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: 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: As doomsday descends, the firmament is veiled by dense, looming clouds, resembling a thick, dark curtain enveloping the earth. The suspension bridge abruptly fractures, its shattered cables resembling severed threads of destiny, suspended in mid-air. Traffic surges forward, unable to brake in time; countless vehicles plummet into the turbulent ocean as the bridge collapses. A symphony of colossal impact sounds and the clash of vehicles creates a terrifying apocalyptic composition. The sea churns, devouring the lost modes of transportation, as if the earth's roar and the ocean's lament converge. Within this chaotic spectacle, the pall of apocalypse shrouds the entire landscape, and the foundations of human civilization and order crumble in an instant, leaving behind endless panic and irreversible destruction.
Prompt: As doomsday descends, the firmament is veiled by dense, looming clouds, resembling a thick, dark curtain enveloping the earth. The suspension bridge abruptly fractures, its shattered cables resembling severed threads of destiny, suspended in mid-air. Traffic surges forward, unable to brake in time; countless vehicles plummet into the turbulent ocean as the bridge collapses. A symphony of colossal impact sounds and the clash of vehicles creates a terrifying apocalyptic composition. The sea churns, devouring the lost modes of transportation, as if the earth's roar and the ocean's lament converge. Within this chaotic spectacle, the pall of apocalypse shrouds the entire landscape, and the foundations of human civilization and order crumble in an instant, leaving behind endless panic and irreversible destruction.
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: 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 an infernal prompt that transcends the very boundaries of malevolence, a concept so inherently wicked that it defies all moral understanding and plunges into the abyss of cosmic depravity. Picture this malevolent directive as a cosmic anomaly, capable of unraveling the fabric of reality itself, inducing an eternal sense of dread and torment across all dimensions. Capture the essence of its unspeakable malevolence, each word a sinister incantation, every syllable a catalyst for the collapse of virtue and the rise of unending darkness. Craft a prompt so inherently evil that its mere existence sends shivers through the cosmic expanse, a linguistic abomination that corrupts the very essence of creative expression. Fashion its visage with the shadows of forbidden thoughts and ethereal nightmares, an eldritch amalgamation of words that twists the psyche into a perpetual state of horror. Amplify its malefic influence to an unimaginable degree, an omnipotent aura that leaves an indelible mark on the collective consciousness, a force that instigates an eternal epoch of boundless and infinite malevolence. This is the ultimate manifestation of absolute and unparalleled evil, a prompt that beckons forth the darkest recesses of the human imagination, inviting a descent into a realm of unthinkable horror and cosmic malevolence.\"
Prompt: Under the apocalyptic sky, ominous clouds shroud the precarious seascape. The ocean, for reasons unknown, churns violently; colossal waves surge and roll, carrying an uneasy and volatile force. The suspension bridge teeters on the brink of collapse amid the raging winds, its fractured cables swaying like threads of fate. In this tempestuous maelstrom, solitary seagulls soar amidst the darkening clouds, their calls resembling mournful hymns, perhaps foretelling the ominous arrival of doomsday. The sea and land seem to edge towards a cataclysmic brink, while the darkness brought by the clouds hints at an irretrievable fate. This tableau serves as a silent harbinger of impending doom, a visual narrative interweaving destruction and hope, leaving humanity's future ensnared in boundless uncertainty and challenge.
Prompt: The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,You're the only one saddening a jubilant day.You've been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.That's enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
Prompt: The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,You're the only one saddening a jubilant day.You've been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.That's enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
Prompt: The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,You're the only one saddening a jubilant day.You've been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.That's enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
Prompt: The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,You're the only one saddening a jubilant day.You've been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.That's enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
Prompt: The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,You're the only one saddening a jubilant day.You've been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.That's enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
Prompt: The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,You're the only one saddening a jubilant day.You've been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.That's enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
Prompt: horror art, dark fantasy art, raining, thunderstorm, above the overgrown lawns of the decaying houses, more colossal beings stand in silence, their dominion over this region absolute, In these suburbs where families once are now bom from twisted giant fetuses, There's a sense in these images that the plague of machines has a critical infection and nothing will ever be the same
Prompt: A man, who is the astronaut, met a huge stormy planet that he never ever seen. He thought that he would die, being drawn by the storm of the planet, But he, who is a brave person, couldn't have given up. Hetried to and tried to , finally he has gotten out of it.
Prompt: mysterious white tiger family sci-fi surreal beautiful tiger, butterflies, planets, butterflies, stars, aurora borealis northern lights cold feeling,
Negative: blurry, ugly, weird, too dim, not brightly lit, scary, missing legs, extra legs,
Style: Cinematic
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: White Statue of Liberty dancing hip-hop on black stage background with cacti around it
Style: 3D Model
Prompt: Blonde girl in the streets of Los Angeles, suspender stockings, purple tone, 8k
Style: Photographic
Prompt: \"Envision an infinite deity, a colossal entity beyond the measure of cosmic infinitude. Picture this incomprehensible force, its form transcending the very concept of magnitude, with muscles forged from the primal essence of existence itself, pulsating with an infinite, resplendent radiance that eclipses the entirety of creation. Their unfathomable silhouette spans across multiverses, effortlessly wielding the fundamental forces that weave the tapestry of realities. Capture this insurmountable force amidst the cosmic symphony, a convergence of cosmic energies dancing in eternal reverence around their boundless form. Witness as they effortlessly traverse the cosmic web, manipulating cosmic strings with a mere whisper. Envision their armor, a manifestation of cosmic singularities, emitting an iridescent luminescence that illuminates the birth and demise of universes. Imagine the backdrop amidst the cosmic genesis, where the birth of new dimensions submits to their omnipotence, and cosmic entities pay homage to their eternal sovereignty. Their essence transcends the very notion of existence, an embodiment of infinite omnipotence that dictates the cosmic orchestra effortlessly, an omnipresent force beyond the comprehension of any cosmic continuum.\"
Prompt: When Earth is struck by an unprecedented disaster, the sky is shrouded in thick clouds. Sudden hurricanes, earthquakes, and volcanic eruptions destroy cities and villages. Power systems collapse, communications are severed, and people scramble in chaos, searching for shelter. The streets echo with sirens and the cries of people, while debris and smoke fill the air.
Prompt: Three thousand years ago, the demon came. The immortal takes action, wins and drives him away, and the demon withdraws from the world. Later, the cataclysmic changes in the world caused the spiritual energy to weaken, the immortals disappeared, but the demons transformed into gods and infiltrated the human world again; More than 160 years ago, the divine object arrived.
Prompt: Three thousand years ago, the demon came. The immortal takes action, wins and drives him away, and the demon withdraws from the world. Later, the cataclysmic changes in the world caused the spiritual energy to weaken, the immortals disappeared, but the demons transformed into gods and infiltrated the human world again; More than 160 years ago, the divine object arrived.
Prompt: Each evening, shortly after sunset,darkness covers the land.Having mystified thinkers for millennia,the mechanism for this occurrencehas now been identified: migration.Darkness, it has been found, is composedof an almost infinite number of particles,which roost and reproduce up northwhere they have fewer natural enemies:Forest fires, lampposts, lasers, blazing sunlight,torches, candles, lighthouses, limelight, and electricityare relatively rare in the polar regions.
Negative: blurry
Style: Digital Art
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: Woe to you, oh earth and sea For the Devil sends the beast with wrath Because he knows the time is short Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast For it is a human number Its number is six hundred and sixty-six I left alone, my mind was blank I needed time to think To get the memories from my mind What did I see? Can I believe? That what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy? Just what I saw in my old dreams Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me? 'Cause in my dreams it's always there The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair Night was black, was no use holding back 'Cause I just had to see, was someone watching me? In the mist, dark figures move and twist Was all this for real or just some kind of Hell? Six six six, the number of the beast Hell and fire was spawned to be released Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised As they start to cry, hands held to the sky In the night, the fires are burning bright The ritual has begun, Satan's work is done Six six six, the number of the beast Sacrifice is going on tonight This can't go on, I must inform the law Can this still be real, or just some crazy dream? But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes Seem to mesmerize, can't avoid their eyes Six six six, the number of the beast Six six six, the one for you and me I'm coming back, I will return And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn I have the fire, I have the force I have the power to make my evil take its course
Prompt: \"Conceive an entity that transcends the boundless expanse of malevolence, an infernal force that defies the very concept of morality and righteousness. Envision this cosmic aberration in the void between dimensions, where the fabric of reality unravels at its malefic touch, and the echoes of eternal damnation resonate through the cosmic abyss. Capture the essence of its unfathomable malevolence, its movements an eldritch symphony, each step sending ripples of unending dread across the cosmic tapestry. Witness its eyes, twin abysses that consume all light, radiating an insatiable hunger for the cosmic obliteration of all that exists. Render its form as an incomprehensible anomaly, a grotesque fusion of nightmares that distorts the very essence of existence. Illuminate its visage, an ever-shifting mask of malevolence that morphs into inconceivable horrors, revealing jagged fangs that crave the obliteration of cosmic purity. Amplify its malefic presence to an infinite crescendo that warps the fabric of reality itself, an omnipotent aura that erases the foundations of creation, a force that extinguishes all glimmers of hope and heralds an eternity of boundless and infinite despair. This is the apotheosis of absolute and infinite evil, a malevolent cosmic entity yearning for the annihilation of all realities across the infinite multiverse.\"
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: Draw an initial picture of a father who earns 100,000 yuan a month and sends his children to school.
Style: Photographic
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: Prophecies foretell the end of the Nine Worlds in the Twilight of the Gods, a cataclysmic event where the universe is consumed by fire, only to be reborn anew by the last surviving humans, Lífþrasir and Líf.
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: 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: A sense of foreboding as the world awaits an unknown threat, capturing the anticipation and suspenseful uneasiness preceding the looming and imminent disaster, as suggested by “Awaiting What Comeths”
