Prompt: In the hushed light of dusk, the air is permeated with a tense atmosphere. Dampness is suddenly woven into the air, as a harbinger of stunning changes. A heavy shadow spread across the sky, which, like a mask of failure, throws itself on the former harmony of the environment. Suddenly, an unknown restlessness has set out into a storm that unstoppably breaks through the blossoming silence. The sky, which had previously looked like a calm canvas, was now pouring with torrents of rain, as if expressing the same sorrow that was evident in the area below. Amidst the chaos of a blossoming natural flood, there is a sense of unforeseen trouble. The lonely image of the trees, which once stood with dignity, now became a sign of impotence before an unexpected adventure. The land that was once stable now trembles with unexpected difficulties. Nature itself seems to regret, as if whispering a sad melody about what happened. In the very center of the storm stands a lonely figure, a symbol of resilience in the face of adversity. However, even their contours conveyed a vulnerability, an awareness that trouble was tightly woven into the fabric of their existence. What was once a pictorial harmony has now turned into a canvas of failures, where every stroke bears the imprint of an unexpected fate.
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: 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: 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: Dimly dramatic dirges drift through dilapidated districts of days diluvian, where ghostly gatherings gyrate rituals to rouse fading fancies from frames bygone. Lurid lucent lights guide larval legions in libations to lost life and lore of long-lived linages lending their luminosity.
Negative: nudity
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: Earth moves, sky falls, crumbles. Stand tall. Let sky fall. Crumbles. Feel the tremor, witness sky's collapse. Unyielding stance amid chaos. Embrace descent, confront rupture. Skyfall's descent beckons, unbroken resolve. A dance of elements, ground shifts, heavens collapse. Resilient stand defies impending doom. Let sky fall, witness its demise. Stand firm amidst chaos. Unshaken, face the fall. Earth trembles, sky crumbles—a spectacle of disarray. Amid ruins, defiance persists. In the symphony of collapse, a resilient silhouette stands. Unraveling skies, unwavering stance. Face the disintegration, stand united. Let sky fall, a testament to unwavering strength
Prompt: Earth moves, sky falls, crumbles. Stand tall. Let sky fall. Crumbles. Feel the tremor, witness sky's collapse. Unyielding stance amid chaos. Embrace descent, confront rupture. Skyfall's descent beckons, unbroken resolve. A dance of elements, ground shifts, heavens collapse. Resilient stand defies impending doom. Let sky fall, witness its demise. Stand firm amidst chaos. Unshaken, face the fall. Earth trembles, sky crumbles—a spectacle of disarray. Amid ruins, defiance persists. In the symphony of collapse, a resilient silhouette stands. Unraveling skies, unwavering stance. Face the disintegration, stand united. Let sky fall, a testament to unwavering strength
Prompt: \"Envision a canine steeped in the darkest recesses of malevolence, a fiendish entity twisted by the very fabric of wickedness itself. Picture this dog lurking within a realm devoid of hope, a desolate landscape tainted by its nefarious presence, shrouded in perpetual darkness that devours any glimmer of light. Capture the essence of its nefarious nature, its movements sinuous and predatory, each step a chilling echo reverberating through the void. Show its eyes ablaze with a malevolent inferno, gleaming with an insatiable hunger for chaos and devastation. Render its form draped in shadows, a sinister silhouette amidst the abyss, its contours merging seamlessly with the void. Highlight its visage, a grotesque mask of malevolence twisted into a perpetual snarl, baring gnarled, jagged teeth that drip with the essence of maleficent intent. Emphasize its chilling presence, an omnipresent aura that suffocates hope and sows seeds of unrelenting terror, exuding an essence of unbridled malevolence and an insatiable thirst for eternal darkness and unending torment.\"
Prompt: Through the dancing veils of dust, a glimmer stirs memory of mysteries past. Where lamplight plays upon the shrouds of centuries, familiar shapes take form once more. Wrapped in faded silks left by drifting eons, features peek forth - a visage untouched since time forgot its name and place. One slender hand reaches as if to grasp again a scepter ruling realms where even immortals pace in shadow. Hollows that once cradled eyes gazing on splendors beyond mortal sight now hold relics of awe for dreamers alone. And about the dusky brow still lingers halo of glory Time's shroud could never lift. So in gloamings and on wisps of sighs borne through the mist shall this child-monarch keep his silent vigil, sentinel of secrets graven in shattered stones but never for mortal hands to lift - until dawn shall loose once more the clues of mysteries night makes hers alone.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: ...---... red red white dark cabaret style best quality, ultra high res, full body in frame, photorealistic, ultra detailed face and body,a 25-year-old woman in a long leather coat, arms spread to the sides, dynamic pose
Prompt: At the end of time, as we know it, a most curious phenomenon occurred - deluvium meets delirium. The sky suddenly darkened as ominous clouds gathered above, heavy with prophetic portent. The air was thick with a palpable sense of impending chaos. And then it happened. The rains began to fall, a deluvium of such magnitude that the very earth shook under its weight. But this was no ordinary rain, for it was filled with madness and delirium, causing those who came into contact with it to lose their minds, consumed by an otherworldly ecstasy. As the rain poured down in an unrelenting torrent, the world around them began to spin out of control, time and space warping into a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes. And yet, amidst all the pandemonium and confusion, there was a sense of wonder and awe, for here at the end of time, humanity was experiencing something entirely new and utterly inexplicable.
Prompt: At the end of time, as we know it, a most curious phenomenon occurred - deluvium meets delirium. The sky suddenly darkened as ominous clouds gathered above, heavy with prophetic portent. The air was thick with a palpable sense of impending chaos. And then it happened. The rains began to fall, a deluvium of such magnitude that the very earth shook under its weight. But this was no ordinary rain, for it was filled with madness and delirium, causing those who came into contact with it to lose their minds, consumed by an otherworldly ecstasy. As the rain poured down in an unrelenting torrent, the world around them began to spin out of control, time and space warping into a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes. And yet, amidst all the pandemonium and confusion, there was a sense of wonder and awe, for here at the end of time, humanity was experiencing something entirely new and utterly inexplicable. (ryohei hase, joão ruas,)
Prompt: At the end of time, as we know it, a most curious phenomenon occurred - deluvium meets delirium. The sky suddenly darkened as ominous clouds gathered above, heavy with prophetic portent. The air was thick with a palpable sense of impending chaos. And then it happened. The rains began to fall, a deluvium of such magnitude that the very earth shook under its weight. But this was no ordinary rain, for it was filled with madness and delirium, causing those who came into contact with it to lose their minds, consumed by an otherworldly ecstasy. As the rain poured down in an unrelenting torrent, the world around them began to spin out of control, time and space warping into a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes. And yet, amidst all the pandemonium and confusion, there was a sense of wonder and awe, for here at the end of time, humanity was experiencing something entirely new and utterly inexplicable. (ryohei hase, joão ruas, ultrahigh quality, breathtaking, vivid, sharp focus, opus magni, masterpiece)
Prompt: At the end of time, as we know it, a most curious phenomenon occurred - deluvium meets delirium. The sky suddenly darkened as ominous clouds gathered above, heavy with prophetic portent. The air was thick with a palpable sense of impending chaos. And then it happened. The rains began to fall, a deluvium of such magnitude that the very earth shook under its weight. But this was no ordinary rain, for it was filled with madness and delirium, causing those who came into contact with it to lose their minds, consumed by an otherworldly ecstasy. As the rain poured down in an unrelenting torrent, the world around them began to spin out of control, time and space warping into a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes. And yet, amidst all the pandemonium and confusion, there was a sense of wonder and awe, for here at the end of time, humanity was experiencing something entirely new and utterly inexplicable. (ilya kuvshinov, ryohei hase, joão ruas, ultrahigh quality, breathtaking, vivid, sharp focus, opus magni, motion blur, high contrast, pointillist phong shading, masterpiece)
Prompt: At the end of time, as we know it, a most curious phenomenon occurred - deluvium meets delirium. The sky suddenly darkened as ominous clouds gathered above, heavy with prophetic portent. The air was thick with a palpable sense of impending chaos. And then it happened. The rains began to fall, a deluvium of such magnitude that the very earth shook under its weight. But this was no ordinary rain, for it was filled with madness and delirium, causing those who came into contact with it to lose their minds, consumed by an otherworldly ecstasy. As the rain poured down in an unrelenting torrent, the world around them began to spin out of control, time and space warping into a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes. And yet, amidst all the pandemonium and confusion, there was a sense of wonder and awe, for here at the end of time, humanity was experiencing something entirely new and utterly inexplicable. (ilya kuvshinov, ryohei hase, jeff lemire, joão ruas, ultrahigh quality, breathtaking, vivid, sharp focus, opus magni, motion blur, high contrast, pointillist phong shading, masterpiece)
Prompt: At the end of time, as we know it, a most curious phenomenon occurred - deluvium meets delirium. The sky suddenly darkened as ominous clouds gathered above, heavy with prophetic portent. The air was thick with a palpable sense of impending chaos. And then it happened. The rains began to fall, a deluvium of such magnitude that the very earth shook under its weight. But this was no ordinary rain, for it was filled with madness and delirium, causing those who came into contact with it to lose their minds, consumed by an otherworldly ecstasy. As the rain poured down in an unrelenting torrent, the world around them began to spin out of control, time and space warping into a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes. And yet, amidst all the pandemonium and confusion, there was a sense of wonder and awe, for here at the end of time, humanity was experiencing something entirely new and utterly inexplicable. (jeremy mann, ilya kuvshinov, ryohei hase, jeff lemire, joão ruas, ultrahigh quality, breathtaking, vivid, sharp focus, opus magni, motion blur, high contrast, pointillist phong shading, masterpiece)
Prompt: At the end of time, as we know it, a most curious phenomenon occurred - deluvium meets delirium. The sky suddenly darkened as ominous clouds gathered above, heavy with prophetic portent. The air was thick with a palpable sense of impending chaos. And then it happened. The rains began to fall, a deluvium of such magnitude that the very earth shook under its weight. But this was no ordinary rain, for it was filled with madness and delirium, causing those who came into contact with it to lose their minds, consumed by an otherworldly ecstasy. As the rain poured down in an unrelenting torrent, the world around them began to spin out of control, time and space warping into a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes. And yet, amidst all the pandemonium and confusion, there was a sense of wonder and awe, for here at the end of time, humanity was experiencing something entirely new and utterly inexplicable. (jeremy mann, ilya kuvshinov, ryohei hase, jeff lemire, joão ruas, ultrahigh quality, breathtaking, hyperreal, photographic, spherometric, vivid, sharp focus, opus magni, motion blur, high contrast, pointillist phong shading, masterpiece)
Prompt: At the end of time, as we know it, a most curious phenomenon occurred - deluvium meets delirium. The sky suddenly darkened as ominous clouds gathered above, heavy with prophetic portent. The air was thick with a palpable sense of impending chaos. And then it happened. The rains began to fall, a deluvium of such magnitude that the very earth shook under its weight. But this was no ordinary rain, for it was filled with madness and delirium, causing those who came into contact with it to lose their minds, consumed by an otherworldly ecstasy. As the rain poured down in an unrelenting torrent, the world around them began to spin out of control, time and space warping into a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes. And yet, amidst all the pandemonium and confusion, there was a sense of wonder and awe, for here at the end of time, humanity was experiencing something entirely new and utterly inexplicable. (ryohei hase, joão ruas, ultrahigh quality, breathtaking, opus magni, masterpiece)
Prompt: At the end of time, as we know it, a most curious phenomenon occurred - deluvium meets delirium. The sky suddenly darkened as ominous clouds gathered above, heavy with prophetic portent. The air was thick with a palpable sense of impending chaos. And then it happened. The rains began to fall, a deluvium of such magnitude that the very earth shook under its weight. But this was no ordinary rain, for it was filled with madness and delirium, causing those who came into contact with it to lose their minds, consumed by an otherworldly ecstasy. As the rain poured down in an unrelenting torrent, the world around them began to spin out of control, time and space warping into a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes. And yet, amidst all the pandemonium and confusion, there was a sense of wonder and awe, for here at the end of time, humanity was experiencing something entirely new and utterly inexplicable. (ryohei hase, joão ruas, ultrahigh quality, breathtaking, vivid, sharp focus, opus magni, motion blur, high contrast, pointillist phong shading, masterpiece)
Prompt: At the end of time, as we know it, a most curious phenomenon occurred - deluvium meets delirium. The sky suddenly darkened as ominous clouds gathered above, heavy with prophetic portent. The air was thick with a palpable sense of impending chaos. And then it happened. The rains began to fall, a deluvium of such magnitude that the very earth shook under its weight. But this was no ordinary rain, for it was filled with madness and delirium, causing those who came into contact with it to lose their minds, consumed by an otherworldly ecstasy. As the rain poured down in an unrelenting torrent, the world around them began to spin out of control, time and space warping into a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes. And yet, amidst all the pandemonium and confusion, there was a sense of wonder and awe, for here at the end of time, humanity was experiencing something entirely new and utterly inexplicable. (magritte, mucha)
Prompt: Beautiful facade, hidden chaos, contrasting views; serene exterior, impending disaster, dual perspectives; picturesque scene, ominous turmoil, opposite impressions; idyllic surface, impending doom, contrasting perceptions; deceptive beauty, impending havoc, dual outlook; tranquil appearance, impending wreckage, conflicting impressions; scenic charm, impending chaos, dual perspectives; contrasting beauty, imminent destruction, conflicting views
Prompt: a world gripped by war, armored soldiers deployed on chaotic battlefields. The skies reflect the sinister glow of conflict. Terrified civilians flee, their looks betraying uncertainty, the streets echo with the tumult of refugees. The hasty footsteps, the muffled cries, the noise of the explosions form a discordant symphony. A boat on a turbulent watercourse represents the fragile hope of the fugitives. A scene imbued with palpable tension, where the quest for security becomes the common thread of a poignant plot.
Prompt: \"Out of the abyss emerged an entity of boundless malevolence—an abomination unseen before. Its form, an ever-shifting vortex of darkness and wretchedness, exuded an aura that devoured light itself. Eyes burning like the pits of eternal damnation, it commanded dread with every glance. Each step it took echoed through the fabric of existence, foretelling an epoch of absolute desolation and unending misery. Its howls, a chorus of infinite suffering, shattered reality itself, promising an eternity of insurmountable evil and unyielding torment. This was not a creature of the mortal realm; it was the eternal embodiment of unquenchable malevolence, the bringer of a darkness that knew no end.\"
Prompt: While you and I are alive among blood and ice, Among the oblivion of love in the weariness of labor. On our torn sleeves the swastika has decayed, It would be better to look at the clouds like fools. A transparent butterfly soul in the pollen of hopes He will rise, hurrying home, above the blackness of his clothes. Only the body spilled a glass of milk into the ground, He had so little time to look at the clouds. On pain of our own deaths in the desire to be, We are ready to shed the tears of future children over the edges. Forgive us for the weakness of our souls, for what is deep The sadness of bloody puddles, beyond the clouds...
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: A blazing inferno of miniature Chinese dragons, their scales shimmering with a bedazzling cute glow. Darting through the clouds and mist. With big watery eyes, they are incredibly adorable and amusing. With the inscription \"2024.\" Close midshot, high detail, rule of thirds depth of field, intricate textures, concept art, vibrant colors, futuristic design, meticulous attention to detail, grandeur and awe, a breathtaking visual masterpiece, within a fantastical realm, intense lighting。
Prompt: A kingdom of darkness, ruled by the seven deadly sins. The shadowy figures that embody greed, envy, and wrath are just the beginning of the malevolent forces that lurk in this eerie and foreboding place.
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: 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: A harbinger of the Wild Hunt, he led a ghostly troupe amidst winter's storms, where tempests signaled death.
Prompt: The ray of the golden sun of darkness was hidden by a veil,And suddenly there was a wall between us again.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-aThe night will pass, the morning will be clear,I know happiness awaits you and me,The night will pass, the rainy season will pass,The sun will rise, the sun will rise.The birds stopped singing, the starlight touched the roofs,In the hour of sadness and sorrow, you will hear my voice.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Prompt: The ray of the golden sun of darkness was hidden by a veil,And suddenly there was a wall between us again.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-aThe night will pass, the morning will be clear,I know happiness awaits you and me,The night will pass, the rainy season will pass,The sun will rise, the sun will rise.The birds stopped singing, the starlight touched the roofs,In the hour of sadness and sorrow, you will hear my voice.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
Prompt: The ray of the golden sun of darkness was hidden by a veil,And suddenly there was a wall between us again.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-aThe night will pass, the morning will be clear,I know happiness awaits you and me,The night will pass, the rainy season will pass,The sun will rise, the sun will rise.
Prompt: The ray of the golden sun of darkness was hidden by a veil,And suddenly there was a wall between us again.A-a-a-a-a-a-a-aThe night will pass, the morning will be clear,I know happiness awaits you and me,The night will pass, the rainy season will pass,The sun will rise, the sun will rise.
Prompt: Beneath the apocalyptic skies, dark clouds loom over the perilous seas. The ocean, for reasons unknown, violently boils; colossal waves roll like raging torrents, carrying an agitated and restless force. The suspension bridge teeters in the ferocious winds, its fractured cables swaying unpredictably, akin to strands of destiny. Amidst this tumultuous tempest, seagulls soar across the sky veiled by endless black clouds. Their cries echo like mournful hymns, as if foretelling the ominous harbinger of doomsday. The sea and the earth seem to edge toward the brink of destruction, while the darkness brought by the clouds reveals an irretrievable sense of fate. This spectacle, akin to a visual portent of apocalypse, silently conveys an intertwining of destruction and hope, casting humanity's future into boundless uncertainty and challenge.
Prompt: a dark and foreboding realm, shadowy figures represent sins like greed, envy, and wrath, each symbolizing their nature through actions or objects. The eerie atmosphere is charged with malevolent energy, highlighting the corrupting influence of these sins on humans. The scene conveys danger and moral decay in a visually symbolic manner.
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: 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 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.
