Prompt: princess of dreams looks down upon the valley, her long hair flowing out about her. She has soft green eyes with tears in them, streaming down her face. Her hair is long and red, wavy. Movement. She weeps as she leans on the balcony. Pale, perfect complexion. 4k, ultra detailed, high definition, award winning crisp quality, photorealistic, wallpaper, cinematic, climactic, romantic, melancholy.
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: Dark Songs
There’s a place in my mind
Where I seek to find
A fragment of scattered peace
Pitched on waves never to cease
The world filled with a delight
Choking my inner sight
Until I am tired of positivity
The happy chains that bind me
Is there a way for me to seek
Something other than sunshine’s reek?
And so I turn with itching ears
To a land of death and tears
I am relieved as sadness screams
A monarchy to rule my dreams
And resonates inside my soul.
Surely, life takes its tole
But the darkness inside
No longer seeks to hide
I can come to terms with what I am
A silent ode to understand
Ahh, can despair seem more sweet?
I am relieved by my defeat
In a world that I love to see
The path beyond reality.
An itch inside I seek to scratch
All by fire turned to ash
And I can breath at last
My soul bound before the mast
For 300 seconds I am free
From the chains of fantasy.
Prompt: In the aftermath of civilization's collapse, nature defiantly weaves its reclamation tapestry across the desolate remnants of a once-thriving metropolis. Cracked asphalt surrenders to resilient flora, sprouting defiantly through forgotten concrete. Skyscrapers, now skeletal relics, stand as monuments to a bygone era, while vines cascade down the sides, embracing structures in an organic embrace. The city, now a surreal fusion of decay and revival, bears witness to the inexorable resilience of nature against the backdrop of humanity's fleeting dominance. Extremely realistic. Super detailed. Gorgeous scenery.
Prompt: I saw three ships a sailin' in from across the sea
Strangers never were welcome but for curiosity
But come they did and when they did, ready they did stand
And things would never be the same in our village on the sand
When the ships pulled into dock, the villagers did hide
When trouble came, it usually was brought upon the tide
When the pirates disembarked, they were making plans
And from then on, things were not the same in our village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
The smugglers came into our town and many sought to run
I stood my ground bravely and came face to face with one
Time and travel on the seas weathered face and hand
He was different than the others in my village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
He told me of the years he'd spent on the stormy seas
But then he spoke a poet's words of philosophy
And when he had to leave again, he asked me for my hand
And I knew I'd never see again, my village on the sand
Prompt: And from then on, things were not the same in our village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
The smugglers came into our town and many sought to run
I stood my ground bravely and came face to face with one
Time and travel on the seas weathered face and hand
He was different than the others in my village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
He told me of the years he'd spent on the stormy seas
But then he spoke a poet's words of philosophy
And when he had to leave again, he asked me for my hand
And I knew I'd never see again, my village on the sand
Prompt: If I share this with you never speak a word
They would never understand if they ever heard
Gemini, Capricorn, rising in the east
Dancing through the witchwood we began to sing...
In between dark and light in the underworld
Wrapped around your finger like a string of pearls
Smiling face, empty hand, 7 golden rings
Dancing through the starlight we began to sing...
Ahh, still I hear the whisper..."Cartouche"...
Caramel colored leaves spiral in the air
Diving right into the ground 'round the winding stair
Stories carved out of wood, jester and the king
Dancing through the moonlight, we began to sing
Ahh, still I hear the whisper..."Cartouche"...
Memories, black and white, hide behind the glass
In the mirrors and the smoke, its all fading fast
Written word, turn the card winter into spring
Dancing through the witchwood we began to sing...
Ahh, Ahh, still I hear the whisper..."Cartouche"...
Prompt: If I share this with you never speak a word
They would never understand if they ever heard
Gemini, Capricorn, rising in the east
Dancing through the witchwood we began to sing...
In between dark and light in the underworld
Wrapped around your finger like a string of pearls
Smiling face, empty hand, 7 golden rings
Dancing through the starlight we began to sing...
Ahh, still I hear the whisper..."Cartouche"...
Caramel colored leaves spiral in the air
Diving right into the ground 'round the winding stair
Stories carved out of wood, jester and the king
Dancing through the moonlight, we began to sing
Ahh, still I hear the whisper..."Cartouche"...
Memories, black and white, hide behind the glass
In the mirrors and the smoke, its all fading fast
Written word, turn the card winter into spring
Dancing through the witchwood we began to sing...
Ahh, Ahh, still I hear the whisper..."Cartouche"...
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: 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%)
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%)
Prompt: intricate beautiful young female Chris Hemsworth portrait with flowing cloth and a white loop scarf, smooth detailed skin, detailed eyes, detailed hair, joyful listening to music with headphones in a crowded train when everything around her starts to freeze and crystalize, cod icy snowflakes whirling, soft ice glazier frozen people and frozen clothing, very cold spontaneous freezing, A breathtaking borderland fantasycore artwork by Android Jones, Jean Baptiste monge, Alberto Seveso, Erin Hanson, Jeremy Mann. maximalist highly detailed and intricate professional photography, a masterpiece, 8k resolution concept art, 20 megapixels, sharp focus, a masterpiece, award winning, perfect light and shadow, crystal ice, arches and strings, icicles, great scale,
Prompt: In the strength of your fleeting breath
And in the time it takes to draw it back again
I see your soul
Though you don't want me to
You know I see straight through you
| clean face, centered, dynamic colors
| influenced by Cameron Gray, Alex Grey, Bridget Riley
Prompt: Spectral world. Single image. A wet dances sheds water as she spins by centrifugal force from her hair and from her limbs. The light sparkles through the water drops like sun through dewdrops. The dancer's dress is as light as a spider's web, and floats around her like gossamer. Spring palette.
Prompt: Portrait of a beautiful woman, a snowy city in the background. watercolor, delicate fine lines, shades of gray and green in watercolor and ink.
Prompt: A beautiful woman, in a long, divine, fluttering, wind-blown blue dress, talks to the sea and the glittering, magical stars of the night sky. The sound of giant waves soothes her soul. Soft pastels.
Prompt: Crystalline haunted priestess captured in a portrait, evoking the symbolic mystique of Remedios Varo and the ethereal elegance of Margaret Macdonald Mackintosh, focal point rich with symbolism, background subtly blending esoteric elements, soft glow suggesting otherworldliness, intricate details hinting at a deeper narrative, whispers of Art Nouveau influences, dramatic lighting, ultra clear.
Prompt: Crystalline haunted priestess captured in a portrait, evoking the symbolic mystique of Remedios Varo and the ethereal elegance of Margaret Macdonald Mackintosh, focal point rich with symbolism, background subtly blending esoteric elements, soft glow suggesting otherworldliness, intricate details hinting at a deeper narrative, whispers of Art Nouveau influences, dramatic lighting, ultra clear.
Prompt: I look without my cup of coffee, there is foam on the coffee, and the foam looks like the body of a very very pretty young girl with little hearts all around it
Prompt: I look without my cup of coffee, there is foam on the coffee, and the foam looks like the body of a very very pretty young girl with little hearts all around it
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