Desert Chronicles: The Vowed silent Knight's Quest
Model:
DreamForge
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768 X 768
(0.59 MP)
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Prompt: A sad, broken, abandoned, anthropomorphic rusty armored preist with peeling paint on his armor snd sheild and Oxidized copper patina on the armor and sheild, is standing alone, holding a book in his hand, looking off across all the empty land of grass and buttes interspersed with boulders. Subtle bokeh effects.
The entire composition exudes an aura of grief and loss, with an intense focus on texture, dynamic pose capturing despair. Unframed. Strong earthy colors.
Prompt: dense woodland swamp with eerie beauty of swamp flowers with the menacing presence of a Leshy (a Russian forest spirit or goblin) to evoke a sense of horror and foreboding.
Swamp Setting: A dense, dark woodland with tall, gnarled trees whose twisted branches form a canopy above. A murky swamp with patches of water reflecting the dark, overcast sky. Mist or fog hovering low over the ground, adding to the mysterious and eerie atmosphere.
Bright, contrasting swamp flowers blooming in unexpected places, their vibrant colors standing out against the dark, gloomy background.
Include water lilies, ghostly white blossoms, and other exotic swamp flowers that add an unsettling beauty to the scene.
Leshy (Russian Goblin): A menacing Leshy, with a towering, humanoid form covered in moss, bark, and foliage, blending seamlessly with the forest environment. Glowing eyes peering through the darkness, and elongated limbs that appear both humanoid and tree-like.
The Leshy should be depicted in a threatening pose, perhaps emerging from the shadows or reaching out with long, gnarled fingers.
Atmosphere: A dark and foreboding atmosphere, with muted lighting that creates deep shadows and highlights the contrast between the bright flowers and the dark swamp.The air should feel heavy and oppressive, with an almost tangible sense of danger and unease. Small, unsettling details like twisted roots, decaying vegetation, and ominous shapes lurking in the background.
Horror Elements: Subtle hints of the Leshy's presence throughout the scene, such as claw marks on trees, disturbed ground, or ghostly whispers in the air. An overall sense of movement and tension, as if the Leshy could strike at any moment, keeping viewers on edge.
This prompt aims to blend the eerie beauty of a swamp with the chilling presence of a Leshy, creating a scene that is both captivating and terrifying. By John Jude Palencar
Prompt: A massive goliath humanoid seven or 8 feet tall. anthropomorphic Stranger looms in a foggy, forested landscape, its scales detailed in shades of black and gray, creating an ominous atmosphere.
Prompt: Epic picture in the style of icon painting: An elegant and graceful red-haired warrior girl in Warhammer 40000 armor, radiating courage and confidence, holding a matching blaster in her hand, a pile of skulls under her feet
Prompt: A winding path to the interior of the psyche. An old, narrow general store whose walls and floor are composed of the roots and leaves of the world tree. The smell of delicious fruits, tea and herbal medicines. A cheerful, warm moment. Open windows overlooking the jungle and abundant light. Tropical houseplants and dried herbs. Facing the cheerful street. Detailed and superbly crafted oil paintings in the Pieter de Hooch style. Trees in the back courtyard. this is a high elven house
Prompt: A winding path to the interior of the psyche. An old, narrow general store whose walls and floor are composed of the roots and leaves of the world tree. The smell of delicious fruits, tea and herbal medicines. A cheerful, warm moment. Open windows overlooking the jungle and abundant light. Tropical houseplants and dried herbs. Facing the cheerful street. Detailed and superbly crafted oil paintings in the Pieter de Hooch style. Trees in the back courtyard. this is a high elven house
Prompt: A general store somewhere in early 20th century Eastern Europe. Art Nouveau. Inside the curving store, wooden shelves with jars of pickles, bags of powder, canned goods, and boxed household items. A poster announcing a circus in the store. Outside, a beautiful walkway with magnificent fruit trees and a beautiful white fence is visible. A bright oil painting with a slightly blurred atmosphere in the style of Manet. Dynamic brushstrokes and colorful fauvism. Sunlight.
Prompt: a migrants veiw of myst port as they enter the bay on the deck of a boat. myst port has {extremely tall buildings, buildings getting taller the farther you get in the city, buildins built so tall that they rise until they go above the clouds.} in between the buildins are {elevated roads, elevated trains, walking bridges, ledges, and ramps going between levels so the paths are all connected} all reflecting on the water
Prompt: hyper photorealistic 3D image of a highly fragmented bronze sculpture depicting a cowboy riding a buckingbronco. The sculpture is more fragmented, with noticeable breaks and missing pieces, yet still capturing the dynamic motion of the cowboy and horse. The intricate textures on the bronze are emphasized, and the scene is set against a neutral background to highlight the artistry of the sculpture. 300dpi and 8k resolution., 3d render, cinematic, poster, vibrant, wildlife photography, conceptual art
A Family Monument to Jayden Von Feltzen and his Horse Destiny
Model:
MirageMaker
Size:
896 X 704
(0.63 MP)
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Prompt: hyper photorealistic 3D image of a highly fragmented bronze sculpture depicting a cowboy riding a buckingbronco. The sculpture is more fragmented, with noticeable breaks and missing pieces, yet still capturing the dynamic motion of the cowboy and horse. The intricate textures on the bronze are emphasized, and the scene is set against a neutral background to highlight the artistry of the sculpture. 300dpi and 8k resolution., 3d render, cinematic, poster, vibrant, wildlife photography, conceptual art
Prompt: Epic picture in the style of icon painting: An elegant and graceful red-haired warrior girl in Warhammer 40000 armor, radiating courage and confidence, holding a matching blaster in her hand, a pile of skulls under her feet
Prompt: souless frightening woman A stunning depiction of a mysteriously powerful spiritual human, characterized as a mighty and exquisitely scary and crazy beautiful woman. She symbolizing insane quiet strength and spiritual dearh. The atmosphere exudes a deadly romantic impressionism blended with nature core elements, set against a swirling night sky, her eye are hyper-realistic. This hyper-realistic matte painting masterpiece is rendered in 8k resolution, blending hyper surrealism with intricate, ultra believable details. A close-up black-and-white portrait focuses on her curious expression, enhanced by exaggerated layers clown makeup. Her long flowing bright ruby-red fiery hair is streaked with silvery white streaks, while she wears tattered and torn white linen off the shoulder rags, creating a contrast. The mood of the scene captures a haunting blend of Stephen King-themed horror with a spiritual undertone on a black background.
In the style of: Tyler Jacobson, Gerald Brom, Yoshitoshi, Tsukioka, Hokusai.
Prompt: criminally insane woman beautiful in the past but not now souless frightening woman A stunning depiction of a mysteriously powerful spiritual human, characterized as a mighty and exquisitely scary and crazy beautiful woman. She symbolizing insane quiet strength and spiritual dearh. The atmosphere exudes a deadly romantic impressionism blended with nature core elements, set against a swirling night sky, her eye are hyper-realistic. This hyper-realistic matte painting masterpiece is rendered in 8k resolution, blending hyper surrealism with intricate, ultra believable details. A close-up black-and-white portrait focuses on her curious expression, enhanced by exaggerated layers clown makeup. Her long flowing bright ruby-red fiery hair is streaked with silvery white streaks, while she wears tattered and torn white linen off the shoulder rags, creating a contrast. The mood of the scene captures a haunting blend of Stephen King-themed horror with a spiritual undertone on a black background.
In the style of: Tyler Jacobson, Gerald Brom, Yoshitoshi, Tsukioka, Hokusai.
Prompt: fantasy City part of a large keep. old, Jean-Baptiste Monge style, Anton Pieck style watercolor, ink. Picturesque and colorful. Bright colors of an old city that once was the most beautiful in the world. the buildings are taller than the clouds and more magical than the elves
Prompt: fantasy City part of a large keep. old, Jean-Baptiste Monge style, Anton Pieck style watercolor, ink. Picturesque and colorful. Bright colors of an old city that once was the most beautiful in the world. the buildings are taller than the clouds and more magical than the elves
Prompt: fantasy City part of a large keep. old, Jean-Baptiste Monge style, Anton Pieck style watercolor, ink. Picturesque and colorful. Bright colors of an old city that once was the most beautiful in the world. the buildings are taller than the clouds and more magical than the elves
Prompt: fantasy City part of a large keep. old, Jean-Baptiste Monge style, Anton Pieck style watercolor, ink. Picturesque and colorful. Bright colors of an old city that once was the most beautiful in the world. the buildings are taller than the clouds and more magical than the elves
Prompt: Kharak Brightscale
As you approach, a dragonborn with shimmering golden scales catches your eye. Kharak stands confidently in the marketplace, his arm glowing softly as he speaks to the spirits around him, and you can't help but feel a sense of warmth radiating from him, as if his presence promises healing and hope.
Kharak is a revered healer in the bustling town of Emberhollow, known not just for his potent potions and restorative magic but also for his ability to commune with the spirits of the land. What sets him apart from others in his profession is his unique ability to use ancient dragonborn techniques that incorporate both spiritual and physical healing, a skill passed down from generation to generation in his family.
Currently, Kharak is at the town's central marketplace, eager to share his knowledge and find adventurers in need of assistance. He has been particularly active these days, hoping to gather allies for an expedition into the treacherous Whispering Woods to uncover a rare herb rumored to amplify healing capabilities, motivated by a deep commitment to aid his ailing mentor.
Kharak has a distinct shimmering golden scale along his right arm that ripples with light whenever he performs magic. He often rubs this scale as he focuses on spells, creating a mesmerizing pattern that captivates onlookers, while occasionally speaking softly to himself, as if consulting the spirits before he acts.
Despite his outward calmness, Kharak harbors a deep-seated fear of failing to live up to his family's legacy. He secretly grapples with the shame of once losing a patient due to his inexperience, which drives him to seek out powerful herbs, believing they may restore his confidence as a healer
Prompt: The city rose on low hills, like steps climbing to a center. Another wall encircled that center, shining pure white and running over the hills. Inside that were even more towers and domes, white and gold and purple, their elevation atop the hills making them seem to look down on the rest of Caemlyn. Rand thought that must be the Inner City of which Bunt had spoken.
The Caemlyn Road itself changed as soon as it was inside the city, becoming a wide boulevard, split down the middle by broad strips of grass and trees. The grass was brown and the tree branches bare, but people hurried by as if they saw nothing unusual, laughing, talking, arguing, doing all the things that people do. Just as if they had no idea that there had been no spring yet this year and might be none. They did not see, Rand realized, could not or would not. Their eyes slid away from leafless branches, and they walked across the dead and dying grass without once looking down. What they did not see, they could ignore; what they did not see was not really there.
Prompt: Outside the great wall, buildings clustered as if every town he had passed through had been gathered and set down there, sidebyside and all pushed together. Inns thrust their upper stories above the tile roofs of houses, and squat warehouses, broad and windowless, shouldered against them all. Red brick and gray stone and plastered white, jumbled and mixed together, they spread as far as the eye could see. Baerlon could have vanished into it without being noticed, and Whitebridge swallowed up twenty times over with hardly a ripple.
And the wall itself. The sheer, fiftyfoot height of pale gray stone, streaked with silver and white, swept out in a great circle, curving to north and south till he wondered how far it must run. All along its length towers rose, round and standing high above the wall's own height, redandwhite banners whipping in the wind atop each one. From inside the wall other towers peeked out, slender towers even taller than those at the walls, and domes gleaming white and gold in the sun. A thousand stories had painted cities in his mind, the great cities of kings and queens, of thrones and powers and legends, and Caemlyn fit into those minddeep pictures as water fits into a jug.
Prompt: Outside the great wall, buildings clustered as if every town he had passed through had been gathered and set down there, sidebyside and all pushed together. Inns thrust their upper stories above the tile roofs of houses, and squat warehouses, broad and windowless, shouldered against them all. Red brick and gray stone and plastered white, jumbled and mixed together, they spread as far as the eye could see. Baerlon could have vanished into it without being noticed, and Whitebridge swallowed up twenty times over with hardly a ripple.
And the wall itself. The sheer, fiftyfoot height of pale gray stone, streaked with silver and white, swept out in a great circle, curving to north and south till he wondered how far it must run. All along its length towers rose, round and standing high above the wall's own height, redandwhite banners whipping in the wind atop each one. From inside the wall other towers peeked out, slender towers even taller than those at the walls, and domes gleaming white and gold in the sun. A thousand stories had painted cities in his mind, the great cities of kings and queens, of thrones and powers and legends, and Caemlyn fit into those minddeep pictures as water fits into a jug.Half a dozen of the Queen's Guards stood at the gates, their clean redandwhite tabards and burnished plateandmail a sharp contrast to most of the people streaming under the stone arch. Backs rigid and heads straight, they eyed the incomers with disdainful wariness. It was plain they would just as soon have turned away most of those coming in. Aside from keeping a way clear for traffic leaving the city, though, and having a hard word with those who tried to push too fast, they did not hinder anyone
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
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