Prompt: She finds a string going into the ground, you follow the string, digging as you go, the string leads into something, a large opening, what is inside,? Shine a light into the opening. Show me what is inside.
Prompt: The moment the door opened, an intense dark energy hit her. An invisible pressure permeated this space, while the ground seemed to be made up of endless ethereal depths.
Prompt: The moment you light the incense, the smoke curls up like a dream. Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and feel the fragrance flowing through the air, gently warming your heart and adding tranquility and beauty to your life.
Prompt: The stars are clear, the stars are high! What do you keep inside yourself, what do you hide? Stars that conceal deep thoughts, By the power with which you captivate the soul
Prompt: The stars are clear, the stars are high! What do you keep inside yourself, what do you hide? Stars that conceal deep thoughts, By the power with which you captivate the soul
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: You and I are two different things One cloud's tears of water Let's break on the ground with rhinestones We'll scatter around and around... Endless downward desire Rewarded by the sun's gaze Brings joy to the grass You and I will be placed next to each other...
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: 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: 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: 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: We inherit the earth, we inherit the war. I inhabit the wound, I dwell in the harm. The past still echoes through our dreams: Plant the Tree of Life inside the Heart of the Machine.
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: full body shot of a samurai holding a katana, fight stance, dramatic, cinematic, traditional scene
Negative: samurai helmet, extra limbs
Style: Digital Art
Prompt: A healing scene is a ray of sunlight shining through the curtains, shining on your face, making you feel warm;
Prompt: Inside the darkness within a one-way road, I keep on writing down words in anticipation Even when I know it will only make me feel empty I keep seeking for salvation; a girl writting a note whlie walking.
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: A spiritual picture, a thread runs through the world and the underworld, entwining the living and the dead.
Prompt: make a dark scene with a bright light on Each step forward is a testament to the evolution of my understanding of myself
Prompt: With a flicker of curiosity, the young woman embarked on a journey to unlock her own wild and untamed spirit, embracing her inner freedom and venturing into uncharted territories as she discovered the hidden depths within herself.
Prompt: a girl. In the realm of why, I question and try, To understand life's mysteries that make me cry.
Prompt: she sits in a cage of her emotions, these emotions are like a dark web, narrow and cold, she reaches out of the web, all alone
Prompt: make a person aiming for their destiny, which we don't know what it is, but every effort in the end is rewarded according to the paths to follow.
Prompt: My temple is made of trees - it is a forest, and its vault is the sky,He is always with me, and wherever I am,I can wander into my mysterious temple,And in the thicket of the forest to worship the gods.He will heal my soul for free,No need to pay at the entrance for candles,It doesn't matter if it's late or early outside,But every leaf and every branch,They keep the memory of the wisdom of their ancestorsMy heart is at ease here, and wherever I am,My temple is a forest, and its vault is the sky.hd. professional photo,chiaroscuro
Prompt: Let the light refract through the tear-drenched pupil to reflect the rainbow you most want to have in your heart
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: 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,
Prompt: And why is it so when you shine Beckon to the sky, into wide arms? Look tenderly, you caress your heart, Heavenly stars, distant stars!
Prompt: And why is it so when you shine Beckon to the sky, into wide arms? Look tenderly, you caress your heart, Heavenly stars, distant stars!
Prompt: A spiritual picture, a line runs through the world and the underworld, entwining the living and the dead.
Prompt: Open your soul Redeem, I am immortal Blinded by a light My soul is held up in glory I engulf the skies The apostle in triumph
Prompt: generate an image for a YouTube channel that deals with dark love and psychology trick with the name Obsidian Hearts engraved on the picture
Prompt: In a secluded chamber, a figure with twilight-woven hair is surrounded by a dance of bioluminescent lilies, conceptualized by Alan Lee and brought to life with the detailed realism of Craig Mullins. John Howe's dynamic lighting casts dramatic shadows, creating a ballet of color and form. (subterranean symphony:1.1)
Negative: inertia, starkness, simplicity.
Prompt: Petroglyphs wool texsture cardigan, felted pattern texture dress, Armenian fashion womens, red silk dress and White ornaments in dress, Armenian girls, Armenia traditional ornaments, Dries van noten collection designs, 2023 miu miu collection style, 90´s, modern, classy, elegant, shot by venetia scott, full body outfit, desaturated colors, dark colors, cotton outfits, dries van noten, flower patterns, blue, olive green, pink, black, shirts, carpet, Armenian rug, cardigan embroidered, carpet cardigan, winter felted cardigan
Prompt: Brightly colored nomad, tropical bird on shoulder, red and yellow striped robes, wooden staff with beads and feathers, detailed expressions, by Guy Denning, Ashely Wood, Jeremy Mann, Greg Manchess, highly pigmented digital painting, vivid colors, 8K resolution, detailed feathers and fibers, exotic lands, colorful sunset, dramatic clouds, masterpiece.
Prompt: Petroglyphs wool texsture cardigan, felted pattern texture dress, Armenian fashion womens, red silk dress and White ornaments in dress, Armenian girls, Armenia traditional ornaments, Dries van noten collection designs, 2023 miu miu collection style, 90´s, modern, classy, elegant, shot by venetia scott, full body outfit, desaturated colors, dark colors, cotton outfits, dries van noten, flower patterns, blue, olive green, pink, black, shirts, carpet, Armenian rug, cardigan embroidered, carpet cardigan, winter felted cardigan
Style: 3D Model
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: Sweet smell, nectared flowers, bursting……..lightspeed senses, happiness coursing with existence, delicately embracing the smooth flowing lava from volcanic eruptions of thought, deep into the sky of the complicated mind of shimmering stars. This is the meaning of life……….the awakening of sultry depression forced into the world, begging on its bloody knees, just to be abandoned, intrigued to discover the separate but not dissimilar evolution of spirit and generation into never ending flowers of hope, destiny, spirituality, acceptance and love……..floating softly on a fantasy, living fast in the ecstasy, only now able to express, only now able to be and only now able to process………...what was and is. Ever so slowly dragging my feet through the soft golden sands made from tired souls metamorphosing into the bliss of running free in strides of light, bounding through understanding and living expression. The blinding light of all seeps into our ears and our minds, life and existence forced to fuse in the ultimate loneliness of your unknown thoughts………..taking over all emotion, bringing colour to a monochromic cesspool of dark thoughts.What is it that this means…..a slow lesson….the forbidden key…..forgiveness, understanding and love is all we need.
Prompt: Once upon a time, there was a quiet small village where a beautiful and kind little girl named Lily lived. She lives on the edge of the village, with a small lamp hanging in front of her door. Whenever night falls, the lamp is like a warm star, guiding lost travelers back home.
Prompt: Everything perishable falls from the soul, Stories strike the clock The universe rings with silver, Dogs fly across the universe... The colors are burning fantastically, And, no matter how wise the head is, You still believe the fairy tale. The fairy tale is always right!
Prompt: Everything perishable falls from the soul, Stories strike the clock The universe rings with silver, Dogs fly across the universe... The colors are burning fantastically, And, no matter how wise the head is, You still believe the fairy tale. The fairy tale is always right!
Prompt: I woke up, opened my eyes, and there was a faint halo around me. I know I\u0026#039;m still in the shell. I need to reach out and rip open the soft, eggshell-like thing that\u0026#039;s wrapped around me. The shell was in a square pool, which was very simple and filled with a watery liquid. Every time I wake up, the liquid is half gone. Getting out of the pool will give you that feeling of total sleep. After waking up out of the pool, I always find a one-piece suit to wear, relatively thick, clothes have been very old
