Prompt: In the small, desolate town of Raven's Hollow, where the wind whispered secrets through the skeletal branches of ancient trees, lived a woman named Emily Turner. Tall and slender, with ebony hair cascading down her shoulders like a shroud, Emily had an unsettling beauty that drew people in, yet left them uneasy. Her eyes, an intense shade of obsidian, seemed to hold a darkness that transcended the ordinary. They were windows into a world where nightmares took form, and those who dared to peer into them felt a chill crawl down their spines. Emily's presence, while magnetic, cast a shadow over the town, leaving a residue of unease that lingered long after she passed. No one knew much about Emily's past. She had arrived in Raven's Hollow like a specter, settling into a decrepit Victorian house at the outskirts of town. Locals whispered about strange occurrences in her vicinity — flickering streetlights, the haunting wail of an unseen cat, and the occasional sighting of shadows that moved with a life of their own. Rumors claimed Emily had a collection of antique dolls that lined the shelves of her home. Each doll, with porcelain skin and soulless eyes, seemed to watch anyone who dared to enter. Some said the dolls whispered to Emily in the dead of night, sharing secrets only the darkness could hold. The town's children, warned by their superstitious parents, dared each other to approach her house, their hearts pounding in their chests as they tiptoed past the wrought-iron gate. Emily's attire added to the mystique that surrounded her. She wore long, flowing dresses that seemed to dance with an otherworldly energy as she moved. Black lace adorned her attire, and a silver locket, rumored to contain a lock of her own hair, hung from her neck. Locals spoke of a haunting melody that accompanied her wherever she went, a mournful tune that echoed through the empty streets when the moon hung low in the sky. As the seasons changed, Emily remained an enigma, her presence casting a perpetual gloom over Raven's Hollow. Some whispered that she was a witch, while others believed she was a vessel for the spirits that wandered the town's forgotten corners. Regardless of the rumors, one thing was certain — Emily Turner was a figure of both fascination and fear, a dark specter in a town cloaked in shadows.
Negative: bad picture
Style: Photographic
Prompt: In the small, desolate town of Raven's Hollow, where the wind whispered secrets through the skeletal branches of ancient trees, lived a woman named Emily Turner. Tall and slender, with ebony hair cascading down her shoulders like a shroud, Emily had an unsettling beauty that drew people in, yet left them uneasy. Her eyes, an intense shade of obsidian, seemed to hold a darkness that transcended the ordinary. They were windows into a world where nightmares took form, and those who dared to peer into them felt a chill crawl down their spines. Emily's presence, while magnetic, cast a shadow over the town, leaving a residue of unease that lingered long after she passed. No one knew much about Emily's past. She had arrived in Raven's Hollow like a specter, settling into a decrepit Victorian house at the outskirts of town. Locals whispered about strange occurrences in her vicinity — flickering streetlights, the haunting wail of an unseen cat, and the occasional sighting of shadows that moved with a life of their own. Rumors claimed Emily had a collection of antique dolls that lined the shelves of her home. Each doll, with porcelain skin and soulless eyes, seemed to watch anyone who dared to enter. Some said the dolls whispered to Emily in the dead of night, sharing secrets only the darkness could hold. The town's children, warned by their superstitious parents, dared each other to approach her house, their hearts pounding in their chests as they tiptoed past the wrought-iron gate. Emily's attire added to the mystique that surrounded her. She wore long, flowing dresses that seemed to dance with an otherworldly energy as she moved. Black lace adorned her attire, and a silver locket, rumored to contain a lock of her own hair, hung from her neck. Locals spoke of a haunting melody that accompanied her wherever she went, a mournful tune that echoed through the empty streets when the moon hung low in the sky. As the seasons changed, Emily remained an enigma, her presence casting a perpetual gloom over Raven's Hollow. Some whispered that she was a witch, while others believed she was a vessel for the spirits that wandered the town's forgotten corners. Regardless of the rumors, one thing was certain — Emily Turner was a figure of both fascination and fear, a dark specter in a town cloaked in shadows.
Prompt: Grimalkin the witch assassin of malkin clan. She is a tall, thin woman with long, flowing black hair and piercing green eyes. She is often seen wearing dark, hooded robes and carries a pair of razor-sharp scissors, which she is rumored to use to snip off the thumb bones of her enemies. The robes are often made of a heavy, coarse fabric that is resistant to the elements. The hood is deep and drawn low over her face, obscuring her features and casting her eyes in shadow. Pale, almost translucent skin that appears as if it is stretched tightly over her bones. Sharp, angular features that give her a gaunt, almost feral appearance. Long, bony fingers that end in sharp, jagged claws. She wears a leather scabbard holding different sizes of blades across her.
Negative: ugly, blurry, grainy, cut off, poorly drawn hands, poorly drawn feet, poorly drawn face, out of frame, extra limbs, disfigured, deformed, body out of frame, blurry, bad anatomy, blurred, watermark, grainy, signature
Style: Photographic
Prompt: In the heart of a forgotten realm, a cliff looms like a bastion of the night, its towering presence shrouded in an aura of gothic grandeur. Its moss-covered surface, adorned with gnarled branches and ancient carvings, bears the marks of countless storms and centuries of solitude. The wind howls through the desolate landscape, its ghostly whispers echoing among the cliff's jagged fissures. The scene exudes an air of melancholic beauty, a testament to the enduring power of nature and the enduring mystery of the past.universe.
Negative: Low-quality Distorted perspective Unnatural lighting Inconsistent textures Jagged edges Missing elements Anatomical errors Clipping Color banding Excessive noise Artifacts
Style: Photographic
Prompt: Her hair, a cascade of twilight's embrace, A silken tapestry, a moonlit trace. Dark strands adorned by the gentle wind's play, Whispering secrets only the breeze could convey. Eyes, deep pools reflecting the azure sky, Mirrors of wisdom, where stories lie. In their depths, a universe unfurled, A bewitching gaze that enraptured the world. Cheeks adorned with nature's tender hue, A blush of dawn, a rose's morning dew. A simple grace in every modest line, In the realm of simplicity, her beauty did shine. A smile that danced with the sun's warm kiss, A serenade of joy, a moment of bliss. Radiance that eclipsed the day's soft glow, In her laughter, the river's melodies did flow. Her hands, artisans weaving life's subtle art, Fingers that traced the beat of a humble heart. Touch gentle as petals in a morning's embrace, Crafting tales of tenderness, woven with grace. A gown of simplicity adorned her frame, A canvas of earth tones, a reflection of her name. Yet in its modest folds, a regal air, For beauty finds royalty in the hearts that care. And as his gaze descended, enchanted and sweet, To the earth-kissed ground, to her dainty feet. In each step, a story of journeys trod, A commoner's path, where grace softly plod. In her entirety, a masterpiece untold, A commoner's beauty, more precious than gold.
Negative: missing limbs, extra limbs, bode posture, ugly, bad, unrelated
Style: Photographic
Prompt: In a realm where whispers of tales unfold, A prince embarked on a quest, his heart untold. By the river, where secrets gently kissed, He found a girl, a vision, in the morning mist. Her hair, a tangle of midnight's delight, Wild and free, a captivating sight. Dark strands framed a face with a daring gaze, A rebel's spirit, leaving trails ablaze. Eyes like embers, reflecting the flame, A tempest of passion, no two moments the same. In their depths, a story, sultry and raw, A flicker of rebellion, a fire to draw. Cheeks kissed by shadows, a moonlit affair, A subtle defiance in the morning air. A smoldering blush, a provocative trace, A defiance of norms, a rebellion in grace. A smirk that spoke of secrets, untamed, In the prince's heart, a desire inflamed. A laughter, a melody, bold and free, Echoing through the forest, a symphony. Her hands, rebels in their own right, Tracing lines of pleasure in the moon's soft light. Tattoos of stories, etched on skin, A canvas of desires, a tale to begin. Her attire, a whisper of defiance, A dance of fabric in provocative alliance. A silhouette against the river's flow, A statement of freedom, in the undertow. And as his gaze descended, a daring feat, To the ground where her bare feet did meet. In each step, a rebellion untamed, A dance of passion, a fire unclaimed. In her entirety, a masterpiece of the night, A commoner's beauty, a prince's delight. For in the shadows, where secrets reside, The prince found a fire, a rebel, a bride.
Negative: bad
Style: Photographic
Prompt: The unique beauty of a vampire. Her black hair, curls of which frame a slender face, give her mystery and sophistication. But the main decoration of her hairstyle is a long bang, which hides part of her face and gives mystery to her look. Black hair is perfectly combined with pale, almost dead skin, which perfectly emphasizes the mystery deeply seated in it, In the style of fantasy and Gothic, this tattoo represents the golden domes of Orthodox churches, which are a symbol of rich history and cultural heritage, The tattoo looks just great on her pale skin, as if they have found a second life, She She is dressed in an elegant dress made of dark velvet, which emphasizes her mystery and luxury, Jewelry in the form of silver chains and a necklace with an amulet capable of neutralizing the sun's rays, Her pedigree and abilities are emphasized, Her eyes, full of impetuosity and depth, sparkle from under dark eyelashes, as if enveloping everyone who dares to look at her. Her inner fire and passion slip into her gaze, making her even more attractive and dangerous, The whole composition of the image of this vampire combines beauty and gloom, mystery and power,
Style: Photographic
Prompt: In the moonlit recesses of Raven's Hollow, a new terror lurked, born from the mysterious essence of Emily Turner. The townsfolk spoke in hushed tones of the \"Obsidian Wraith,\" a monstrous apparition that manifested from the shadows she cast. This ethereal being had a form that seemed to defy reality—a silhouette of undulating darkness, woven with tendrils that mimicked Emily's ebony locks. Its eyes, pools of inky blackness, held the same haunting depth as hers. As it moved, a haunting melody emanated, a mournful tune that echoed through the night, sending shivers down the spines of those unfortunate enough to witness this spectral creation. The Obsidian Wraith, an embodiment of Emily's mysterious aura, became the town's new legend, a creature of darkness that blurred the lines between nightmares and reality.
Negative: bad picture,ugly
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: In the dense forest, an aura of mystery hangs in the air as the witch walks with silent steps among the ancient, twisted trees. His dark cloak flutters gently in the wind, and his enigmatic figure seems to merge with the surrounding shadows. Her face is half-hidden by a shadowy hood, but bright, piercing eyes peer through the folds of the fabric, emanating an aura of power and ancient wisdom. The fine wrinkles on her face reveal a life dedicated to the study of the mystical arts, each line telling a story of hidden knowledge and secrets. In her hand, she holds a staff adorned with magical carvings, emanating a subtle glow that seems to pulse in harmony with the energy of the forest around her. Her steps are calculated and firm, as she moves confidently along the forest paths, surrounded by an air of authority and mystery, each gesture charged with an ancient magic that permeates the environment around her.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: Beneath the canopy of a moonless night, the forest stands cloaked in an impenetrable darkness. The trees, like silent sentinels, stretch their gnarled branches towards the heavens, their silhouettes etched against the starless void. The only sound is the gentle rustle of leaves whispering secrets in the hushed stillness. An air of tranquility pervades the scene, a sense of quietude that borders on the ominous.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: A quiet and desolate scene unfolds at an old northeastern school. The corner of the building is veiled by sprawling dead branches and withering ancient trees, revealing an aged women's restroom. The walls, faded and mottled, depict a twisted and dilapidated state, with shattered and disorderly windows, and a crooked door panel. The sky is engulfed by heavy dark clouds, periodically punctuated by flashes of lightning, adding to the eerie atmosphere. The overall image is dominated by a somber color palette, emphasizing the abandoned structure and oppressive ambiance, creating a mysterious and unsettling feeling.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: Grimalkin the witch assassin of malkin clan. She is a tall, thin woman with long, flowing black hair and piercing green eyes. She is often seen wearing dark, hooded robes and carries a pair of razor-sharp scissors, which she is rumored to use to snip off the thumb bones of her enemies. Pale, almost translucent skin that appears as if it is stretched tightly over her bones. Sharp, angular features that give her a gaunt, almost feral appearance. Long, bony fingers that end in sharp, jagged claws. She is formidable sprinter. She wears a leather scabbard holding different sizes of blades.
Negative: ugly, blurry, grainy, cut off, poorly drawn hands, poorly drawn feet, poorly drawn face, out of frame, extra limbs, disfigured, deformed, body out of frame, blurry, bad anatomy, blurred, watermark, grainy, signature
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: I woke up in a forest, surrounded by thick fog and mysterious whispers in the unsettling silence. A mysterious voice told me that this was a village cursed by werewolves. Through the mist, I found myself in an ancient and unfamiliar place. The voice warned me that night was approaching and I had to find a way to escape before the werewolf awakened.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: Grimalkin the witch assassin of malkin clan. She is a tall, thin woman with long, flowing black hair and piercing green eyes. She is often seen wearing dark, hooded robes and carries a pair of razor-sharp scissors, which she is rumored to use to snip off the thumb bones of her enemies. Pale, almost translucent skin that appears as if it is stretched tightly over her bones. Sharp, angular features that give her a gaunt, almost feral appearance. Long, bony fingers that end in sharp, jagged claws. She is formidable sprinter. She wears a leather scabbard holding different sizes of blades.
Negative: ugly, blurry, grainy, cut off, poorly drawn hands, poorly drawn feet, poorly drawn face, out of frame, extra limbs, disfigured, deformed, body out of frame, blurry, bad anatomy, blurred, watermark, grainy, signature
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: Grimalkin the witch assassin of malkin clan. She is a tall, thin woman with long, flowing black hair and piercing green eyes. She is often seen wearing dark, hooded robes and carries a pair of razor-sharp scissors, which she is rumored to use to snip off the thumb bones of her enemies. Pale, almost translucent skin that appears as if it is stretched tightly over her bones. Sharp, angular features that give her a gaunt, almost feral appearance. Long, bony fingers that end in sharp, jagged claws. She wears a leather scabbard holding different sizes of blades.
Style: Analog Film
Prompt: force, reckoned moonlit forest, nocturnal creatures, ancient trees, branches, eerie shadows, young beetle, iridescent wings, glimmering, delicate antennae, twitching, communication, fellow insects, guardian, queen bee, court towering mountain range, snow-capped peaks, morning light, sorceress, long silver hair, streaming, banner, rocky outcropping, eyes, fixed, horizon, ancient magic, elements, fierce storm, winds howling, lightning flashing neon-lit streets, bustling metropolis, hum technology, chatter crowd, space smuggler, rugged spaceship, parked, throngs people, eyes, scanning, shadows, danger, mystery, face, shrouded, dark cloak, reputation desert sun, relentless, sand dunes, sea gold, young warrior, skin, burned, brown, rocky outcropping, eyes, fixed, horizon, fierce fighter, sword, gleaming, fluid, deadly, quest, avenge, family's honor, stop, nothing, achieve, goal.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: a terrifying ghost flying in the thick of a black, impenetrable, mystical dark forest, wandering between trees and foliage, a prolonged buzzing sounds from the ghost, giving the environment eerie vibrations, dark crows fly away from the ghost in different directions, the forest is so dense that you can see only a small, very dim light, tall trees and large bark, the forest floor is covered with brown old leaves, the ghost is white, semi-transparent, with only two holes for the peephole, shooting in the style of very dark noir,cinematic style of photography, restrained tone, low light,real photo,RAW
Style: Photographic
Prompt: photo, 8k Within an ancient, decaying forest, a haunting, ethereal poltergeist, draped in spectral, tattered robes, hovers beside a twisted, gnarled, and skeletal tree. Its skeletal, elongated fingers reach towards a flickering, ancient, moonlit lantern. Shadows dance with eerie, spine-tingling movements, as countless, grotesque, disembodied, and mournful faces materialize in the twisted, spectral, and haunted branches. The ghostly, echoing, whispers of lost souls fill the air, as an icy, bone-chilling, spectral mist envelops the eerie, moonlit, and forgotten woodland
Prompt: Pretty witch outfit large cloak, fantasy forest landscape, dragon scales, fantasy magic, undercut hairstyle, short purple black fade hair, dark light night, intricate, elegant, sharp focus, illustration, highly detailed, digital painting, concept art, matte, art by WLOP and Artgerm and Greg Rutkowski and Alphonse Mucha, masterpiece
Negative: (deformed, distorted, disfigured:1.3), poorly drawn, bad anatomy, wrong anatomy, extra lim, missing limb, floating limbs, (mutated hands and fingers:1.4), disconnected limbs, mutation, mutated, ugly, disgusting, blurry, amputation
Style: Photographic
Prompt: vampire hunter d, In the desolate Northern Frontier, a young woman named Leila lives with her family, eking out a meager existence. One night, a fiery object streaks across the sky and crashes into the wasteland, leaving a crater that spews forth a noxious black fog. This fog turns the local wildlife into grotesque, monstrous creatures.. in the style of Yoshitaka Amano
Style: Photographic
Prompt: The Whispering Grove is a mystical woodland where the trees are not only ancient but also sentient. As the wind rustles through their leaves, the trees emit melodic whispers that tell tales of forgotten lore and ancient wisdom. The grove is bathed in a perpetual, soft glow emanating from the luminescent moss that carpets the forest floor. The moss responds to the emotions of the creatures around it, changing color and brightness in harmony with the collective mood of the grove. Amidst the gentle whispers, there exists a rare creature known as the Lirelisk. Resembling a delicate fusion of a butterfly and a will-o'-wisp, the Lirelisk flits through the air, leaving trails of shimmering stardust in its wake. Its wings are translucent, reflecting the ambient glow of the grove, and when it opens them wide, tiny, celestial symbols are revealed, as if written in the language of the cosmos. The Whispering Grove is a sanctuary where the Lirelisk and other mystical beings coexist, sharing in the ancient wisdom of the sentient trees. The air is thick with enchantment, and those who enter the grove often find themselves immersed in a surreal symphony of whispers and the soft, magical light that dances through the branches. Legend has it that those who listen closely to the whispers may gain fleeting glimpses of the grove's ancient memories and the secrets woven into the very fabric of the Whispering Grove itself.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: In the tangled undergrowth of the ancient forest, a creature unlike any other roamed beneath the boughs of the trees. Part elf, part wolf, part goblin - this hybrid creature was a vicious predator, fiercely intelligent and utterly fearless. Its pointed ears twitched as it sniffed the damp, earthy air, the scent of prey on the breeze. Its eyes gleamed with a keen, otherworldly intelligence, seeking out any sign of weakness or vulnerability in its surroundings. As it moved through the thicket, the creature's movements were lithe and graceful as it bounded over fallen logs and leaped across burbling streams. Its coat, a mix of fur and fine, mottled scales, shimmered subtly in the dappled sunlight that filtered through the thick canopy overhead. With teeth like razors and claws like daggers, the creature was a force to be reckoned with - a true master of the woodland realm, feared and respected by all who dared to venture within its domain.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: As Aria enters the Forest of Oblivion, she immediately senses an eerie atmosphere, as if time itself has halted. Wandering among the towering trees, each step is accompanied by the rustling of dry leaves underfoot. The deeper she ventures into the forest, the more she finds her memories fading away. She begins to forget her family, her friends, and even her own name. The scene captures Aria in a state of bewilderment and awe, surrounded by the ancient, mist-enshrouded trees of the forest. Her expression is one of mixed wonder and confusion, as the magic of the forest slowly erases her memories, leaving her lost in a world both beautiful and mysterious.
Prompt: As Aria enters the Forest of Oblivion, she immediately senses an eerie atmosphere, as if time itself has halted. Wandering among the towering trees, each step is accompanied by the rustling of dry leaves underfoot. The deeper she ventures into the forest, the more she finds her memories fading away. She begins to forget her family, her friends, and even her own name. The scene captures Aria in a state of bewilderment and awe, surrounded by the ancient, mist-enshrouded trees of the forest. Her expression is one of mixed wonder and confusion, as the magic of the forest slowly erases her memories, leaving her lost in a world both beautiful and mysterious. seed:4230352618
Prompt: In twilight's tender, shifting hue, There walks a soul, both rare and true, Aeliana Aurora, her name held dear, Ethereal Observer, without peer.Her eyes, like opals in moonlight's gleam, Unveil the universe as in a dream, Behind iridescent sunglasses, they tell, Aeliana Aurora, where mysteries dwell.She's a guardian of secrets, a cosmic seer, Whispering to the heavens, stars draw near, Between this world and the cosmic ridge, Aeliana Aurora, her essence, a bridge.In her presence, time seems to slow, As constellations in her gaze aglow, With grace and wonder, she takes her flight, Aeliana Aurora, the bearer of light.A being of beauty, intrigue, and grace, A celestial muse in this boundless space, Aeliana Aurora, a legacy evermore, Ethereal Observer, that the stars adore.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: color photo of a long-haired forest girl with a blackened face, staring directly into the camera with a hauntingly lifeless expression. The girl is surrounded by the lush greenery of the forest, her dark hair cascading down her shoulders. The atmosphere is mysterious and unsettling, as if she is a spectral figure emerging from the depths of the woods. The photo captures the raw and untamed essence of nature, juxtaposed with the girl's eerie presence. The composition is stark and minimalist, emphasizing the intensity of her gaze.
Negative: Blurry, Low resolution, Noise, Pixelation, Overexposure, Distorted proportions, Inconsistent lighting, Muddy colors, Lack of detail, Unnatural perspective, Jagged edges, Aliasing, Artifacts, Banding, Washed-out colors, Flat shading, Incorrect shadows, Unbalanced composition, Unintended blurring, Smearing, cursed hands, small fingers, huge fingers, cursed fingers
Style: Photographic
Prompt: a free ghost flying in the thick of an impenetrable dark forest, wandering between trees and foliage, a long-drawn hum is heard from the ghost, giving the environment eerie vibrations, dark crows fly away from the ghost in different directions, the forest is so dense that you can see only a small, very dim light, tall trees and large bark, the forest floor is covered with brown old leaves, ghost white, semi-transparent, with only two peephole holes, cinematic style of photography, restrained tone, low lighting, real photo,RAW
Style: Photographic
Prompt: A mysterious forest clearing, moonlight filtering through dense trees, a solitary figure standing tall, ethereal glow, glowing eyes, ancient ruins in the background, surreal colors, mist swirling around, fantasy artstyle, dramatic angles, top-down perspective, references: Tolkien's Middle-earth, a towering figure resembling a guardian, mystical artifacts scattered around, eerie ambiance, mystical creatures lurking in the shadows, characters: a cloaked wanderer holding a glowing staff, camera-type: wide-angle lens capturing the vastness of the scene
Style: Photographic
Prompt: At the top of the hill stands an eerie and ancient village shrouded in a thin mist, adding to its mysterious aura. The village's structures are rustic and weathered, with walls showing signs of age, and rooftops covered in moss, as if silently narrating tales of antiquity. Nestled within a dense forest, the old village appears secluded, enveloped by towering trees that add to its secrecy. As night falls, faint lights shimmer through some windows, resembling ghostly eyes flickering in the darkness. In the heart of the village lies an abandoned temple, its gate pitch-black, seeming like a gateway to another realm. On the desolate square before the temple, moonlight casts eerie shadows of trees, while vague silhouettes linger in the night. This village is steeped in an atmosphere of ancient legends, as if it has slumbered for millennia, exuding an enigmatic and unsettling presence. The scene is filled with secrecy, mystique, and an inexplicable sense of dread and curiosity.
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: A beautiful girl similar to Monica Bellucci, in Gothic style, a very detailed face and body, a walk through a gloomy world. she is happy to be alone in this world, very detailed, photorealistic, masterpiece, dynamic light, flickering, glowing, beautiful image inspired by H. R. Giger. Orson Welles and Gene Ansell,
Style: Photographic
Prompt: un ange héroïque de style gothique héroïque penché en pleurant dans ses mains alors que des ailes déployées aussi grandes que des arbres, dans un désert sombre avec de la pluie qui coule et qui coule de sa forme, sombre déprimante,
Style: Photographic
Prompt: A small town, now eerily silent, sits under the massive shadow of an alien structure. Homes and shops are left abandoned, doors swinging in the wind. The town square, once a hub of community life, is now a desolate space with a few scattered belongings, telling tales of panicked escape. The air is heavy with a sense of loss and an unfamiliar metallic scent left by the invaders.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: a gorgeous Victorian girl decorated with black rose flowers, her wavy black hair cascades, large light brown eyes (catch the light in her eyes), condescendingly look down at the viewer, low camera angle, (detailed detailing of the skin structure, barely perceptible freckles), her mystical attractive and gaze is mesmerizing,it is impossible to take your eyes off her face, she has a beautiful large bouquet of pure black roses in her hands,black roses around her,she is in a luxurious Gothic dress made of filigree lace,dark botany,dark noir, 32k,DSLR,UHD,best quality,cinematic,real photo raw Greg Rutkowski style
Negative: bad, low picture quality,(deformity of hands and fingers:1.4)
Style: Photographic
Prompt: a gorgeous Victorian girl decorated with black rose flowers, her wavy black hair cascades, large light brown eyes (catch the light in her eyes), condescendingly look down at the viewer, low camera angle, (detailed detailing of the skin structure, barely perceptible freckles), her mystical attractive and gaze is mesmerizing,it is impossible to take your eyes off her face, she has a beautiful large bouquet of pure black roses in her hands,black roses around her,she is in a luxurious Gothic dress made of filigree lace,dark botany,dark noir, 32k,DSLR,UHD,best quality,cinematic, behind her is a dark room with clouds of red and black smoke filling the whole room,real photo raw Greg Rutkowski style
Negative: bad,low picture quality,(deformity of hands and fingers:1.4),red roses
Style: Photographic
Prompt: a gorgeous Victorian girl decorated with black rose flowers, her wavy black hair cascades, large light brown eyes (catch the light in her eyes), condescendingly look down at the viewer, low camera angle, (detailed detailing of the skin structure, barely perceptible freckles), her mystical attractive and gaze is mesmerizing,it is impossible to take your eyes off her face, she has a beautiful large bouquet of pure black roses in her hands,black roses around her, she is in a luxurious Gothic dress made of filigree lace, dark red backlight on the side,dark botany,dark noir,32k,dslr,UHD,best quality,cinematic,real photo raw Greg Rutkowski style
Negative: bad, low picture quality,(deformity of hands and fingers:1.4)
Style: Photographic
Prompt: Mournfully Haunted, sphene synapses bleed tuberose ciphers across basanite harmonies unfoldingendlessly in ebon walkways, phantasmic emanations distilling topaz canticles acrossthe coagulating streets encrypt requiems amid funerary zircon spires prosthetic voices fadingeternal elegies through amber grids greying into opalescent ether. (Talya Chetrit, Rachel Rossin, Cao Fei, Katrín Elvarsdóttir, Camille Henrot, Ed Atkins) (breathtaking, stunning, uhd, ultradetailed, hyperrealistic, masterpiece)
Negative: nudity
Style: Photographic
Prompt: A lone figure stands amidst a desolate, barren landscape. The sky is a swirling vortex of dark clouds, and the wind howls like a tormented beast. The air is thick with an oppressive silence that is broken only by the occasional gust of wind and the eerie creaking of a nearby tree branch. The figure is shrouded in darkness, their face obscured by shadows. They feel a growing sense of dread as they realize they are completely alone, lost in this bleak and unforgiving world.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: She was a vacant vagrant, stumbling haphazardly through the labyrinthine halls of an abandoned warehouse, her movements erratic and fueled by the crack coursing through her veins. Her eyes burned with a frenzied intensity, reflecting the chaos of her mind and the tumult of the world around her. The warehouse, once a bustling hive of industry, now lay dormant and desolate, a mere shell of its former glory. Yet, through the haze of drugs and desperation, the woman saw something that others missed - a flickering hope that perhaps, just perhaps, this shattered and abandoned place held some shred of meaning, some glimmer of truth amidst the rubble. It was a fool's hope, perhaps, but in a world so dominated by cold logic and calculation, perhaps it was better to be a fool than to surrender oneself to the crushing weight of despair. (valentin plessy, derek stratton, jonas de ro, alex andreev, neil blevins, sylwia pusz, holger lippmann, aleksi peltonen, peter tumas, emanuele dascanio)
Style: Photographic
Prompt: She was a vacant vagrant, stumbling haphazardly through the labyrinthine halls of an abandoned warehouse, her movements erratic and fueled by the crack coursing through her veins. Her eyes burned with a frenzied intensity, reflecting the chaos of her mind and the tumult of the world around her. The warehouse, once a bustling hive of industry, now lay dormant and desolate, a mere shell of its former glory. Yet, through the haze of drugs and desperation, the woman saw something that others missed - a flickering hope that perhaps, just perhaps, this shattered and abandoned place held some shred of meaning, some glimmer of truth amidst the rubble. It was a fool's hope, perhaps, but in a world so dominated by cold logic and calculation, perhaps it was better to be a fool than to surrender oneself to the crushing weight of despair.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: A forest opening in a endless forest on the mountains, with an interconnected building that form a cohesive unit with a central courtyard, creating a sense of unity and shared space. The hollow center serves as a focal point, where sunlight filters through, casting a warm glow on the aged walls and creating a tranquil atmosphere in the mysterious dak forest around, vintage American countryside architecture, mysterious atmosfere, vintage, dreamy, lucid dream, vintage photography, matte painting, autumn foliage, golden meadows, cold wind, golden hour, breathtaking views of the valley and sunset
Negative: low quality, pc rendered tree foliage, unreal engine, pc VFX,
Style: Photographic
Prompt: This 16-year-old high school girl named Xiaofang, she is a typical Asian face, with long black hair slightly curled, naturally hanging down on her shoulders, her eyes are bright and divine, as if she can speak, revealing a smart and witty temperament, her eyebrows are slender and powerful, and complement her eyes to make her facial features more three-dimensional, Xiaofang's skin is fair, and there are almost no pores visible, giving people a sense of innocence, her nose bridge is straight, her lips are slightly plump, and she looks very cute with a light lipstick, she has a pair of small dimples on her cheeks, and whenever she laughs, the dimples will appear, which makes people can't help but want to make her happy, Xiaofang's figure is slender and well-proportioned, and her height is about 165 cmHer breasts are well developed and perfectly curved with her slender waist, her legs are slender and firm, she looks very elegant when she walks, her fingers are slender and slender, her nails are neatly trimmed and cleanly painted with pale pink nail polish
Style: Photographic
Prompt: I want you to create an image of Aragorn with a cadaverous pale complexion, white eyes with glowing reflections, raven-black hair with wispy strands tinged with yellowish-white. He should be clad in rusted and battle-worn armor, featuring damaged obsidian stones and some bloodstains on the armor.
Style: Photographic
Prompt: /She is a young girl, her countenance as fresh as the morning dew. Her black hair cascades down her forehead, slightly curly, falling onto her shoulders, adding a touch of softness and playfulness. The dark locks emit a faint fragrance, reminiscent of blossoming flowers in spring
Style: Photographic
Prompt: Prompt: A beautiful skeleton sits on a graceful nightmare, creating around it an image filled with elegance and grace. Her appearance represents the beauty of death.The skeletons's hair, long and light, like the rays of the moon, plays in the wind, framing her skeletal face. Her eyesockets, deep and empty, sparkle with the reflection of the starry sky, expressing wisdom and mystery. A grin plays on her face, as if she knows some secrets of the worlds, accessible only to a select few. The elf is dressed in a stunning dress made of fabric reminiscent of a spider's web, decorated with magical patterns and embroideries. The dress emphasizes her skeletal figure, and each step creates a light sound, like music accompanying her movement. Thin silver bracelets and rings shine on her hands, adding mystery to her appearance.The bridle decorated with skeletal patterns gives the nightmare horse special grandeur. The surrounding landscape also fits into this magical picture - cemetary graves covered with dew and sparkling streams create an atmosphere of mystery and enchanting beauty. jarek kubicki
Style: Photographic
Prompt: VISUAL STYLE: Cinerealism , GENRE: Concept art, OBJECT(s): Beautiful woman hiding behind a tree Middle Ages, Fantasy, TIME PERIOD: Out of stock, COLOR: Shining Leather, ASPECT RATIO: 16:9, FORMAT: 12K, FRAME SIZE: Full frame, LENS SIZE: Excessive detail, COMPOSITION: The object is completely in the frame, complex details, sharp cheekbones, plump lips and a detailed face, LIGHTING: bright, LIGHTING TYPE: natural, TIME OF DAY: Missing, ENVIRONMENT: Garden, LOCATION TYPE: Exterior, LANDSCAPE: Castle, CAMERAS: Out of stock, LENS: Out of stock, MOVIE in stock / RESOLUTION: Masterpiece, TAGS: High detail, flowers - in the 5th -2nd frame 16:9
Style: Photographic
Prompt: a 30-year-old asian girl covered in veins,closed eyes，hair was slowly covered with vines, wearing a borken gold green robe,demianatomy gear wheel body, tears will fall from the face,standing in Dark forest，a beam of sun light fell on the girl who playing a cello，
Style: Photographic
Prompt: Drone view,In front of the relievo dragon stands a Chinese beautiful girl,12 years old,white,wearing a gorgeous Hanfu,white,Chinese relievo dragon,dream scene, grand scene,minimalism,Chinese dragon,C4D rendering,Surrealism,meticulous design, asymmetrical balance,master works, movie lighting, Ultra HD, fine details, color grading,32K HD --ar 3:4 --v 6.0
Prompt: Showcasing the lush greenery, tall trees, and sunlight filtering through the forest canopy, with a pathway winding through it. Alongside the trail, you can include a picturesque village with charming half-timbered houses and perhaps a glimpse of a cuckoo clock. As a delightful touch, have a slice of scrumptious Black Forest cake placed on a tree stump or picnic table, inviting viewers to indulge in the region's famous dessert after an adventurous day exploring nature. Don't forget to add a happy hiker or cyclist passing by, enjoying the beauty of the surroundings!
Style: Photographic
