dire, Beware the Siren's call, and her mesmerizing fire. Stay vigilant, against her spell, For the Siren's lure, can cast a hell. Her voice may beckon, but stay steadfast, Against her enchantment, make your path. So, sailors heed, and sailors beware, The Siren's song, a danger rare. Stay true to course, and stay alert, Against the Siren's song, stay inert.
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The Mothra Poem

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: The mighty Mothra, creature grand, With wings that spanned the ocean's sand. Her colors vibrant, wings aglow, A majestic sight, a wondrous show. Her flight a dance, graceful and free, A symbol of hope for all to see. She battled monsters, fierce and bold, With strength and courage, never old. Her wrath unleashed, her power vast, A protector true, till the very last. Her love for Earth, unwavering true, A guardian fierce, with skies she'd pursue. So, fear not Mothra, friend to all, She'll answer when you hear her call. A beacon of hope, a force of light, She'll rise and fight, with all her might.
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pink darkness

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 736 X 800 (0.59 MP)

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  • Prompt: Carry me out of darkness, charcoal and wet ink.
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Untitled

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Silence painted by Caravaggio
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• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1285 X 1635 (2.10 MP)

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  • Prompt: self denied progress, the dissociation bellow, by mister cadaver
  • Upscale & Enhance: 2
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

Red sunset

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 928 X 608 (0.56 MP)

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  • Prompt: By Megan Duncanson & Jacek Yerka & Thomas Kinkade & Edvard Munch
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 60%)
  • Base image resolution: Default
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Fusion: Enslave Engulf Cuddle

• Model: Fusion*

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Enslave Engulf Cuddle
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Paradijsvogel

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1643 X 1278 (2.10 MP)

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  • Prompt: Hyper-detailed fantasy art frontal portrait of hairless reptilian-alien female warrior queen with intensely intricate gold filigree skin decorations with whimsical steampunk/cyberpunk overtones. Futuristic background.
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 70%)
  • Base image resolution: Default
  • Upscale & Enhance: 2

The North Carolina Beast of Bladenboro Poem

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: In the small town of Bladenboro, so serene, A beast stirred, causing quite a scene, With a fearsome growl and glowing eyes, The North Carolina Beast, a puzzling guise. Residents were baffled, perplexed and scared, As livestock vanished, leaving farmers impaired, The Beast of Bladenboro, elusive and sly, A mystery that made the whole town sigh. Descriptions varied, from large to small, A creature unknown, a cryptid for all, Was it a panther, a dog, or something unknown? The Beast of Bladenboro, a puzzle to be shown. Tracks were found, but the truth remained veiled, As the town pondered, debated and wailed, A legend was born, a tale to tell, Of the elusive Beast, a puzzling spell. Though sightings faded, the story remains, A mystery that still lingers and sustains, In Bladenboro's history, a legend thrives, The Beast of Bladenboro, with mysterious lives.
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a girl in an evening dress

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 992 X 1024 (1.02 MP)

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  • Prompt: girl in evening dress, sequins,sequins, beads
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 50%)
  • Base image resolution: Default
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0

Sittin' On The Dock Poem

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: Sittin' on the dock, so calm and still, With the setting sun, a fiery thrill. The water's lullaby, a gentle song, As I reflect, and ponder long. The waves dance softly, a soothing rhyme, As I let go of worries, one by one, in time. The sky painted with hues of gold and red, A moment of peace, where worries are shed. Sittin' on the dock, in quiet solitude, Feeling gratitude for nature's endless mood. A moment of stillness, a pause from the race, A chance to find solace in this tranquil place. The world fades away, as I sit and reflect, In nature's embrace, I find perfect respect. Sittin' on the dock, a moment so sweet, A symphony of serenity, a blissful retreat.
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Portrait Patterns Poem

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 2238 X 2238 (5.01 MP)

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  • Prompt: Girl with magnificent hair in the style of Klimt
  • Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 30%)
  • Base image resolution: Default
  • Upscale & Enhance: 5

The Minnesota Wendigo Poem

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: In Minnesota's winter, a chilling tale, Of a creature that's feared, a creature so pale. The Wendigo roams with hunger deep, A legend that haunts, even in sleep. With antlers twisted and eyes aglow, Its icy breath chills the hearts below. A cannibalistic creature of lore, Feeding on flesh, a legend to abhor. The Wendigo's hunger, insatiable and dire, Leaving a trail of fear, like a frozen fire. Its wail echoes through the northern woods, A creature feared, in misunderstood. Is it a myth or a real-life dread? A cautionary tale, of a creature unfed. The Minnesota Wendigo, a legend told, A chilling mystery, both ancient and bold.
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The Oklahoma Octopus Poem

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: In the depths of Oklahoma's lake, A creature lurks, a fearsome ache. With tentacles that reach so wide, The Oklahoma octopus, a legend to abide. Its suction cups, sharp and strong, Can pull you down, where you belong. Its eyes aglow in the murky deep, A mystery that makes you creep. Some claim it's just a tall tale, A myth that's grown, a thrilling sail. But those who've felt its slimy grip, Know the Oklahoma octopus, it's no mere slip. Beware the waters, dark and deep, Where the octopus may silently creep. For in Oklahoma, a legend's told, Of a creature mysterious and bold.
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The West Virginia Mothman Poem

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: The West Virginia Mothman
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  • Aspect Ratio: landscape