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: 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: Within the hallowed halls of a time-worn library, ancient books with weathered spines line towering shelves that seem to reach the heavens. Dim candlelight flickers, casting a warm glow on dusty manuscripts and forgotten knowledge. The scent of aged parchment lingers in the air, and the silence is broken only by the occasional creak of wooden floors. The scene exudes a sense of wisdom and the timeless allure of knowledge hidden within the pages of history.
Prompt: ****Beautiful armenian women happy, smile, Yerevan street from background, , ethereal biomorphic textile pattern for dress, modern, petroglyphs wool textures cardigan, felted pattern texture dress, Armenian fashion womens, white dress and orange, white , burgundy, ornaments in dress
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: In the dimly lit darkness of the night, an ancient classroom is illuminated by the flickering light of candles, casting an eerie atmosphere. On the glass window, a few drops of blood have congealed, forming indistinct handprints. The faint glow of the burning candles outlines vague figures in the corners of the room, creating a scene that instills fear.
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: 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: 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: As the moon weaves its silver threads across a velvet sky, the Witching Hour descends upon a dimly lit wizard's chamber. In this bewitched sanctum, surrounded by tomes of ancient magic and crooked grimoires, incantations dance on the tongue of a wizard diligently summoning spirits. Wisps of smoke rise from bubbling cauldrons, carrying the scent of exotic herbs and enchanted potions. Pixies flutter by, their wings leaving trails of ethereal sparkles. Goblins, with misaligned teeth and twitching fingers, lurk on the fringes, eager to catch a glimpse of conjured wonders. This mystical muddle, a delicate balance of whispered spells and whispered secrets, casts a spell of mystery and enchantment upon all who dare to linger.
Prompt: As the moon weaves its silver threads across a velvet sky, the Witching Hour descends upon a dimly lit wizard's chamber. In this bewitched sanctum, surrounded by tomes of ancient magic and crooked grimoires, incantations dance on the tongue of a wizard diligently summoning spirits. Wisps of smoke rise from bubbling cauldrons, carrying the scent of exotic herbs and enchanted potions. Pixies flutter by, their wings leaving trails of ethereal sparkles. Goblins, with misaligned teeth and twitching fingers, lurk on the fringes, eager to catch a glimpse of conjured wonders. This mystical muddle, a delicate balance of whispered spells and whispered secrets, casts a spell of mystery and enchantment upon all who dare to linger.
Negative: nudity
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: The desolate cabin stood as a forgotten relic in the heart of the ancient forest, its timeworn façade a testament to the mysteries it held within. Braving the eerie silence, I stepped into the dimly lit room, where a lone candle flickered, casting unsettling shadows that seemed to dance in anticipation. My gaze was drawn to a mirror tucked away in the corner, a neglected relic concealed by layers of dust. As I wiped it clean, the glass revealed a reflection that defied the laws of nature. My features contorted into a grotesque, malevolent grin that seemed to ripple with an otherworldly energy. Panic set in as I attempted to break free from the mirror's sinister grasp, but the reflection held me captive, mocking me in the dim candlelight. The room itself seemed to respond to the unholy presence. The air grew thick with an unnatural tension, and the temperature plummeted as though the very essence of the cabin recoiled from the malevolence that had been unleashed. Shadows twisted and warped, and the walls seemed to pulsate with an unseen heartbeat. Just as I considered fleeing, the candle extinguished with a spectral gust of wind. The cabin plunged into an abyssal darkness, leaving me vulnerable to the sinister forces at play. In the oppressive blackness, the distorted laughter echoed, each chilling note resonating with a cacophony of malevolent voices. Fumbling for my phone, I sought the comfort of light, but it remained stubbornly inert. The air constricted around me as an icy breath whispered through the void, \"You shouldn't have disturbed me.\" With a disorienting jolt, the cabin's reality shifted. Walls twisted and contorted, and I stumbled forward into a nightmarish abyss. The malicious laughter intensified, a symphony of malevolence that clawed at my sanity. The unseen force played with my senses, weaving tales of ancient curses and forgotten sins. In the suffocating darkness, I realized I was ensnared in a realm between worlds, trapped in a malevolent dimension that fed on the fear it instilled. The mirror, now a pulsating gateway, radiated an ominous energy. The malevolent grin in the reflection began to morph into something more grotesque. Its features twisted and elongated, revealing a monstrous visage that seemed to materialize from the very fabric of the shadows. As the mirror's surface shattered, a guttural wail echoed through the void, and the grotesque entity emerged into the cabin. It was a nightmarish amalgamation of shifting shadows and contorted limbs, its form ever-changing and impossible to comprehend. Eyes gleamed with an unholy light, and serrated tendrils extended towards me, reaching from the depths of its formless existence. I felt a paralyzing fear as the eldritch entity closed in, its presence overwhelming and suffocating. The darkness itself seemed to cling to its monstrous form, and the very air pulsed with malevolence. In the final moments, the grotesque entity enveloped me, and I became one with the shadows, lost to the eldritch horrors that lurked within the accursed cabin. The once-silent forest absorbed the echoes of my demise, concealing its malevolent secrets until the next unsuspecting soul would awaken its dormant terrors.
Prompt: In the dimly yellowed darkness of the night, an ancient classroom is illuminated by the glow of a solitary candle, emitting a sinister atmosphere. On the glass window, a few drops of blood have congealed, forming blurry handprints. The feeble glow of the burning candle outlines vague figures in the corners of the room, creating a scene that evokes terror.
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: 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.
Prompt: On a scary night, there was an old and dilapidated school. It was dark and there were spider webs outside the school. Horrible atmosphere. it's foggy.
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: Late at night, there is no one in the living room of the house. I remember the snow outside the window.
Prompt: In a dimly lit hotel room, a hint of chill permeates the air. The curtains are partially drawn, allowing a faint moonlight to filter through the window and cast eerie shadows on the floor. The entire scene exudes an underlying sense of horror, instantly immersing the viewer in the mysterious and fearful ambiance contained within the story.
Prompt: At night, rain is falling outside, casting a dim light within the university dormitory. Raindrops tap against the sole window in the room. The space is small and cramped, with four beds, each accompanied by a study desk underneath. The atmosphere indoors appears quiet and eerie, giving rise to a sense of fear and unease.
Prompt: In the quiet of the spacious room, there stood an old and worn wooden cupboard. It had been in this house for as long as anyone could remember; seemingly unremarkable in its appearance and purpose. Yet, as I was to discover, there was much more to this small piece of furniture than met the eye. For it held a secret; a hidden portal that led to a world beyond our own. As I pushed aside the coats and stepped inside, I felt a tingle of excitement and nervousness, for I knew not what lay before me. As the door closed behind me, I felt a sudden rush of wind and then... I was elsewhere, in a land full of magic, adventure and wonder. It was then that I knew that this modest cupboard was not what it seemed, but rather a doorway to a fantastical world, and I was one of the fortunate few to cross its threshold. (mark ryden, tim burton, gerald brom, gris grimly)
Prompt: In the quiet of the spacious room, there stood an old and worn wooden cupboard. It had been in this house for as long as anyone could remember; seemingly unremarkable in its appearance and purpose. Yet, as I was to discover, there was much more to this small piece of furniture than met the eye. For it held a secret; a hidden portal that led to a world beyond our own. As I pushed aside the coats and stepped inside, I felt a tingle of excitement and nervousness, for I knew not what lay before me. As the door closed behind me, I felt a sudden rush of wind and then... I was elsewhere, in a land full of magic, adventure and wonder. It was then that I knew that this modest cupboard was not what it seemed, but rather a doorway to a fantastical world, and I was one of the fortunate few to cross its threshold. (mark ryden, tim burton, gerald brom, edward gorey, gris grimly, dave mckean, neil gaiman, shaun tan, charles addams)
Prompt: In the quiet of the spacious room, there stood an old and worn wooden cupboard. It had been in this house for as long as anyone could remember; seemingly unremarkable in its appearance and purpose. Yet, as I was to discover, there was much more to this small piece of furniture than met the eye. For it held a secret; a hidden portal that led to a world beyond our own. As I pushed aside the coats and stepped inside, I felt a tingle of excitement and nervousness, for I knew not what lay before me. As the door closed behind me, I felt a sudden rush of wind and then... I was elsewhere, in a land full of magic, adventure and wonder. It was then that I knew that this modest cupboard was not what it seemed, but rather a doorway to a fantastical world, and I was one of the fortunate few to cross its threshold. (mark ryden, tim burton, gerald brom, edward gorey, gris grimly, dave mckean, neil gaiman, shaun tan, charles addams)
Prompt: In ancient Europe, on the Christmas night, snow was falling gently, and the snowflakes fluttered down onto the streets. Illuminated by street lamps, they appeared exquisite and enchanting. It gave a surreal feeling, as if one were transported to a magical world.
Prompt: It's a rainy night, and the university dorm room is dimly lit. Raindrops tap against the only window in the room. The space is small and cramped, with bunk beds and study desks underneath each. A dim light is cast, creating a quiet and eerie atmosphere, giving rise to a sense of fear and unease.
Prompt: In the deep night, a study room is dimly lit, casting an eerie glow across the ancient calendars hanging on the wall. The room is saturated with an atmosphere of mystery and horror as the dim light unveils the sinister appearance of the calendars. The entire scene is imbued with dark and ominous tones, emanating a chilling sensation that sends shivers down one's spine. This image captures the terrifying ambiance of the story, allowing the viewer to instantly perceive the mystery and eeriness that unfolds within the narrative.
Prompt: Prompt: in mountains, serene lake, misty pines, crisp air, cozy cabin, crackling fireplace, warm blankets, hot cocoa, snug socks, frosty window, soft snowfall, moonlit silence, peaceful solitude, distant stars, tranquil night, gentle breath, restful slumber, silent dreams, chilly serenity, bed, sleep
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: 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: Conclude the story with a glimpse into the legend that persists—on moonless nights, the abandoned mansion still echoes with chilling whispers. Describe the sense of warning and foreboding that lingers, hinting at the eternal curse awaiting those who dare to unlock the secrets within.
Prompt: Bright moonlight before my bed, I suppose it is frost on the ground, I raise my head to view the bright moon, then lower it, thinking of my home village
Prompt: Stephen Hawking sitting in his wheelchair in the middle of an orgy with dwarfs, hyperrealistic style
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: Prompt: in mountains, serene lake, misty pines, crisp air, cozy cabin, crackling fireplace, warm blankets, hot cocoa, snug socks, frosty window, soft snowfall, moonlit silence, peaceful solitude, distant stars, tranquil night, gentle breath, restful slumber, silent dreams, chilly serenity
Prompt: You are studying at a modern school of magic where the curriculum includes harnessing the power of large language models to enhance magical abilities. One day, your professor mentions a mysterious spellbook said to contain ancient and potent magic.
Prompt: Moonlight streams through window illuminating quiet slumber, minimal tones convey solace of night, subtle textures capture fleeting play of shadows, mood inspires introspective contemplation, cultural roots nurture intimacy with impermanence, 8K brings nocturnal scenes to hyper-reality, luminous lighting reveals poetry in everyday moments, wandered imagination wanders vast yet intimate spaces of the mind under pale moon glow
Style: Photographic
Prompt: On a rainy night, darkness envelops the outside, and the university dormitory is dimly lit. Raindrops pelt against the only small window in the room. The space indoors is cramped and confined. The atmosphere inside appears quiet and eerie, evoking a sense of fear and unease.
Prompt: On a dark night at the medical school campus, moonlight filters through sparse clouds and spills onto the ground. The dormitory building's lights are dim, and faint yellow light emanates from the windows. The entire scene is filled with a mysterious and eerie atmosphere, seamlessly blending the traditional Chinese supernatural themes with the dim ambiance of the medical school. It paints a bone-chilling picture for the readers, encapsulating the essence of the story.
Prompt: in mountains, serene lake, misty pines, crisp air, cozy cabin, crackling fireplace, warm blankets, hot cocoa, snug socks, frosty window, soft snowfall, moonlit silence, peaceful solitude, distant stars, tranquil night, gentle breath, restful slumber, silent dreams, chilly serenity
Prompt: describe a first-person photo of a dark, damp room. The air is cold and heavy, and a single candle next to your bed emits a dim, flickering light. The bed is uncomfortable and creaky
