Prompt: Confessed in the quiet darkness A timid whisper, someone's speech. My stern profile is sad From the rays of trembling candles.
Prompt: you hope lies in your spark, like candles in the dark, guide me with your heart, you caught me by surprise, blink of your eyes, light the colour in the sky
Prompt: Through the shadowed veil of life's relentless trials, we find our greatest strength. In the heart of darkness, where despair whispers its coldest tale, there we stand unyielding, conquering not the world, but the abyss within ourselves
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: If only I knew the secret Enchanted speeches I would have found out even by chance, Who wanders here at night
Prompt: If only I knew the secret Enchanted speeches I would have found out even by chance, Who wanders here at night
Prompt: Lusterless aluminides flaked like spent monsoons from high cheek and browline as war-wear graven deep by ionic scour sang the bittersweet ballads of vanished battles across her lovely, long-suffering face.
Negative: nudity
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: Laughter and candlelight flicker as faces, painted like skulls, exchange stories, honoring the night.
Prompt: someday you came to me and I knew you were the one. You were the one i was dreaming all my life. When is dark you are my light
Prompt: I'm treading water, I need to sleep a while. My lamb and martyr, you look so precious. Won't you come a bit closer, close enough so I can smell you. I need you to feel this, I can't stand to burn too long. Released in this sodomy. For one sweet moment I am whole.
Prompt: Late at night, the room is filled with a chilling darkness, with the only source of light being the pale glow emanating from the computer screen. An oppressive silence permeates the room, broken only by the sound of keystrokes and the faint sliding of the mouse, echoing in the air. The glow from the computer screen casts a pallid and weary complexion on the face. Eyes, bloodshot and tired from prolonged staring at the screen, speak of the toll taken by the relentless work. Time seems to freeze in this dark space, and the ticking of the seconds becomes pronounced, each tick sounding like a low murmur from the abyss. Outside the room, the wind whispers softly, occasionally accompanied by distant barks of dogs or the rumble of passing cars, adding a layer of eerie ambiance. Shadows in the corners of the room warp and contort under the screen's glow, as if harboring an invisible, ominous force. Piled on the computer desk are files and cups emitting a faint mildew odor, serving as a reminder of the passage of time and the weight of the work. Suddenly, a line of text on the computer screen begins to flicker, seemingly a warning or an unknown message, inducing an unexplainable sense of unease. The room, at this moment, appears to be cut off from the outside world, with only the computer screen and the sound of the keyboard existing, creating a feeling of isolation and fear within the digital realm. This late-night scene exudes an indescribable sense of oppression and strangeness, as if concealing countless unknown threats, prompting an instinctive desire to escape from this darkness and flee the terrifying setting of working in front of the computer late at night.
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: on and off, lights in pitch blackness, in defeaning silence, if you blink you'll miss it, be terrified, get surprised, with a stint of fear, macabre, maniacality, mysteriously bizarre
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: That day, the sunset slowly disappeared on the horizon, and the stars twinkled one by one. Lily sat by the window waiting. Eddie saw the small lamp in the distance, and a strange feeling surged in his heart, as if he was attracted by a mysterious force.
Prompt: A grain of sand like in sea waves, How small is the spark in the eternal ice, Like fine dust in a strong whirlwind, In a fire as fierce as a feather, So I am deep in this abyss, I'm lost, tired of thoughts
Prompt: The darkness consumes him, but his yawn reveals his vulnerability. As he looks around, he notices a figure lurking in the shadows, mirroring his every move. What sinister intentions do they have?
Prompt: Underneath her skin and jewelry, hidden in her words and eyes is a wall that's cold and ugly and she's scared as hell. Trembling at the thought of feeling. Wide awake and keeping distance. Nothing seems to penetrate her. She's scared as hell.
Prompt: concept album cover, photo Realistic, masutepiece, Realistic, High contrast, hyper Detailed, Best Quality, 超A high resolution, photo Realistic, High resolution, Detailed, Raw photo, Kyoko Kirigiri, Long hair, Purple hair, Side braid, Blunt bangs, Hair Ribbon, a black ribbon, High collar, Brown tie, Black Motorcycle Jacket, Long sleeves, Black Gloves, Black mini skirt, Pleated skirt,(( Black long boots)), (((Full Shot))), Danganronpa \\(Series\\), Street, Full Shot, Looking at Viewer, White shirt, Woman, (((From below))), Busy city, foreshortening, (Pose Seductive), Looking at Viewer, mad, (eyecontact), japanaese girl,
Style: Craft Clay
Prompt: Create a minimalistic and soft-colored 3D rendering of an astronaut floating serenely in space, inspired by Blender's subtle aesthetics. The astronaut's suit should be rendered in pastel hues, with smooth contours and a matte texture for a modern and stylized appearance. Surrounding the astronaut, depict a series of Bitcoins in an assortment of soft, muted metallic tones, like gold, silver, and pale bronze, gently illuminated by a diffuse light source to enhance the tender color palette. They should be placed in a zero-gravity dance around the astronaut, but keep the design simple and the forms abstract. The background should be a white. The overall lighting should be subtle and diffuse, with no harsh shadows or bright highlights, to evoke a sense of tranquility and minimalism
Style: 3D Model
Prompt: I'm watching the flicker game According to the minting of dark bronzes And I don’t hear any admonitions, What does the old priest whisper to me
Prompt: A little light suddenly shines in the darkness, and mankind uses the light to create many things, and the world of science and technology rises up
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: Glimmering ceramacrete and mirrored glass paneled her braincase, reflecting back moon-dabbled ruins through faceless eyes keeping hallowed vigil over the centuries' castaway bones awaiting her step restored amid the ashes.
Negative: nudity
Prompt: t was a young woman, about 20 years Her hair was torn and tangled, and the flesh was dropping off her face, so he could see the bones and part of her teeth. She had no eyeballs, but there was a sort of blue light way back in her eyes sockets, and she had no nose to her face.
Prompt: An ominous chamber, shrouded in darkness, where the air is thick with an unexplainable sense of dread and foreboding.
Prompt: I wake up, but not really. My eyes are open, but I cannot move no matter how hard I try. What's that? Above me... It's just...black. Nothing. Empty space. No, it's writhing blackness. Scream. Please voice, scream. No, my voice betrays me. Tied to my own bed like a quadrapalegic. Breathing is hard, like breathing underwater. It hurts. The blackness slithers closer. I want to close my eyes but my eyelids won't work. No... Its inches from my nose. I can smell it's foul stench, like sulfer and brimstone and a hint of rottenness. Why? What does it want? I've been a decent human. I haven't done anything truly dark. I mean, the cat when I was ten but never again. It moves in...swallowing my being... I scream in my head...
Prompt: on and off, lights in darkness, if you blink you'll miss it, be terrified, get surprised, with a stint of fear, macabre, maniacality, mysteriously bizarre
Prompt: There the thick darkness argues with the water; Or the sun's rays shine, Leaning through the thick air towards us; Or the tops of the fat mountains are burning; Or the zephyr stopped blowing into the sea, And smooth waves hit the air.
Prompt: There the thick darkness argues with the water; Or the sun's rays shine, Leaning through the thick air towards us; Or the tops of the fat mountains are burning; Or the zephyr stopped blowing into the sea, And smooth waves hit the air.
Prompt: Yes, I kissed and knew The traces of your sweet lips, I gave my lips to my lips, There is no sin here. From kissing lips Just ale and more tender. Why were they so rude Words about me
Prompt: Yes, I kissed and knew The traces of your sweet lips, I gave my lips to my lips, There is no sin here. From kissing lips Just ale and more tender. Why were they so rude Words about me
Prompt: The group ventures further into the mansion, guided by the dim glow of their flashlights. Explore the eerie whispers that seem to emanate from the very walls, creating an unsettling symphony that heightens their anxiety. --ar 9:16
Prompt: To the one who sees, but is blinded by the light of day, - To the one who is alive and thrown into a dark crypt, To whom the land is a sacred land of exile,
Prompt: To the one who sees, but is blinded by the light of day, - To the one who is alive and thrown into a dark crypt, To whom the land is a sacred land of exile,
Prompt: In the middle of the darkened hall stood a female ghost in red, a low hissing sound as her form began to reveal itself. The female ghost's expression was distorted, and the female ghost's eyes bled
Prompt: Torn in timeListen to my words for onceDo you fear?Fear for a broken spell of lustTouched by a mortal sinnerRoar of massive illusion
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: His extraordinary eyes and ears were divine gifts, ensuring he could see far into the darkest night without fail.
Prompt: I breathe in life, where shadows gently borrow,Exalting sorrows, in the dragon's marrow. I am the dragon, a tale to trace,In echoes of sorrow, I find my grace.Inhaling life's whispers, with flames that gleam,I am the dragon, in the river's dream.
Prompt: The day hides its face: The fields were covered with gloomy night; A black shadow rose upon the mountains; The rays bent away from us; An abyss has opened and is full of stars; The stars have no number, the bottom of the abyss.
Prompt: The day hides its face: The fields were covered with gloomy night; A black shadow rose upon the mountains; The rays bent away from us; An abyss has opened and is full of stars; The stars have no number, the bottom of the abyss.
Prompt: on and off, lights in darkness, if you blink you'll miss it, be terrified, get surprised, with a stint of fear, maniacality, mysteriously bizarre
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: Boy, boy with hoodie, half robot, profile picture, Ava, scary face, cyber puk style, Anima style, scary face, red eyes, red mouth
