Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: ....A dream, a dream.He always lives in the hearts of only those who believe in a fairy tale.And Gray sails to his Assol.She is so waiting for him, and this..his heart warms..And a ship is running on the wavesAnd the sea is quietly worshipingLovers have their lighthouse shining.And the scarlet sail is so visible from the shore.And the meaning is this:that Faith is our everything!And miracles are subject to all of usAnd you can take red fabric.And sew your happiness with your hands.
Prompt: Everything perishable falls from the soul, Stories strike the clock The universe rings with silver, Dogs fly across the universe... The colors are burning fantastically, And, no matter how wise the head is, You still believe the fairy tale. The fairy tale is always right!
Prompt: Everything perishable falls from the soul, Stories strike the clock The universe rings with silver, Dogs fly across the universe... The colors are burning fantastically, And, no matter how wise the head is, You still believe the fairy tale. The fairy tale is always right!
Prompt: Amidst a wintry landscape by the riverside, the camera gradually moves forward, unveiling a solitary figure dressed in black. This figure stands alone, reminiscent of a desolate ancient assassin. The surrounding trees sway with the wind, their whispered rustling intensifying the overall melancholic ambiance. The aim is to highlight the forlorn existence of the ancient assassin.runner subsurface scattering, 35mm/polaroid, sanguine, celadon, amber, desaturated, faded, dirt corrosion, double exposure, light pollution, aged, scratches, blemishes, torn, burnt, dark green, amber, black, desaturated
Style: Cinematic
Prompt: I breathe in life, where shadows gently borrow,Exalting sorrows, in the dragon's marrow. I am the dragon, a tale to trace,In echoes of sorrow, I find my grace.Inhaling life's whispers, with flames that gleam,I am the dragon, in the river's dream.
Prompt: It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love— I and my Annabel Lee— With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me— Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Prompt: It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love— I and my Annabel Lee— With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me— Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we— Of many far wiser than we— And neither the angels in Heaven above Nor the demons down under the sea Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea— In her tomb by the sounding sea. Style: Photograph
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: someday you came to me and I knew you were the one. You were the one i was dreaming all my life. When is dark you are my light
Prompt: dream a dream dreaming of dreaming its a dream come true a good dream not a bad dream but a daydream at night
Prompt: Home is behind, the world ahead And there are many paths to tread Thru shadow, to the edge of night Until the stars are all alight Mist and shadow, cloud and shade All shall fade, all shall fade
Prompt: /dream prompt:/dream prompt:Naturalistic illustrations, abstraction, the visualization of sound, the flow of time and space, Andrew Nowell Wyeth style, the seaside wind, a reff of blooming flowers,the bright sky in the early morning
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: You and I are two different things One cloud's tears of water Let's break on the ground with rhinestones We'll scatter around and around... Endless downward desire Rewarded by the sun's gaze Brings joy to the grass You and I will be placed next to each other...
Prompt: A grain of sand like in sea waves, How small is the spark in the eternal ice, Like fine dust in a strong whirlwind, In a fire as fierce as a feather, So I am deep in this abyss, I'm lost, tired of thoughts
Prompt: /dream /dream /dream /dream /dream /dream /dream /dream
Negative: fractal, weird, inconsistent, inconsistencies, tiling, high contrast, high saturation
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: 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: the text \"Raheem\" as a logo for an advanced AI company that manufacter robots
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: Riya could not understand what had happened. He thought maybe it was all a dream. But she was still feeling the warmth of Aman and the touch of his embrace.
Prompt: Without leaps of imagination or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning
Prompt: A vast blue expanse stretched as far as the eye could see, its surface shimmering in the light of the rising sun. Gentle waves rolled across the water, their rhythm a soothing accompaniment to the cries of seagulls wheeling above. A light salty breeze carried the tang of the ocean on every inhale. An air of tranquility and raw natural beauty pervaded the scene, evoking feelings of awe for the power and endlessness of the sea. Its mood could shift in an instant, a reminder of the need for humility before nature's grandeur. For now, all was calm - a peaceful morning where one could sit and find perspective, gaining a sense of one's small place within the world.
Prompt: Dances sunlight, carves pathways, weaves dreams, ignites fires, paints horizons, orchestrates mornings, sculpts silhouettes, harvests hope, captains adventures, spins tales, nurtures blooms, forges destinies, charts stars, kindles laughter, anchors tempests, composes symphonies, crafts wonders, pilots reveries, engineers bridges, blossoms fiercely.
Prompt: Sweet smell, nectared flowers, bursting……..lightspeed senses, happiness coursing with existence, delicately embracing the smooth flowing lava from volcanic eruptions of thought, deep into the sky of the complicated mind of shimmering stars. This is the meaning of life……….the awakening of sultry depression forced into the world, begging on its bloody knees, just to be abandoned, intrigued to discover the separate but not dissimilar evolution of spirit and generation into never ending flowers of hope, destiny, spirituality, acceptance and love……..floating softly on a fantasy, living fast in the ecstasy, only now able to express, only now able to be and only now able to process………...what was and is. Ever so slowly dragging my feet through the soft golden sands made from tired souls metamorphosing into the bliss of running free in strides of light, bounding through understanding and living expression. The blinding light of all seeps into our ears and our minds, life and existence forced to fuse in the ultimate loneliness of your unknown thoughts………..taking over all emotion, bringing colour to a monochromic cesspool of dark thoughts.What is it that this means…..a slow lesson….the forbidden key…..forgiveness, understanding and love is all we need.
Prompt: 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 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: Out on the boundless sea, the sun slowly descends, painting the sky in shades of orange and red. The water glistens, reflecting a myriad of sparkling gems as if scattered across its surface by a gentle breeze. Under the lingering glow of the setting sun, the sea takes on a golden hue, as if enchanted by the mysteries held within. A few wispy clouds drift overhead, resembling delicate tufts of cotton candy, floating effortlessly in the sky. In the distance stands a magnificent coral castle, constructed from a vibrant array of coral reefs, now even more resplendent under the evening sun's embrace. Both inside and out, the castle is teeming with a colorful array of marine life—fish of every hue dart and play around the structure, moving like a ballet beneath the waves. Within the castle lies a room suffused with gentle, warm light—a space that exudes both mystery and comfort. Its walls are made of translucent seaweed gently swaying in the water's flow, casting a soft, soothing glow throughout the room. A table crafted from shells takes center stage, adorned with vivid seashells and dazzling pearls, shimmering with captivating radiance. Through the translucent seaweed walls, one can glimpse a pod of dolphins frolicking around the castle, their joyful leaps breaking the surface and casting glistening droplets, adding another verse to this mysterious castle's enchanting tale. This scene is characterized by its tranquility, mystery, and vibrant colors. The composition reflects a dreamlike quality, offering a glimpse into an underwater fairytale world. The lighting is soft and warm, while the overall visual style evokes an air of mystique and enchantment, akin to a beautiful canvas depicting an undersea realm.
Prompt: /dream prompt:Naturalistic illustrations, abstraction, the visualization of sound, the flow of time and space, Andrew Nowell Wyeth style, the seaside wind, a reff of blooming flowers, the gray-blue sky, the line where the sea water and the sky intersect,the bright sky in the early morning, the loneliness and coldness
Prompt: A blooming rose, red petals glowing in the sunshine, dew droplets glittering like diamonds, delicate veins networked across each leaf, vibrant green stem ascending proudly, thorny branches reaching for the light, flowing stalks dancing gentle in the breeze, wild flowers peeking from the soil, roots anchoring deep below, Earth's goodness nurturing growth, nourishing all with respite and joy, the continuity of life.
Prompt: (So sorrow and precious) I think I understand now (So happy and maddening) I was unable to cry that day...
Prompt: best quality, masterpiece, highres, original, extremely detailed wallpaper, perfect lighting,(extremely detailed CG:1.2) A boy, (sun), outdoors, male focus, black hair, solo, sky, (both hands up:1.2), mountain, (cloudy), jeans, denim,shoes,dog beside boy's foot, tree, from behind,scenery, white footwear, standing, short hair, day, blue jacket, sneakers, (rock:0.9),jacket,blue sky, bright,(grass:1.1),rolls up his sleeves,green fields, crystal-clear rivers,farmhouse from distance,kitchen smoke,
Negative: bad face, bad anatomy, bad proportions, bad perspective, mutated hands and fingers, more than five fingers, lowres, bad hands, text, error, missing fingers, extra digit, fewer digits, cropped, worst quality, low quality, normal quality, jpeg artifacts, signature, watermark, username, low quality lowres disfigured, low quality lowres malformed, low quality lowres mutated, low quality lowres anatomical nonsense, low quality lowres text font ui, low quality lowres error, low quality lowres malformed hands, low quality lowres long neck, low quality lowres blurred, low quality lowres lowers, low quality lowres low res, low quality lowres bad proportions,extra fingers, fewer fingers, strange fingers, bad hand,(EasyNegative:1.2), text, username, extra fingers,fewer fingers, long body,(lake),riding,
Prompt: Dreaming for \u003c@!815622009790136320\u003e... `/dream prompt:\\u003c@815622009790136320\\u003e's DreamPrompt: looking over the edge of a skyscraper roof at night time to the streets below in a city just after sundown, light rain, vibrant lights, --warm colors, --elegant theme, --cinematic experience, --ar16:9, --4k, --photorealism
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: Dreaming for \u003c@!815622009790136320\u003e... `/dream prompt:\\u003c@815622009790136320\\u003e's DreamPrompt: sitting on the edge of a skyscraper of a night time city, looking at the crowds below, Skyline with beautiful cloud cover just after sundown, vibrant lights, --warm colors, --elegant theme, --cinematic experience, --ar16:9, --4k, --photorealism
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: Dreaming for \u003c@!815622009790136320\u003e... `/dream prompt:\\u003c@815622009790136320\\u003e's DreamPrompt: sitting on the edge of a skyscraper of a night time city, looking at the crowds below, Skyline with beautiful cloud cover just after sundown, vibrant lights, --warm colors, --elegant theme, --cinematic experience, --ar16:9, --4k, --photorealism
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: /dream prompt:/dream prompt:/dream prompt:Naturalistic illustrations, abstraction, the visualization of sound, the flow of time and space, Andrew Nowell Wyeth style, the seaside wind, a reff of blooming flowers, the bright sky in the early morning, blur, the background, color blending
Prompt: Dreamy scenery, magical and real, enchanting atmosphere, surreal beauty, ethereal landscape, otherworldly charm, dreamlike scenes, vivid imagination, magical realism.
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: As waves crash upon the shore, we stand,Connected to nature, hand in hand.Let our love for the ocean forever be,A testament to our shared humanity.
Prompt: In moonlit whispers, our hearts entwine, A melody of love, so sweet, divine. Your eyes, a universe, where stars align, With every beat, our souls combine. Hand in hand, through life we sway, Lost in the dance, forever to stay. In your embrace, I find my way, A love song written, come what may.
Style: Anime
Prompt: promotional ultrarealistic photo of a very nice looking and young sexy couple wearing bathing suit , they are leaning against a yellow van T2 Berlin Westfalia parked on a sandy parking lot near a brittany beach in France. In the background we can see a beautiful emeral sea. There's a true natural light, creating a positive and holiday vacation atmosphere. It's a sunny day. The van is oriented toward the see. The van and human have true realistic proportion. Shadows are realistics. Right number of mirror. Respect T2 Berlin westfalia van proportion and structure.
Negative: cartoon, disproportionated van,badly drawn hands, badly drawn fingers, badly drawn bodies, badly drawn faces, deform, noise, glitch, badly drawn eyes,animal, dog
Style: Photographic
Prompt: iy 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: iy 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
