Prompt: Create an exciting image of high artistry. A young elven girl, of ravishing beauty, with blond curly hair, a charming slightly sad smile, in a magnificent greenish-blue translucent dress, stands next to the viewer in a half-turn. Her graceful features are accentuated by a magic necklace, adding sophistication, sophistication and brilliance. Behind the girl there is a noble mountain landscape, high sharp snow-capped peaks in the distance, a little lower and closer - hills with rocks and majestic pines and valleys with streams and lakes in a hazy haze. Achieve hyperrealism to convey the majesty of this fantasy world and delight the viewer with every smallest detail. Careful drawing of the mountain landscape and the image of the elf girl. Wet-on-wet technique, Beautiful watercolor, runaway wet paints, watercolor paint with water spray, 8k
Prompt: Picture the haunting and mysterious atmosphere of the Swamp of Sorrows through a captivating visual representation. Envision a scene shrouded in mist and shadow, where gnarled trees with twisted roots rise from murky waters, their branches reaching out like skeletal fingers. Capture the eerie glow of bioluminescent plants casting an otherworldly light over the swamp, illuminating the dense fog that blankets the landscape. Fantasy style of Frank Frazetta, Boris Vallejo and Keith Parkinson
Prompt: A poignant narrative captured in imagery, a visual representation of emotional turmoil and resilience, a surreal dreamscape, shattered reflections, ethereal and haunting atmosphere, symbolic moth motifs, cascading shadows and light, intricate details, vibrant colors contrasting with dark undertones, a blend of realism and fantasy, digital artistry, evocative lighting, a sense of longing and loss, by a master of emotional storytelling, Artstation.
Prompt: Muscular bouncer in a sleek black suit, imposing stature, standing at a nightclub entrance, neon lights reflecting off his bald head, crowd waiting in line, urban setting, modern architecture, nightlife vibes, dark and moody atmosphere, strong shadows, confident expression, subtle hint of a tattoo on his forearm, diverse group of club-goers, evening setting, digital illustration, high contrast, vibrant colors, dynamic composition, Art Deco style influences, by Kadir Nelson and Shepard Fairey, Artstation.
Prompt: Then give me a brake in the water wall
Crack the stars from their halls
Give me a fractured twist in the dark
Flood my Holland with with the falling stars
I waited a long time to find my peace
My emptiness to dance on soulless seas
Lays solitude consuming all my needs
For what I search always just out of reach
When I gave it broke a part of me
Our shattered mirrors of eternity
Does there lie beauty in a broken door?
If hate can’t hide,
Then say no more
Prompt: Red Summer
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: Come all ye fools and vagabonds, rags tattered and spent
For mountains lie beyond the sea, where no man ventures yet
To the Exiled King and Outlaw Lord, to whom justice was fair
Come ye all by ancient roads, where evil haunts the lair
Come to the place where the whisper is heard, neath a summers sky
In the darkness there a light will shine, in the song of Lorrelai
Epic, romantic poem, Lovecraftian horror. 4k ultra detailed, high definition. Award winning masterpiece, HDR.
Prompt: In the autum melancholy, attractive woman, tree branches, falling leaves, stunning black ink line art, delightful sketch style, perfect illustration as Jeremy Mann, Vasily Kandinsky, HQ, 4K
Prompt: In the autum melancholy, attractive woman, tree branches, falling leaves, stunning black ink line art, delightful sketch style, perfect illustration as Jeremy Mann, Vasily Kandinsky, HQ, 4K
Prompt: Our day has come
It's drawn in the sky
So, don't shed a tear now
Be thankful for the time
Life wouldn't be so precious, dear, if there never was an end
Children still play in the garden
Dance as the sun slips away
We stand on the edge now
We've come so far
And through all the dust it becomes clear
You will always be in my heart
There's no death, no end of time, when I'm facing it with you
Children still play in the garden
Dance as the sun slips away
Not even stars last forever
Cleanse us, acid rain
Stand near to me
Don't look, be brave
Over the blackened moon
I'll carry you away
Through the planets, we fly
Children still play in the garden
Dance as the sun slips away
Not even stars last forever
Cleanse us, acid rain
Send us home
Send us home
Send us home
Send us home
Prompt: Our day has come
It's drawn in the sky
So, don't shed a tear now
Be thankful for the time
Life wouldn't be so precious, dear, if there never was an end
Children still play in the garden
Dance as the sun slips away
We stand on the edge now
We've come so far
And through all the dust it becomes clear
You will always be in my heart
There's no death, no end of time, when I'm facing it with you
Children still play in the garden
Dance as the sun slips away
Not even stars last forever
Cleanse us, acid rain
Stand near to me
Don't look, be brave
Over the blackened moon
I'll carry you away
Through the planets, we fly
Children still play in the garden
Dance as the sun slips away
Not even stars last forever
Cleanse us, acid rain
Send us home
Send us home
Send us home
Send us home
Prompt: Children still play in the garden
Dance as the sun slips away
We stand on the edge now
We've come so far
And through all the dust it becomes clear
You will always be in my heart
There's no death, no end of time, when I'm facing it with you
Children still play in the garden
Dance as the sun slips away
Not even stars last forever
Cleanse us, acid rain
Prompt: In the heart of imagination's embrace lies Eldoria, a fantasy land where ethereal forests shimmer with bioluminescent flora, and crystalline rivers wind through emerald valleys. Towering spires of iridescent architecture touch the clouds, while mythical creatures and enchanted beings coexist in harmony, creating a tapestry of wonder woven by dreams. Extremely realistic.
Prompt: Prologue
“Will that be all, mister?” The clerk batted her spidery lashes at the man in front of the counter, his hands shoved deep in his pockets as he stared numbly at the items between them. His eyes lifted at the sound of her voice. Nodding, he turned to examine the window, which had letters plastered on its face in red and yellow, speaking of upcoming sales. The clerk put on her brightest smile, calculating the total slowly while she stole glanced at her customer. Tall and clean-shaven, quite obviously single by the rugged appearance of his hunting jacket and unkempt hair. She forced her face to stay locked in that same smile, which had never failed her before.
“Afraid you’re not gonna find deer in the woods this time of year,” she said, observing the handle of his knife, peeking out from its place in his belt, worn smooth by years of use. “But there’s plenty of game here in town.” Changing the tone of her voice as she spoke, she flitted her eyelashes flirtatiously as she touched the lid of the beer he was purchasing. His eyes followed her movement, then scanned her face. “I can imagine,” he said, his eyes never losing their intensity.
Prompt: One look in his eyes, I had realized
His life was so simple, he had no disguise
He lived day to day, no promise he would stay
But in these few words he stole my heart away
He said, "My life's not to lead through power or greed
I am but a poor man when I'm cut I bleed
A more humble man you never will meet
And here is my heart for only you to keep"
In the shade of the willow tree
My poor peasant promised to me
Prompt: A pencil and charcoal line sketch portrait of a beautiful young woman, modest winter clothes, messy hairstyle, intricate details and bold lines. Soft green eyes. Brown hair. A strange, sad, faraway, dreamy look in her eyes.
Prompt: Dragon-girl, portrait, close up, Daniel Merriam, Naoto Hattori, anna dittmann, 8k, hyperrealistic, high definition, crisp quality, hdr
Using base image: Yes (Effect strength - 60%)
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