Prompt: Give me a break in the water walls Crack the stars from the dying halls Give me a fractured twist in the dark Flood my Holland with the falling stars
Prompt: Give me a break in the water walls Crack the stars from the dying halls Give me a fractured twist in the dark Flood my Holland with the falling stars
Prompt: A mystical moonlit seascape, a ghostly schooner adrift, ethereal dragon-shaped clouds, celestial oceans in turmoil, starry shroud of froth, haunting hourhand marking Doll Molly's fate, weeping night birds, scales of justice in motion, knife slipping ominously, dark figure lurking in shadows, silence enveloping Doll Molly, soulless ship sailing towards stars, sins drowning in darkness, hellbent pirate moon, enigmatic cloud-swimming dragon, hidden body shrouded in stars.
Prompt: Skyships sailing through a mystical sky, colossal bone and whale road below, dark and vast seas underneath, velvet bows dipping into the deep, ethereal fantasy scene, intricate ship designs, magical atmosphere, surreal colors of midnight blues, purples, and silver, glowing orbs lighting the way, intricate details, high-resolution, digital art, ArtStation.
Prompt: There are rolling waves beneath an endless sky of stars. Within the iridescent sea is a woman’s face, pale and ghostly, translucent and white. Her glowing blue eyes stare up from the depths of the sea, all pain and sadness and tears and fear in her eyes. The horizon is hemmed with clouds and there is a blue mists glow about her.
Prompt: The valley green was so serene
In the middle ran a stream so blue
A maiden fair in despair
Once had met her true love there and she told him
She would say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose"
Her eyes believed in mysteries
She would lay amongst the leaves of amber
Her spirit wild, heart of a child yet gentle still
And quiet and mild and he loved her
When she would say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose
Ghost of a rose"
When all was done, she turned to run
Dancing to the setting sun as he watched her
And ever more he thought he saw
A glimpse of her upon the moors forever
He'd hear her say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose"
Prompt: The valley green was so serene
In the middle ran a stream so blue
A maiden fair in despair
Once had met her true love there and she told him
She would say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose"
Her eyes believed in mysteries
She would lay amongst the leaves of amber
Her spirit wild, heart of a child yet gentle still
And quiet and mild and he loved her
When she would say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose
Ghost of a rose"
When all was done, she turned to run
Dancing to the setting sun as he watched her
And ever more he thought he saw
A glimpse of her upon the moors forever
He'd hear her say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose"
Prompt: A dark and eerie wizard's study in a high fantasy setting, illuminated by a dim, otherworldly greenish glow. The room is filled with shadowy corners, dusty bookshelves stacked with ancient tomes, glowing magical artifacts, and glass containers holding strange swirling substances. The wooden furniture is ornately carved with sinister motifs, and a grand desk is cluttered with scrolls, quills, and maps. Mysterious runes flicker faintly on the stone walls, and a faint mist creeps along the floor, adding an ominous atmosphere. At the center, a flickering enchanted orb floats above a blackened pedestal, radiating an unsettling power. The room feels alive, cloaked in an air of solitude and dark magic.
Prompt: Song of the Sister Souls
Two sisters sought a star
To mend their broken hearts
And straying to the depths
They fell while angels wept
One lost soul, one lost sight
Starting to the edge of the desert’s night
Ahh, Torva, Torva is the way
Torva, for the lost Sister Souls
The Lost Soul flew up to the heights
Away from the place where dead waters sigh
And searching for a sister the other went blond
Leaving fertile shores behind
Ahh, Torva is the way
Torva for the lost Sister Souls
Prompt: Mysterious old man with a tale to tell, worn face with deep wrinkles, tattered cloak billowing, shadowy alleyways, dimly lit gas lamps, cobblestone streets, eerie moonlight, hidden secrets in the darkness, abandoned buildings with boarded windows, faint whispers in the wind, forgotten memories, dusty old books, cryptic symbols on the walls, a glimpse of a dark horse in the mist, surreal dreamscape, surrealistic elements, haunting atmosphere, surreal color palette of deep blues, purples, and blacks, dramatic lighting casting long shadows, enigmatic narrative, poetic and cryptic, digital painting, intricate details, by an artist with a flair for the mysterious and dreamlike, ArtStation. This is a cover for a song, a dark country song. Song about cultural heritage being lost and stolen.
I asked the old man
Mister, where have you been?
Wand’rin’ the hours
Stretching from dark til dawn?
Behind those closed doors,
Tell me, what secret’s kept?
Down under the rug
Where the skeleton’s swept?
Through the streets the old man goes
He keeps stories no one knows
The silent screams and delirious dreams
And secrets stolen from the Old Road
He turned to tell me,
“Foolish Child, bit yer tongue”
And don’t ye ask why
Nor what I’m runnin’ from
There’s a Dark Horse
Callin’ from the Old Road
Where they emptied graves
Of the secrets they stole
Through the streets the old man goes
He keeps stories no one knows
The silent screams and delirious dreams
And secrets stolen from the Old Road
Best stay in the dark
They have erased my past
Hid the evidence
So I cannot look back
Buried in their lies
Kept by halls of time
The stolen truth now
Out of sight, out of mind
Secrets untold, stories unfold
The Dark Horse comin’ down the Old Road
Run for your soul…
I asked the old man
Where have you been?
Before I knew it,
He was gone
Prompt: Prologue
Sing an ode to the seasons turn
A trail of bloodlust fervor
And dance to the tune of night
Where the rivers speak of red summers
Here’s an ode to the dying words
Forgotten now through time
A prophecy, an elegy
Must now in darkness climb
And here’s an ode to the riddle of doors
Near the mountainside
Where fear fulfilled, blood was spilled
And wash our dark collide
Here’s an ode to worlds of glass
Beyond the fractures deep
The righteous there are waiting
To wake again from sleep
And now an ode to all once lost
To hearts ready to break
Behold, your love is sleeping
In time, all things will wake
Here’s an ode to silent tears
All who in darkness died
The morning dawns a new hope
To rise when worlds collide
Last an ode to brokenness
And scars buried deep
There’s beauty in the fractures
Where God his people keeps
Prompt: Oil on canvas. Wonderful beautiful princess, brunette, trees and castle in the background, shiny lips, glossy eyes. Shining gold ornaments on luxurious clothing, combination of layering, glazing, and scumbling techniques, mastery of chiaroscuro, a bold and vibrant color palette, meticulous attention to texture and detail. Silk painting technique. Sharp focus, beautiful face, intricate details, masterpiece, beautiful, elegant, hyperrealistic, Ultra realistic, perfect composition, extremely sharp. David Cherry style. Perfect focus.
Prompt: The Spirit of Winter: beautiful woman, with long white hair and deep blue eyes wearing a long flowing palest blue dress dress holding a chalice made of crystal, atmospheric, deep perspective, realistic, natural colors, muted colors, intricate details, majestic, magnificent, magical, mystical, magical realism, fantastical, 8k
Prompt: Hyperdetailed painting, JeanBaptiste Monge style, cute bunnies sad and cold in the snow, under a single outfit of cold, splash, bright, fluffy, adorable, filigree, lights, fluffy, magical, surreal, fantasy, art digital, ultra hd, hyperrealistic illustration, vivid colors, UHD, perfect cinematic light,greg rutkowski
Prompt: Sometimes I feel so out of place
You are so stuck in your ways
I won't ever leave, I'll stay right here with you
Falling in and out of grace
I don't have no time to waste
I won't ever leave, I'll stay right here with you
You wanna start a war
You're what I'm fighting for
Can't take it anymore
Can't take it anymore
You wanna start a war
You're what I'm fighting for
Can't take it anymore
Can't take it anymore
Spark on the wire
Fuel on the fire
Preach to the choir
You and I
Spark on the wire
Fuel on the fire
Preach to the choir
Do or die
Sometimes I feel I've lost my way
There ain't nothing left to save
I won't ever leave, I'll stay right here with you
I can't find the words to say
Have to let it go someday
I won't ever leave, I'll stay right here with you
You wanna start a war
You're what I'm fighting for
Can't take it anymore
Can't take it anymore
You wanna start a war
You're what I'm fighting for
Can't take it anymore
Can't take it anymore
Spark on the wire
Fuel on the fire
Preach to the choir
You and I
Spark on the wire
Fuel on the fire
Preach to the choir
Do or die
Prompt: I remember the day when I got the call
Remember the day that I lost it all
I remember that day with a tear in my eye
Remember that day like it was only mine
A tragedy tapped on my shoulder and said hello
Yeah, and it took my soul
Like you, nothing's forever
Like you, some things just die
Like you, I am no better
Like you, we wait and see, because
Like me, the struggle is real
The struggle is real
The struggle is real
Like, me the struggle is real
The struggle is real
The struggle is real
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Like me, like me, like me
The struggle is real
The struggle is real
The struggle is real like me
(Like me, like me, like me)
I remember the drive that we had to take
Remember the miles that made my heart shake
I remember the feel of loss in the air
Remember the sight of you everywhere
Insanity killed me and I never let it go
No, I never let it go
Like you, nothing's forever
Like you, some things just die
Like you, I am no better
Like you, we wait and see, because
Like me, the struggle is real
The struggle is real
The struggle is real
Like me, the struggle is real
The struggle is real
The struggle is real
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Like me, like me, like me
The struggle is real
The struggle is real
The struggle is real like me
(Like me, like me, like me)
It's time to finally let it go
It's time to finally let it go
Like me, like me
Like me, the struggle is real
The struggle is real
The struggle is real
Like me, the struggle is real
The struggle is real
The struggle is real
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Like me, like me, like me
The struggle is real
The struggle is real
The struggle is real like me
(Like me, like me, like me)
Prompt: woman in her 20s, blonde hair braided to one side, 19th century blue, purple and gold military uniform. concept art, intricate details, meticulously detailed by Greg Rutkowski, Michael Whelan and Gustave Doré, Alfonso Mucha. full length.
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