Prompt: There the thick darkness argues with the water; Or the sun's rays shine, Leaning through the thick air towards us; Or the tops of the fat mountains are burning; Or the zephyr stopped blowing into the sea, And smooth waves hit the air.
Prompt: There the thick darkness argues with the water; Or the sun's rays shine, Leaning through the thick air towards us; Or the tops of the fat mountains are burning; Or the zephyr stopped blowing into the sea, And smooth waves hit the air.
Prompt: In the beginning of God's creation of heaven and earth, the earth was formless and empty, and darkness was over the waters; and God's mighty wind caused storms.
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: There was a violent storm, the waves rolled up and slapped the fishing boat, there was lightning and thunder, dark clouds were covering, and a fisherman was swept into the sea by the waves.
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: 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: The day hides its face! The fields were covered with gloomy night; A black shadow has ascended the mountains; The rays bent away from us; An abyss has opened and is full of stars; The stars have no number, the bottom of the abyss. A grain of sand like in sea waves
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: 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: 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: The prophecy mentions that the nine worlds will be destroyed and reborn during Ragnarok, there will be a fierce war between the gods and their enemies, the world will fall into a sea of fire, and after the flames die out,
Prompt: The day hides its face: The fields were covered with gloomy night A black shadow rose upon the mountains; The rays bent away from us; An abyss has opened and is full of stars; The stars have no number, the bottom of the abyss
Prompt: The day hides its face: The fields were covered with gloomy night A black shadow rose upon the mountains; The rays bent away from us; An abyss has opened and is full of stars; The stars have no number, the bottom of the abyss
Prompt: There are strange measurements: A hundred miles is just a small step, A century is a moment And the lake is liquid darkness...
Prompt: Imagine that you are halfway through a long journey, traveling through a beautiful and unfamiliar landscape. You have been walking for hours, and the sun is beginning to set. As you look around, you see that the landscape is changing. The trees are taller and more densely packed, and the air is cooler and fresher. You hear the sound of a rushing stream nearby, and you begin to feel a sense of renewed energy and determination. Despite the fatigue of your journey so far, you know that you have much further to go. You take a deep breath and continue on, determined to reach your destination no matter what obstacles may lie ahead.
Prompt: In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. 2 Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters. 3 And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. 4 God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness. 5 God called the light “day,” and the darkness he called “night.” And there was evening, and there was morning—the first day. 6 And God said, “Let there be a vault between the waters to separate water from water.”
Prompt: The day hides its face: The fields were covered with gloomy night; A black shadow rose upon the mountains; The rays bent away from us; An abyss has opened and is full of stars; The stars have no number, the bottom of the abyss.
Prompt: The day hides its face: The fields were covered with gloomy night; A black shadow rose upon the mountains; The rays bent away from us; An abyss has opened and is full of stars; The stars have no number, the bottom of the abyss.
Prompt: There are stars, there is flow toward the setting sun chase, there are snow mountains, there is a sunset in the distance, there is only a curtain of light, there is the sea
Prompt: In ancient times, the marine islanders lived on the beach. There were cottage houses and sailing boats around them. Some people were fishing. Some people took the fire. The children were playing. The dead volcano in the ocean was covered with dense trees.
Prompt: In ancient times, the marine islanders lived on the beach. There were cottage houses and sailing boats around them. Some people were fishing. Some people took the fire. The children were playing. The dead volcano in the ocean was covered with dense trees.
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: We are free birds; it's time, brother, it's time! There, where the mountain turns white behind the clouds, To where the sea edges turn blue, Where we walk only the wind
Prompt: Concerning storms of wayward thoughts within me churn as I try to grasp at uncertainty that I can't dispel, dissect, or discern.
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: Along terraced cliffsides flaking into the surf, brazen tortoises kept watch through aeons of empires rising and falling, bearing silent witness to invasions come and gone across the ages from their lonely perches high above conquered shores.
Negative: nudity
Prompt: In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.
Prompt: I thought for a long time and was in doubt for a long time, What is there to look at the earth from above; Or does everything flow without order through blindness, And there is no providence from heaven in the entire universe. However, having looked at the harmony of the heavenly lights, Earth, seas and rivers kindness and decency, Change of days, nights, appearance of the moon, He recognized that we were created by divine power.
Prompt: I thought for a long time and was in doubt for a long time, What is there to look at the earth from above; Or does everything flow without order through blindness, And there is no providence from heaven in the entire universe. However, having looked at the harmony of the heavenly lights, Earth, seas and rivers kindness and decency, Change of days, nights, appearance of the moon, He recognized that we were created by divine power.
Prompt: Why does a clear beam ripple at night What thin flame spreads into the firmament Like lightning without threatening clouds Striving from the ground to the zenith How can it be that frozen steam Did a fire start in the middle of winter
Prompt: Why does a clear beam ripple at night What thin flame spreads into the firmament Like lightning without threatening clouds Striving from the ground to the zenith How can it be that frozen steam Did a fire start in the middle of winter
Prompt: There is another wonder in the world: The sea will swell violently, It will boil, it will howl, It rushes onto the empty shore, Will spill in a noisy run, And they will find themselves on the shore, In scales, like the heat of grief, Thirty-three heroes All the handsome men are daring, Young giants Everyone is equal, as if by selection, Uncle Chernomor is with them. High detail..
Style: Fantasy Art
Prompt: Tell me, what is bothering us so much? Why does a clear beam ripple at night? What thin flame spreads into the firmament? Like lightning without threatening clouds Striving from the ground to the zenith? How can it be that frozen steam
Prompt: How small is the spark in the eternal ice, Like fine dust in a strong whirlwind, In a fire as fierce as a feather, So I am deep in this abyss,
Prompt: ....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.
