Prompt: In shadows cast by moon's soft light,A girl stands, lost in the lonely night.Heartbroken whispers, a silent cry,A piece of her heart lost, a tear-stained sky.Alone she wanders through the echoing gloom,A ghost of love, consumed by the tomb.No solace found in words so sweet,For in her shattered heart, pain's cruel defeat.No one comprehends the depth of her despair,Echoes of laughter, a love once so rare.Yet, they speak of healing, of time's gentle mend,But she knows her heart's wound won't easily transcend.In the quiet corners where her tears often flow,She mourns a love that ceased to grow.No warmth in assurances, no comfort in the day,For the love she lost will forever hold its sway.So she walks through the shadows, her spirit torn,A lonely symphony of a heart forlorn.In the silence, she bears the weight of the cost,A girl undone, with a heart forever lost,devil wings from his back, holding a blood dripping heart.
Prompt: In shadows cast by moon's soft light,A girl stands, lost in the lonely night.Heartbroken whispers, a silent cry,A piece of her heart lost, a tear-stained sky.Alone she wanders through the echoing gloom,A ghost of love, consumed by the tomb.No solace found in words so sweet,For in her shattered heart, pain's cruel defeat.No one comprehends the depth of her despair,Echoes of laughter, a love once so rare.Yet, they speak of healing, of time's gentle mend,But she knows her heart's wound won't easily transcend.In the quiet corners where her tears often flow,She mourns a love that ceased to grow.No warmth in assurances, no comfort in the day,For the love she lost will forever hold its sway.So she walks through the shadows, her spirit torn,A lonely symphony of a heart forlorn.In the silence, she bears the weight of the cost,A girl undone, with a heart forever lost.Holding a blood dripping heart,devil wings behind her back.
Negative: wrong wing size,wrong wing position,blood dripping from the heart
Prompt: In shadows cast by moon's soft light,A girl stands, lost in the lonely night.Heartbroken whispers, a silent cry,A piece of her heart lost, a tear-stained sky.Alone she wanders through the echoing gloom,A ghost of love, consumed by the tomb.No solace found in words so sweet,For in her shattered heart, pain's cruel defeat.No one comprehends the depth of her despair,Echoes of laughter, a love once so rare.Yet, they speak of healing, of time's gentle mend,But she knows her heart's wound won't easily transcend.In the quiet corners where her tears often flow,She mourns a love that ceased to grow.No warmth in assurances, no comfort in the day,For the love she lost will forever hold its sway.So she walks through the shadows, her spirit torn,A lonely symphony of a heart forlorn.In the silence, she bears the weight of the cost,A girl undone, with a heart forever lost.
Prompt: dream prompt:In shadows cast by moon's soft light,A girl stands, lost in the lonely night.Heartbroken whispers, a silent cry,A piece of her heart lost, a tear-stained sky.Alone she wanders through the echoing gloom,A ghost of love, consumed by the tomb.No solace found in words so sweet,For in her shattered heart, pain's cruel defeat.No one comprehends the depth of her despair,Echoes of laughter, a love once so rare.Yet, they speak of healing, of time's gentle mend,But she knows her heart's wound won't easily transcend.In the quiet corners where her tears often flow,She mourns a love that ceased to grow.No warmth in assurances, no comfort in the day,For the love she lost will forever hold its sway.So she walks through the shadows, her spirit torn,A lonely symphony of a heart forlorn.In the silence, she bears the weight of the cost,A girl undone, with a heart forever lost.wings appearing from her back, holding a heart in her hand , blood dripping from the heart.
Prompt: dream prompt:In shadows cast by moon's soft light,A girl stands, lost in the lonely night.Heartbroken whispers, a silent cry,A piece of her heart lost, a tear-stained sky.Alone she wanders through the echoing gloom,A ghost of love, consumed by the tomb.No solace found in words so sweet,For in her shattered heart, pain's cruel defeat.No one comprehends the depth of her despair,Echoes of laughter, a love once so rare.Yet, they speak of healing, of time's gentle mend,But she knows her heart's wound won't easily transcend.In the quiet corners where her tears often flow,She mourns a love that ceased to grow.No warmth in assurances, no comfort in the day,For the love she lost will forever hold its sway.So she walks through the shadows, her spirit torn,A lonely symphony of a heart forlorn.In the silence, she bears the weight of the cost,A girl undone, with a heart forever lost.wings appearing from her back, holding a heart in her hand , blood dripping from the heart.
Style: Digital Art
Prompt: most handsome Chinese man, strong, large jawline, muscular, short dark hair, stern expression, pale skin, black elite soldier clothing with silver details, extremely attractive, professional eyes design, dark background, storybook art, trending on artstation, artwork by Greg Rutkowski and Artgerm
Negative: ugly, unattractive, uncreative, morbid, deformed, low resolution, poor details, old, kid, unprofessional eyes design, golden clothing, gold
Prompt: FULL HD, 4K, aerial view, zoomed out, bright colorful natural watercolor, one path/trail splitting into two paths/trails, one path is wide, the other path is narrow, moon in the background
Negative: boring undetailed blurry unfocused
Style: Watercolor
Prompt: moonlit hues, desolation, eerie atmosphere, moonbeams, haunting, lonely, curled-up posture, young boy, vulnerability, solitude, chilly tones.
Prompt: The shadowy figure, with hollow eyes and a twisted smile, lurked in the inky abyss, where whispers of dread danced with the echoes of despair.
Prompt: The demon was becoming clearer in front of her eyes. She understood that her fate was irreversible. In that dark temple, the young woman became a sacrifice for that evil ritual. Her life was extinguished in the darkness in a horrific and chilling scene
Negative: double body, double face, double features, incorrect posture, ((two heads)), two faces, pregnant, Deformed belly, deformed, blurry, bad anatomy, bad eyes, crossed eyes, disfigured, poorly drawn face, mutation, mutated, {((extra limb)), ugly, ((poorly drawn hands)), missing limb, blurry, floating limbs, disconnected limbs, malformed hands, blur, out of focus, long neck, long body (((mutated hands and fingers))), (((out of frame))), long fingers, blender, cropped, low-res, close-up, poorly-drawn face, out of frame double, two heads, blurred, ugly, disfigured, too many fingers, deformed, repetitive, grainy, extra limbs, bad anatomy, High pass filter, airbrush, portrait, zoomed, soft light, closeup, deformed, ((extra limbs)), ((extra fingers)), (((mutated hands))), bad anatomy, bad proportions , blind, bad eyes, ugly eyes, dead eyes, blur, vignette, out of shot, out of focus, gaussian, mutated legs, farmer material, no head, headphones, farmer shorts, no full body, no boots.Repeated hands,
Prompt: Geometric background gradient, add text NO KITCHEN ANY MORE. text centered and highlighted with white stroke, italicized.
Prompt: A Qin terracotta warrior wearing Mexican festival clothes, wearing sunglasses and American hip-hop style, sitting on the street of Mexico
Prompt: In moonlit whispers, our hearts entwine, A melody of love, so sweet, divine. Your eyes, a universe, where stars align, With every beat, our souls combine. Hand in hand, through life we sway, Lost in the dance, forever to stay. In your embrace, I find my way, A love song written, come what may.
Style: Anime
Prompt: Late at night, inside the cathedral, the moonlight shone through the windows on the floor, forming deep shadows, the air here seemed to be frozen, filled with a weird atmosphere, the scene demanded a horror thriller
Negative: low quality face, bad art, low quality anatomy, bad proportions, gross proportions, crossed eyes, ugly, bizarre, poorly drawn, poorly drawn face, poorly drawn hands, poorly drawn limbs, poorly drawn fingers, out of frame, body out of frame, deformed, disfigured, mutation, mutated hands, mutated limbs. mutated face, malformed, malformed limbs, extra fingers,
Prompt: Home is behind, the world ahead And there are many paths to tread Thru shadow, to the edge of night Until the stars are all alight Mist and shadow, cloud and shade All shall fade, all shall fade
Prompt: Rolling shadows, moonlit contours, mysterious journey. Glistening eyes, nocturnal cascade, enigmatic descent. Ebon waves, secrets unfold. Darkness whispers, silhouette unfolds, nocturnal ballet. Twilight dance, rolling obscurity, unseen mysteries. Shrouded path, enigmatic shadows, perpetual motion in obsidian. Veiled motion, cosmic obscurity, eternal roll in the dark
Prompt: Rolling shadows, moonlit contours, mysterious journey. Glistening eyes, nocturnal cascade, enigmatic descent. Ebon waves, secrets unfold. Darkness whispers, silhouette unfolds, nocturnal ballet. Twilight dance, rolling obscurity, unseen mysteries. Shrouded path, enigmatic shadows, perpetual motion in obsidian. Veiled motion, cosmic obscurity, eternal roll in the dark
Prompt: Underneath the moonlit glow, we find, A symphony of love, our souls entwined. Your laughter, a melody, so kind, In your arms, a sanctuary, we unwind. Through the seasons, our love remains, A canvas painted with joy and gentle strains. Together we dance in life's sweet refrains, Our love, an eternal melody that sustains.
Style: Digital Art
Prompt: Always felt invisible. No one cared to watch me grow. Spent my life inside a house full of ghosts. And Every night was a nightmare. If I cried I was met with a cold stare. Hated every second in this broken home.
Prompt: Radiantly emerging, a rose-limned being floats amid cascading blossoms fringing alabaster avenues, nacre petals spilling quicksilver verses. Lithe as nebulae, ambrosial hymns flush alabaster flesh with indigo lament, chronicling sundered ages from citadels carved in moonlight. Delicate silks shed, relinquishing etherial memories upon the edge of dreaming. (Imogen Cunningham, Claude Cahun, Dove)
Negative: nudity
Prompt: In the dark altar of horror, a young European-American woman felt her mind being struck by a great shock, she tried to escape, but the power of the shadow ghost prevented her from getting away. In the boundless darkness, she felt a wave of indescribable pain and despair. The scenes are terrifying and chilling
Prompt: Obsidian shores, moonlit mysteries, ethereal shadows, elusive tranquility, mystic nightfall, enchanted gloom, velvet abyss, celestial obscurity, haunting beauty, twilight secrets, deep serenity, concealed wonders, nocturnal allure, hidden splendors, eerie calm, shadowy haven, secret sanctuary, enigmatic realm, moonlit dreams, spectral elegance, mysterious allure, dusky enchantment, nebulous tranquility, obscured paradise, dim nocturne, secretive charm, clandestine serenity, obscured paradise, veiled tranquility, enshrouded beauty, dim allure, cryptic haven, shadowed dreams, hidden solace, mysterious refuge, concealed grace, elusive sanctuary, enigmatic bliss, secret twilight, twilight sanctuary, dim paradise, hidden haven, obscured dreams, veiled allure, cryptic serenity, shadowy refuge, concealed paradise, elusive elegance, obscured enchantment, mysterious haven
Prompt: Obsidian shores, moonlit mysteries, ethereal shadows, elusive tranquility, mystic nightfall, enchanted gloom, velvet abyss, celestial obscurity, haunting beauty, twilight secrets, deep serenity, concealed wonders, nocturnal allure, hidden splendors, eerie calm, shadowy haven, secret sanctuary, enigmatic realm, moonlit dreams, spectral elegance, mysterious allure, dusky enchantment, nebulous tranquility, obscured paradise, dim nocturne, secretive charm, clandestine serenity, obscured paradise, veiled tranquility, enshrouded beauty, dim allure, cryptic haven, shadowed dreams, hidden solace, mysterious refuge, concealed grace, elusive sanctuary, enigmatic bliss, secret twilight, twilight sanctuary, dim paradise, hidden haven, obscured dreams, veiled allure, cryptic serenity, shadowy refuge, concealed paradise, elusive elegance, obscured enchantment, mysterious haven
Prompt: Obsidian shores, moonlit mysteries, ethereal shadows, elusive tranquility, mystic nightfall, enchanted gloom, velvet abyss, celestial obscurity, haunting beauty, twilight secrets, deep serenity, concealed wonders, nocturnal allure, hidden splendors, eerie calm, shadowy haven, secret sanctuary, enigmatic realm, moonlit dreams, spectral elegance, mysterious allure, dusky enchantment, nebulous tranquility, obscured paradise, dim nocturne, secretive charm, clandestine serenity, obscured paradise, veiled tranquility, enshrouded beauty, dim allure, cryptic haven, shadowed dreams, hidden solace, mysterious refuge, concealed grace, elusive sanctuary, enigmatic bliss, secret twilight, twilight sanctuary, dim paradise, hidden haven, obscured dreams, veiled allure, cryptic serenity, shadowy refuge, concealed paradise, elusive elegance, obscured enchantment, mysterious haven
Prompt: As the moonless night enveloped the decrepit mansion, the chilling howl of a solitary wolf echoed through the fog, while unseen hands whispered malevolence from the depths of the decaying woods.
Prompt: She takes life away and she gives life back. When winter comes, the light and warmth disappear into her cauldron so she can turn them into spring. A relationship ends and goes into the vastness, and in its place she presents opportunity and life change. When one thing ends, she always produces something new to take its place. Eventually everything must go into the shadows. Even you.
Prompt: She takes life away and she gives life back. When winter comes, the light and warmth disappear into her cauldron so she can turn them into spring. A relationship ends and goes into the vastness, and in its place she presents opportunity and life change. When one thing ends, she always produces something new to take its place. Eventually everything must go into the shadows. Even you.
Prompt: It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love— I and my Annabel Lee— With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me— Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Prompt: It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love— I and my Annabel Lee— With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me— Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding sea. Style: Photograph
Prompt: In the forest at night, the vast sky is adorned with a bright moon. It hangs high in the darkness, like a silver plate suspended, emitting a soft glow. The moon, like an eye, flickers with a mysterious power, illuminating the dense forest, enveloping everything in the romance and tranquility of the night.
Prompt: In the forest at night, the vast sky is adorned with a bright moon. It hangs high in the darkness, like a silver plate suspended, emitting a soft glow. The moon, like an eye, flickers with a mysterious power, illuminating the dense forest, enveloping everything in the romance and tranquility of the night.
Prompt: In the night classroom of the evening school, a thin mist filled the air outside the window. Moonlight penetrated through the glass, casting a pale glow on the classroom. A faintly lit candle adorned the desk, where an ancient book rested. The sound of flipping pages echoed in the silent night. Handprints on the window were visible in the moonlight, resembling ghostly outlines. The notes of applause wafted through the classroom, transforming into a string of eerie blue lights that flickered in the air. Text above the image read in an ancient font: \"Ghostly Applause in the Moonlit Night School.\" The entire scene was shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere, with the ancient window seemingly reflecting a blurry face, sending shivers down the spine. The deep hues and mystical elements in this cover convey the traditional Chinese ghostly theme and a sense of horror, arousing the reader's curiosity about supernatural tales.
Prompt: In the night classroom of the evening school, a thin mist filled the air outside the window. Moonlight penetrated through the glass, casting a pale glow on the classroom. A faintly lit candle adorned the desk, where an ancient book rested. The sound of flipping pages echoed in the silent night. Handprints on the window were visible in the moonlight, resembling ghostly outlines. The notes of applause wafted through the classroom, transforming into a string of eerie blue lights that flickered in the air. Text above the image read in an ancient font: \"Ghostly Applause in the Moonlit Night School.\" The entire scene was shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere, with the ancient window seemingly reflecting a blurry face, sending shivers down the spine. The deep hues and mystical elements in this cover convey the traditional Chinese ghostly theme and a sense of horror, arousing the reader's curiosity about supernatural tales.
Prompt: Phosphorescing cracks webbed across her smiling visage, skin shed to display living circuitry that hummed her adoring, endless litany to all who came wandering in her radiant, haunting shadow.
Negative: nudity
Prompt: In the night classroom of the evening school, a thin mist wafted over the window. Moonlight penetrated through the glass, casting a pale glow on the classroom. A faintly lit candle adorned a desk, where an ancient book rested. The sound of pages turning echoed in the silent night. The entire scene was enveloped in a mysterious atmosphere. On the ancient window, a vague face seemed to be reflected, sending shivers down the spine. The deep hues and mysterious elements in this imagery convey the eerie ambiance of the story.
Prompt: \"From the depths of darkness emerged a canine of sinister aura. Its fur, a pitch-black veil, draped around its menacing form, and its eyes burned with an icy, malevolent glare that pierced through the soul. With every snarl, the air thickened, and the ground quivered in fear. This was no mere hound; it was a harbinger of malevolence, a specter of terror, whose presence foretold impending doom.\"
Prompt: In the realm of darkness, where shadows thrive,A world of magic reveals itself and never runs out.Known as the Hidden Lights, they are worthy of praiseTo be discovered with the utmost love.Their magic flickers with a brief spark,A luminous jewel within the dark tenebre.Your light may be soft, but it's attractive and bright,Guiding us through the darkness with great countenance.The Hidden Lights, they dance and play,Whirling with colour in a show that rhymes.Graceful and free, they move with elegance,A symphony of tones with a resonance that sways.Their stories are shrouded, their secrets unrevealed,As they wander through the night, bold and daring.Their magic hangs in the air,A power beyond compare.The Hidden Lights, they call us close,A sight that fills us with wonder and comfort.Their magic touches our soul,A feeling beyond any calamity that soothes.In the realm of darkness, where shadows rule,The Hidden Lights must always shine and rule.Their magic flickers with a gentle spark,A luminous pulse within the dark that saves.
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: a girl, In the depths of a mysterious night, a surreal scene unfolded. A panoramic view revealed a river flowing above a house, defying the laws of nature. Bathed in a dark light, the ethereal sight evoked a sense of wonder and intrigue, leaving one captivated by its enigmatic beauty.
Prompt: The Furtive Nights of Shadow The story begins with Shadow, a skilled thief with charming ways and an elusive personality. His nocturnal adventures take place in the shadows of the cities, stealing not only treasures but also the hearts of women with whom he indulges only for the right price. His life is a dance between risk and reward. - This night went well for me, I escaped from that woman's window just in time. Of course I would have told the husband that I was just keeping his lady company while he was busy spending his time in the town tavern. But I don't think he would have thanked me for my service to his better half. I always prefer women with whom I can agree on a price. This is why they know me as Shadow, the Prince of Thieves and Brothels
Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: Empty room, shadows linger, solemn silence, stillness remains, remnants of life, grief-stricken, abandoned spaces, haunting echoes, somber atmosphere, memories linger, void presence, melancholic solitude, aftermath unfolds, quiet aftermath, emotional remnants, traces of existence
Prompt: A glimmer of hope shone through the weary eyes of the young woman as she gazed longingly towards the distant horizon, her soulful expression rendered through the lens of a lomographic camera in a moody monochrome palette awakened feelings of nostalgia, longing and better days yet to come.
Prompt: Moonlit whispers, stolen glances, endless embraces, intertwined hearts, hidden smiles, shared secrets, love's dance, tender moments, starlit gazes, eternal connection, passionate embraces, silent vows, bound hearts, intimate laughter, soft kisses, infinite affection, unspoken desires, heartbeats sync, a love story unfolds
Prompt: On a village night, a bright moon hung high in the night sky, casting deep shadows. In front of a house, ancient trees reached for the heavens, and moss covered the ground. The gate to the courtyard stood slightly ajar, revealing a faint trace of ethereal blue light that sent shivers down the spine. The entire scene was permeated with an ancient mysterious atmosphere, skillfully blending traditional cultural elements, depicting a mysterious and eerie setting that evokes a sense of eerie suspense.
