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    Sunset, Snbrndchvr, As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    Just tap on it. And if you go to page 64, on the right side of the page, right there on the left side of the page, you see the five platonic solids. Now these, all of our axioms, all of our postulates have been built off of these things. This is what Euclid went down to Egypt and pulled these things together. Pythagoras worked on them, and these were the undisputed fundamentals of God that he used to build. If you tap onto the flower of life, platonic solids, things, it's going to take you to a video. Turn it. You don't have to, but it'll show you the flower of life that they took this from. But you'll see that instead of following the natural curvature of these 64 circles overlapping, they average the space where they met. And they invented straight lines. <lora:add-detail-xl:1> . shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget Hollywood movie, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy
    At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text logo “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”. As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice.
    As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text logo “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, sunset, On the plain a bloody battle took place between alien beasts and female humanoid robots, a house in the middle of open range captured from far away, concrete house at the base and glass upper floor (glasses broken), river crossing the open range, surreal, particles, chromatic aberration, lens dirt, scenery, glowing, bloom, shiny
    Don't go changing to try and please me You never let me down before, And don't imagine you're too familiar And I don't see you anymore I would not leave you in times of trouble We never could have come this far I took the good times, I'll take the bad times I take you just the way you are <lora:add-detail-xl:1> <lora:Tulip:1>
    ((masterpiece, high quality, best quality, 8k, wallpaper, fine lineart, highly detailed, absurdres)), cinematic photo magical style land art style hyperrealistic,( vaporwave:1.3),vivid colors, intricate details, realistic style, oil paintings, acrylic paintings, watercolor paintings, digital illustrations, mixed media pieces, sculptures casting shadows,( cosmic sky:1.2), photorealistic,extreme detail,lifelike,crisp,precise. natural materials,outdoor,detailed blend of organic and magical elements,futuristic,legendary,detailed,intricate,,film,bokeh,professional,4k,highly detailed, in the style of art, colorful, phone wallpaper,Take us back in time to explore the protagonist's memories of life before The System took control. Paint a picture of their childhood, family, friends, and favorite places now lost under layers of urban development or environmental decay. Reflect on how these nostalgic recollections fuel their determination to fight against The System
    As the moon took its place in the sky, Harriet Slater stood atop a moss-covered stone altar, her regal pose exuding an air of mystery and power. Clad in an ethereal gown crafted from the petals of rare orchids, delicate tendrils of ivy intertwined within the fabric, she held a bouquet of luminous white roses as if beseeching the stars themselves for guidance, her eyes glistening with an inner fire that illuminated the shadows cast by the ancient trees. The soft golden light filtering through the leaves created a dreamlike atmosphere, while the wind whispered secrets in the distance, the sound echoing ominously yet soothingly through the forest as Harriet, framed between the gnarled roots of the ancient trees, became a testament to the untamed power of nature and the strength of femininity in its purest form. <lora:hkvgjv18fe81252abn97f:1>
    I’ve made some discoveries in my own personal life with the science that, y’know, Pythagoras was searching for, I was able to open up the flower of life properly and find the real wave conjugations we’ve been looking for for 10,000 years All energy in the universe is expressed in motion, all motion is expressed in waves, all waves are curves, so where does the straight lines come from to make the Platonic solids? There are no straight lines. So when I took the flower of life and opened it properly, I found whole new wave conjugations that expose the in-between spaces. It’s the thing that holds us all together <lora:add-detail-xl:1>
    still I’ve made some discoveries in my own personal life with the science that, y’know, Pythagoras was searching for, I was able to open up the flower of life properly and find the real wave conjugations we’ve been looking for for 10,000 years. All energy in the universe is expressed in motion, all motion is expressed in waves, all waves are curves, so where does the straight lines come from to make the Platonic solids? There are no straight lines. So when I took the flower of life and opened it properly, I found whole new wave conjugations that expose the in-between spaces. It’s the thing that holds us all together <lora:add-detail-xl:1> . shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget Hollywood movie, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy
    A fire of unknown origin Took my baby away. Blue Oyster Cult, Fire of Unknown Origin. fcNeg, Fixhand, perfecteyes, fcNeg, epiCPhotoGasm-colorfulPhoto,
    A fire of unknown origin Took my baby away. Blue Oyster Cult, Fire of Unknown Origin. fcNeg, Fixhand, perfecteyes, fcNeg, epiCPhotoGasm-colorfulPhoto,
    dust off your creole as you'll need it, sight the cobwebs like ligands, their gleaming strands sharper than razorwire Marie Laveau would love it here though I doubt she'd adjust too well to the gravity, 0.3g doesn't take well to the few people I've met that were actually born on earth, "Aeturna 1b" is a long way from their home and not too many want to stay in cryosleep for a decade, and once you arrive, "august orleans" is the locals name for the only city worth a damn, I can't even remember the official designation, probably learned before my envoy training took effect, So now here I am, homeworld of the glittering sundancer, pretense mating with circumstance in backwater marshlands, Skyscrapers sinking ever deeper into the swamps And predictably I can feel it beginning, the grating of impulse in my mind, like an itch I just can't scratch, Gods, what might I have done for you to send me to this planet I wonder fantastic scifi, intriguing grand narrative, ultra-detailed, professional cinematic concept-art, painting, epic, eye catching details, golden hour,
    cinematic film still I’ve made some discoveries in my own personal life with the science that, y’know, Pythagoras was searching for, I was able to open up the flower of life properly and find the real wave conjugations we’ve been looking for for 10,000 years All energy in the universe is expressed in motion, all motion is expressed in waves, all waves are curves, so where does the straight lines come from to make the Platonic solids? There are no straight lines. So when I took the flower of life and opened it properly, I found whole new wave conjugations that expose the in-between spaces. It’s the thing that holds us all together . shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget Hollywood movie, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy
    ((masterpiece, high quality, best quality, 8k, wallpaper, fine lineart, highly detailed, absurdres)), cinematic photo magical style land art style hyperrealistic,( vaporwave:1.3),vivid colors, intricate details, realistic style, oil paintings, acrylic paintings, watercolor paintings, digital illustrations, mixed media pieces, sculptures casting shadows,( cosmic sky:1.2), photorealistic,extreme detail,lifelike,crisp,precise. natural materials,outdoor,detailed blend of organic and magical elements,futuristic,legendary,detailed,intricate,,film,bokeh,professional,4k,highly detailed, in the style of art, colorful, phone wallpaper,Take us back in time to explore the protagonist's memories of life before The System took control. Paint a picture of their childhood, family, friends, and favorite places now lost under layers of urban development or environmental decay. Reflect on how these nostalgic recollections fuel their determination to fight against The System
    At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text logo “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”. As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice.
    still I’ve made some discoveries in my own personal life with the science that, y’know, Pythagoras was searching for, I was able to open up the flower of life properly and find the real wave conjugations we’ve been looking for for 10,000 years. All energy in the universe is expressed in motion, all motion is expressed in waves, all waves are curves, so where does the straight lines come from to make the Platonic solids? There are no straight lines. So when I took the flower of life and opened it properly, I found whole new wave conjugations that expose the in-between spaces. It’s the thing that holds us all together <lora:add-detail-xl:1> . shallow depth of field, vignette, highly detailed, high budget Hollywood movie, bokeh, cinemascope, moody, epic, gorgeous, film grain, grainy
    At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text logo “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”. As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice.
    As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text logo “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    Would it be wrong, would it be right? If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might Mutilation out of sight And I'm contemplating suicide This is my last resort. <lora:marcXL:0.7> <lora:20240625-1719322976670:0.7> FRESHIDEAS Dark RPG old-school style <lora:setzstyle7:0.7> <lora:WildcardX-XL-Detail-Enhancer(detail):0.3> <lora:RMSDXL_Creative:0.5> <lora:Surreal Harmony:0.5> Surreal Harmony <lora:TheWeirdies:0.5> TheWeirdies <lora:sdxl_lora_beksinski:0.5> digital artwork by Beksinski
    In a captivating performance, Andreea Munteanu, the red-haired girl, took center stage as she passionately sang while neon lights flashed around her, creating a mesmerizing atmosphere with a blurred backdrop that emphasized her powerful voice and commanding presence on stage. <lora:vzixot18eda3b25d7u301:1>
    Sunset, Snbrndchvr, As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    As the sun rose over the bustling city, within a magnificent and exquisitely adorned Moroccan riad, a resolute female dressed in her traditional garb of regal embroidery and vivid jellaba, captured in a moment of tranquil beauty against the radiant backdrop of vibrant mosaic walls, took a reflective pause to embrace her essence while reflecting on life's fleeting moments - just like REGRETLYSS1, she too savored each memory, appreciating the richness of the culture around her and treasuring every second spent amidst the enchanting atmosphere of that cherished moment. <lora:qkmgvt18f1a9ddda7m957:1>
    Sunset, Snbrndchvr, As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    ((masterpiece, high quality, best quality, 8k, wallpaper, fine lineart, highly detailed, absurdres)), cinematic photo magical style land art style hyperrealistic,( vaporwave:1.3),vivid colors, intricate details, realistic style, oil paintings, acrylic paintings, watercolor paintings, digital illustrations, mixed media pieces, sculptures casting shadows,( cosmic sky:1.2), photorealistic,extreme detail,lifelike,crisp,precise. natural materials,outdoor,detailed blend of organic and magical elements,futuristic,legendary,detailed,intricate,,film,bokeh,professional,4k,highly detailed, in the style of art, colorful, phone wallpaper,Take us back in time to explore the protagonist's memories of life before The System took control. Paint a picture of their childhood, family, friends, and favorite places now lost under layers of urban development or environmental decay. Reflect on how these nostalgic recollections fuel their determination to fight against The System
    a woman posing for a photo shoot. Jazmine Tan, a stunning woman with glistening brown eyes and black locks that cascaded down her back, took center stage during her solo photo shoot, confidently posing with the subtle hint of a smile as she looked directly at the viewer; her flawless skin adorned by delicate earrings and a striking necklace, while her long hair flowed gracefully with each movement, all captured in the moment when her lips parted slightly to reveal perfectly sculpted teeth, creating an effortlessly realistic scene that left everyone in awe. jazminetan <lora:hophrw18e063adb34v557:1>
    Realistic, photorealistic, UHD, Look closely at the face of my watch. In the intricacies of its design you can see the face of beauty, the face of a beautiful woman. Its easy to see if you take the time to look, hidden amongst the filigree of hold and pearl. I took out the watch hands because they got in the way of her face. Clever, isn't it. fantasy style, dreamlike fantasy art, soft watercolor, dreamy watercolor, <lora:RMSDXL_Enhance:1>, <lora:add-detail-xl:0.8>, <lora:RMSDXL_Darkness_Cinema:0.5>, <lora:RMSDXL_Photo:0.45>,
    Realistic, photorealistic, UHD, Look closely at the face of my watch. In the intricacies of its design you can see the face of beauty, the face of a beautiful woman. Its easy to see if you take the time to look, hidden amongst the filigree of hold and pearl. I took out the watch hands because they got in the way of her face. Clever, isn't it. fantasy style, dreamlike fantasy art, soft watercolor, dreamy watercolor, <lora:RMSDXL_Enhance:1>, <lora:add-detail-xl:0.8>, <lora:RMSDXL_Darkness_Cinema:0.5>, <lora:RMSDXL_Photo:0.45>,
    As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text logo “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    In Paris, Amy Love with her brown hair and brown eyes, dressed in a stylish floral midi dress paired with beige high-waisted trousers and tan leather loafers, accessorized by delicate gold necklace and dainty bracelet, took a selfie at the picturesque café near an exquisite view of the city. She looked at the camera with a closed mouth, showcasing her earrings while posing gracefully on the patio's cobblestone, capturing her relaxed yet sophisticated charm in this romantic French scene. <lora:szninr18f20b68323g181:1>
    As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    Sunset, Snbrndchvr, As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    Sunset, Snbrndchvr, As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    As Nikki, a radiant and confident brunette with cascading curls, stood gracefully in her flowy floral dress accented by delicate gold adornments and strappy sandals that matched her warm complexion, she took an elegant pose amid the rolling vineyards of Tuscany, Italy, embracing the sun-dappled sky with a sense of tranquil serenity. <lora:nnsiro18f209fb895j126:1>
    8K. (High quality:1.05), (masterpiece:1.07), (High details and aesthetics face:1.07), "I take some sunflowers and smile, smelling their scent" 1female with platinum blonde shiny hair until waist, platinum eyebrows, (hair flowing in the wind:1.07), dreamy green eyes, (holding a sunflower with right hand palm:1.05), (looking down at sunflower she took:1.07), wide smile at sunflower she took, perfect white teeth. She's in a sunflowers field, sunny. Profile, (dress made of sunflowers petals:1.10). strange_fashion
    dust off your creole as you'll need it, sight the cobwebs like ligands, their gleaming strands sharper than razorwire Marie Laveau would love it here though I doubt she'd adjust too well to the gravity, 0.3g doesn't take well to the few people I've met that were actually born on earth, "Aeturna 1b" is a long way from their home and not too many want to stay in cryosleep for a decade, and once you arrive, "Nouvelle Sainte-Domingue" is the local name for the only city worth a damn, I can't even remember the official designation, probably learned before my envoy conditioning took effect, So now here I am, homeworld of the skydocks, where just two decades ago they finished assembling the largest spacecraft ever built, "Glittering Sundancer", using salvaged martian tech from the fallen orbitals, pretense mating with circumstance in backwater marshlands I suppose, Skyscrapers sinking ever deeper into the swamps And predictably I can feel it beginning, the grating of impulse in my mind, like an itch I just can't scratch, Gods, what might I have done for you to send me to this planet I wonder fantastic scifi, intriguing grand narrative, ultra-detailed, professional cinematic concept-art, painting, epic, eye catching details, golden hour,
    As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    dust off your creole as you'll need it, sight the cobwebs like ligands, their gleaming strands sharper than razorwire Marie Laveau would love it here though I doubt she'd adjust too well to the gravity, 0.3g doesn't take well to the few people I've met that were actually born on earth, "Aeturna 1b" is a long way from their home and not too many want to stay in cryosleep for a decade, and once you arrive, "Nouvelle Sainte-Domingue" is the local name for the only city worth a damn, I can't even remember the official designation, probably learned before my envoy conditioning took effect, So now here I am, homeworld of the skydocks, where just two decades ago they finished assembling the largest spacecraft ever built, "Glittering Sundancer", using salvaged martian tech from the fallen orbitals, pretense mating with circumstance in backwater marshlands I suppose, Skyscrapers sinking ever deeper into the swamps And predictably I can feel it beginning, the grating of impulse in my mind, like an itch I just can't scratch, Gods, what might I have done for you to send me to this planet I wonder fantastic scifi, intriguing grand narrative, ultra-detailed, professional cinematic concept-art, painting, epic, eye catching details, golden hour,
    Psychedelic style "Shout Shout Let it all out These are the things I can do without Come on I'm talking to you Come on In violent times You shouldn't have to sell your soul In black and white They really, really ought to know Those one track minds That took you for a working boy Kiss them goodbye You shouldn't have to jump for joy You shouldn't have to jump for joy" . Vibrant colors, swirling patterns, abstract forms, surreal, trippy
    dust off your creole as you'll need it, sight the cobwebs like ligands, their gleaming strands sharper than razorwire Marie Laveau would love it here though I doubt she'd adjust too well to the gravity, 0.3g doesn't take well to the few people I've met that were actually born on earth, "Aeturna 1b" is a long way from their home and not too many want to stay in cryosleep for a decade, and once you arrive, "Nouvelle Sainte-Domingue" is the local name for the only city worth a damn, I can't even remember the official designation, probably learned before my envoy conditioning took effect, So now here I am, homeworld of the skydocks, where just two decades ago they finished assembling the largest spacecraft ever built, "Glittering Sundancer", using salvaged martian tech from the fallen orbitals, pretense mating with circumstance in backwater marshlands I suppose, Skyscrapers sinking ever deeper into the swamps And predictably I can feel it beginning, the grating of impulse in my mind, like an itch I just can't scratch, Gods, what might I have done for you to send me to this planet I wonder fantastic scifi, intriguing grand narrative, ultra-detailed, professional cinematic concept-art, painting, epic, eye catching details, golden hour,
    LauraF as an eskimo in an igloo, stylized. LauraF, an enigmatic Eskimo woman with a striking resemblance to herself, stood confidently inside her colorfully-decorated igloo, adorned in her warm hoodie and unique jewelry that included earrings showcasing the image of her own face; her brown locks flowed gracefully down her back while the cool arctic wind caressed her lips, accentuating the subtle mole above them; she wore a cozy hood to keep herself comfortably snug, and in the midst of it all, she stood with her mouth open, as if just beginning to sing a song in the unspoiled, natural atmosphere of the Arctic, while her closed eyes took in every ounce of this moment. <lora:nxrpmo18df6978a1bya67:1>
    a rough oil painting, Just a small town girl Livin' in a lonely world She took the midnight train going anywhere Just a city boy Born and raised in South Detroit He took the midnight train going anywhere <lora:add-detail-xl:1> <lora:rough-oil-sat-mega-adam-e:1>
    Sunset, Snbrndchvr, As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    Would it be wrong, would it be right? If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might Mutilation out of sight And I'm contemplating suicide This is my last resort. <lora:marcXL:0.7> <lora:20240625-1719322976670:0.7> FRESHIDEAS Dark RPG old-school style <lora:setzstyle7:0.7> <lora:WildcardX-XL-Detail-Enhancer(detail):0.3> <lora:RMSDXL_Creative:0.5> <lora:Surreal Harmony:0.5> Surreal Harmony <lora:TheWeirdies:0.5> TheWeirdies <lora:sdxl_lora_beksinski:0.5> digital artwork by Beksinski
    As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text logo “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    Sunset, Snbrndchvr, As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    Young white man, Handsome, Minimum, White on white, Dynamic, Stark, Light and Shadow, Clean, Linen perspective, subconscious, I was caught off guard and took a quick glance, Motion jitter leaves multiple traces, Motion Echo, masterpiece, best quality, Best details, Optimal resolution, Practical, Depth of Field, Dust particles, Extremely detailed futuristic aliens, Sci-fi Air Earth Ether Steam Summoner DonM3lv3nM4g1cXL futuristic alien, science fiction, toxicpunk scene background
    Generate a realistic image of a 'devil'. It looks like this: skin black and crusted like cracked mud, eyes glowing a pale hue with no iris or pupul, lips cracked. Long fingers, mouth open, revealing just a black maw with no teeth or tongue can be seen. The face is frozen into some kind of terrifying desperation. It tooks almost human, but not quite
    During the ecstatic peak of Mardi Gras, Daria, a tantalizing woman clad in a glistening sequined dress with enchanting feather accessories and dazzling glittery stilettos, enraptured the New Orleans Jazz Club, capturing attention amidst the infectious beats as she seductively took her sultry pose. <lora:rltvpy18f1a5cd5bcg87:1>
    Generate a realistic image of a 'devil'. It looks like this: skin black and crusted like cracked mud, eyes glowing a pale hue with no iris or pupul, lips cracked. Long fingers, mouth open, revealing just a black maw with no teeth or tongue can be seen. The face is frozen into some kind of terrifying desperation. It tooks almost human, but not quite
    As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text logo “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    I bet you're wonderin' how I knew 'Bout your plans to make me blue With some other guy you knew before Between the two of us guys You know I love you more It took me by surprise I must say When I found out yesterday Don't you know that I heard it through the grapevine <lora:tbh153-sdxl:0.5> style of Kristina Makeeva
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, sunset, On the plain a bloody battle took place between alien beasts and female humanoid robots, a house in the middle of open range captured from far away, concrete house at the base and glass upper floor (glasses broken), river crossing the open range, surreal, particles, chromatic aberration, lens dirt, scenery, glowing, bloom, shiny
    Sunset, Snbrndchvr, As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    Generate a realistic image of a 'devil'. It looks like this: skin black and crusted like cracked mud, eyes glowing a pale hue with no iris or pupul, lips cracked. Long fingers, mouth open, revealing just a black maw with no teeth or tongue can be seen. The face is frozen into some kind of terrifying desperation. It tooks almost human, but not quite
    Estelle Berglin stood out amidst the bustling Czech street, her long, flowing hair blowing in the summer breeze as she strolled alone; a young woman clad in an elegant yet carefree summer dress, capturing attention with every step she took under the warm, natural light; photographers from afar marveled at this enchanting moment, using their high-end DSLR cameras and Fujifilm XT3 to capture her effortless beauty, emphasizing the soft lighting and film grain that enhanced her high quality image, showcasing a vivid 8K UHD portrait of Estelle in a timeless scene. <lora:zwsqzz18eee538dc7j2d2:1>
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, from the distance, a house in the middle of open range, concrete house at the base and glass upper floor (broken glasses), river crossing the open range, On the plain, a bloody battle took place between alien beasts and female humanoid robots, surreal, particles, chromatic aberration, lens dirt, scenery, glowing, bloom, shiny
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, sunset, On the plain a bloody battle took place between alien beasts and female humanoid robots, a house in the middle of open range captured from far away, concrete house at the base and glass upper floor (glasses broken), river crossing the open range, surreal, particles, chromatic aberration, lens dirt, scenery, glowing, bloom, shiny
    Clad in armor forged from infernal metals, she moved with an alluring grace that belied her menacing stature. Every stride she took resonated with a powerful presence, her eyes gleaming like smoldering embers beneath the shadow of her helm. Her armor, etched with arcane symbols, seemed to whisper tales of ancient power and forbidden knowledge, a testament to her tempting allure as a wielder of dark magic. Yet, it was her seductive aura that truly ensnared those who dared to gaze upon her. With a voice like a velvet caress and a gaze that pierced through the bravest hearts, she lured both mortal and celestial beings alike into the depths of her captivating spell. Her very presence on the battlefield was a symphony of danger and desire, a paradox of beauty and malevolence that left an indelible mark on all who crossed her path.
    Young white man, Handsome, Minimum, White on white, Dynamic, Stark, Light and Shadow, Clean, Linen perspective, subconscious, I was caught off guard and took a quick glance, Motion jitter leaves multiple traces, Motion Echo, masterpiece, best quality, Best details, Optimal resolution, Practical, Depth of Field, Dust particles, Extremely detailed futuristic aliens, Sci-fi Air Earth Ether Steam Summoner DonM3lv3nM4g1cXL futuristic alien, science fiction, toxicpunk scene background
    dust off your creole as you'll need it, sight the cobwebs like ligands, their gleaming strands sharper than razorwire Marie Laveau would love it here though I doubt she'd adjust too well to the gravity, 0.3g doesn't take well to the few people I've met that were actually born on earth, "Aeturna 1b" is a long way from their home and not too many want to stay in cryosleep for a decade, and once you arrive, "august orleans" is the locals name for the only city worth a damn, I can't even remember the official designation, probably learned before my envoy training took effect, So now here I am, homeworld of the glittering sundancer, pretense mating with circumstance in backwater marshlands, Skyscrapers sinking ever deeper into the swamps And predictably I can feel it beginning, the grating of impulse in my mind, like an itch I just can't scratch, Gods, what might I have done for you to send me to this planet I wonder fantastic scifi, intriguing grand narrative, ultra-detailed, professional cinematic concept-art, painting, epic, eye catching details, golden hour,
    Sunset, Snbrndchvr, As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    Ame, a charmingly radiant blonde girl, took her place in the luscious outdoors to apply her natural-toned makeup, creating an ethereal scene where she effortlessly intertwined herself with nature while captivatingly looking at the viewer. <lora:jpghsv18eba184109m8b:1>
    Would it be wrong, would it be right? If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might Mutilation out of sight And I'm contemplating suicide This is my last resort. <lora:marcXL:0.7> <lora:20240625-1719322976670:0.7> FRESHIDEAS Dark RPG old-school style <lora:setzstyle7:0.7> <lora:WildcardX-XL-Detail-Enhancer(detail):0.3> <lora:RMSDXL_Creative:0.5> <lora:Surreal Harmony:0.5> Surreal Harmony <lora:TheWeirdies:0.5> TheWeirdies <lora:sdxl_lora_beksinski:0.5> digital artwork by Beksinski
    Josi Spear, a graceful yet adventurous young woman with an abundance of black hair cascading down her shoulders, took to the slopes confidently as she skied effortlessly; her radiant smile contrasted with the snow beneath her, emphasizing the curves of her athletic figure, accentuated by the occasional peek of breasts through her snug ski jacket. <lora:lpsriy18ea17c2f90p7c0:1>
    Generate a realistic image of a 'devil'. It looks like this: skin black and crusted like cracked mud, eyes glowing a pale hue with no iris or pupul, lips cracked. Long fingers, mouth open, revealing just a black maw with no teeth or tongue can be seen. The face is frozen into some kind of terrifying desperation. It tooks almost human, but not quite
    ethereal fantasy concept art of In the depths of my slumber, a sinister dream unfolded before me. From the obsidian void emerged a colossal shadow figure, its presence as dark and oppressive as a starless night. Its silhouette was humanoid, but twisted and deformed as if subjected to unspeakable tortures. Its body was draped in tattered rags that flapped in the ethereal darkness, revealing glimpses of skeletal bones and sinewy flesh. Its face, if it could be called that, was a grotesque mockery of human features. Its eyes were two glowing embers, piercing the gloom with an icy stare. Its mouth gaped open in a perpetual snarl, exposing a razor-sharp maw filled with jagged teeth. Cadaverous hands, long and gnarled, ended in claws that seemed capable of shredding flesh with ease. They stretched out towards me like the talons of a menacing bird of prey. The shadow creature moved with an uncanny fluidity, gliding through the darkness as if it were a creature born from the abyss itself. Every step it took sent ripples of terror through my very core. Its voice, a guttural whisper that grated on my nerves, reverberated through the void. "Come hither, mortal," it hissed. "Your time has come." Fear paralyzed me as the shadow man advanced, its ominous presence growing ever closer. Its eyes burned into my soul, threatening to consume me in its eternal darkness. I knew that if it touched me, my life would be extinguished in an instant. . magnificent, celestial, ethereal, painterly, epic, majestic, magical, fantasy art, cover art, dreamy
    Andreea Munteanu, a fiery-haired performer, took the stage with confidence as the spotlights flashed, illuminating her vibrant red tresses; captivating her audience while passionately belting out her heartfelt song beneath a hypnotic neon backdrop, her voice reverberating through the venue, creating an unforgettable experience for all who witnessed her mesmerizing performance. <lora:vzixot18eda3b25d7u301:1>
    She was the essence of beauty, long flowing platinum blonde hair hyper-detailed, amazing eyes, I fell in love immediately, intelligent and magical her subtle smile behind black rimmed glasses, the shoulder-less short sweater dress was made of cashmere and fit her perfect form, her shoes were obviously Christian Louboutin and she held a small black clutch encrusted with jewels, I was amazed she was alone in this empty speak-easy lounge, it was just us with a cinematic lighting albeit she seemed to catch the light with every step she took towards me, my heart was hers although my soul was already twice sold, the chaos was nearby I coukd feel it closing in. eye catching
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
    masterpiece, best quality, high quality, extremely detailed CG unity 8k wallpaper, dark and ominous scene depicting a corrupted forest with long shadows, glowing red veins covering the roots and trunks of trees, lone tower rising out of the mist, with an illuminated window at the tower’s peak, glowing mushrooms and other luminous foliage surround the tower’s base, ghostly figures move through the dense mist hanging in the air surrounding the tower, long-dead specters of a battle that took place here long ago, digital illustration, intricate, trending, pastel colors, oil paiting, award winning photography, Bokeh, Depth of Field, HDR, bloom, Chromatic Aberration, Photorealistic, extremely detailed, trending on artstation, trending on CGsociety, Intricate, High Detail, dramatic, art by midjourney <lora:MJ52_v2:1> <lora:DonM3t3rn1tyXL-v1.1-000008:0.6> <lora:detailed_notrigger:1> <lora:SDXLFaeTastic2400:0.5> <lora:aidma-Image Upgrader-v0.1:1>
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    Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book It took me years to write, will you take a look? It's based on a novel by a man named Lear And I need a job so I want to be a paperback writer <lora:tbh234-sdxl:0.7>
    2000s vintage RAW photo, photorealistic, film grain, candid camera, color graded cinematic, eye catchlights, atmospheric lighting, macro shot, skin pores, imperfections, natural, shallow dof, Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
    dust off your creole as you'll need it, sight the cobwebs like ligands, their gleaming strands sharper than razorwire Marie Laveau would love it here though I doubt she'd adjust too well to the gravity, 0.3g doesn't take well to the few people I've met that were actually born on earth, "Aeturna 1b" is a long way from their home and not too many want to stay in cryosleep for a decade, and once you arrive, "august orleans" is the locals name for the only city worth a damn, I can't even remember the official designation, probably learned before my envoy training took effect, So now here I am, homeworld of the glittering sundancer, pretense mating with circumstance in backwater marshlands, Skyscrapers sinking ever deeper into the swamps And predictably I can feel it beginning, the grating of impulse in my mind, like an itch I just can't scratch, Gods, what might I have done for you to send me to this planet I wonder fantastic scifi, intriguing grand narrative, ultra-detailed, professional cinematic concept-art, painting, epic, eye catching details, golden hour,
    score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, On the plain a bloody battle took place between alien beasts and female humanoid robots, a house in the middle of open range captured from far away, concrete house at the base and glass upper floor (glasses broken), river crossing the open range, surreal, particles, chromatic aberration, lens dirt, scenery, glowing, bloom, shiny
    As the fitwafflekitchen girl embarked on her solo hiking journey, her long, golden-brown locks swaying gracefully in the breeze, the confident 1girl with brown eyes took in the awe-inspiring vista before her - her strength and determination resonating as she proudly gazed at the viewer. FitwaffleKitchen <lora:jioojg18e8b8ca48eq8c:1>
    As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    As for the little old woman, she took off her cap and balanced the point on the end of her nose, while she counted “One, two, three” in a solemn voice. At once the cap changed to a slate, on which was written in big, white chalk marks: text “LET DOROTHY GO TO THE CITY OF EMERALDS”
    Clad in armor forged from infernal metals, she moved with an alluring grace that belied her menacing stature. Every stride she took resonated with a powerful presence, her eyes gleaming like smoldering embers beneath the shadow of her helm. Her armor, etched with arcane symbols, seemed to whisper tales of ancient power and forbidden knowledge, a testament to her tempting allure as a wielder of dark magic. Yet, it was her seductive aura that truly ensnared those who dared to gaze upon her. With a voice like a velvet caress and a gaze that pierced through the bravest hearts, she lured both mortal and celestial beings alike into the depths of her captivating spell. Her very presence on the battlefield was a symphony of danger and desire, a paradox of beauty and malevolence that left an indelible mark on all who crossed her path.
    A blonde girl with radiant teeth and a warm smile, sporting meticulously applied makeup, took center stage among the wild, outdoorsy backdrop of nature as she confidently beamed, becoming the ultimate model for every provided term. Bebahan <lora:phhpks18ebd8225a1l3e:1>
    I’ve made some discoveries in my own personal life with the science that, y’know, Pythagoras was searching for, I was able to open up the flower of life properly and find the real wave conjugations we’ve been looking for for 10,000 years All energy in the universe is expressed in motion, all motion is expressed in waves, all waves are curves, so where does the straight lines come from to make the Platonic solids? There are no straight lines. So when I took the flower of life and opened it properly, I found whole new wave conjugations that expose the in-between spaces. It’s the thing that holds us all together <lora:add-detail-xl:1>
    ((masterpiece, high quality, best quality, 8k, wallpaper, fine lineart, highly detailed, absurdres)), cinematic photo magical style land art style hyperrealistic,( vaporwave:1.3),vivid colors, intricate details, realistic style, oil paintings, acrylic paintings, watercolor paintings, digital illustrations, mixed media pieces, sculptures casting shadows,( cosmic sky:1.2), photorealistic,extreme detail,lifelike,crisp,precise. natural materials,outdoor,detailed blend of organic and magical elements,futuristic,legendary,detailed,intricate,,film,bokeh,professional,4k,highly detailed, in the style of art, colorful, phone wallpaper,Take us back in time to explore the protagonist's memories of life before The System took control. Paint a picture of their childhood, family, friends, and favorite places now lost under layers of urban development or environmental decay. Reflect on how these nostalgic recollections fuel their determination to fight against The System
    At the mesmerizing Middle Eastern festival, Olivia Lutfallah, a ravishing female model with stunningly long hair and captivating eyes, effortlessly took center stage alone within her lavish, luxurious tent dressed in a sultry one-shouldered red gown adorned with gold embroidery and dazzling statement jewelry, holding a gemstone-encrusted cup while reclining on an oversized cushion, exuding pure confidence as the enchanting scene unfolded around her. <lora:jxjuhp18f1128555cv1596:1>
    Andreea Munteanu, with her glistening red hair and captivating voice, took the stage in a neon-lit auditorium, commanding the audience's attention as she sang her heart out against the blurred backdrop of mesmerizing colors and pulsating lights, creating an electrifying atmosphere that left everyone enchanted by her unforgettable performance. <lora:vzixot18eda3b25d7u301:1>
    dust off your creole as you'll need it, sight the cobwebs like ligands, their gleaming strands sharper than razorwire Marie Laveau would love it here though I doubt she'd adjust too well to the gravity, 0.3g doesn't take well to the few people I've met that were actually born on earth, "Aeturna 1b" is a long way from their home and not too many want to stay in cryosleep for a decade, and once you arrive, "Nouvelle Sainte-Domingue" is the local name for the only city worth a damn, I can't even remember the official designation, probably learned before my envoy conditioning took effect, So now here I am, homeworld of the skydocks, where just two decades ago they finished assembling the largest spacecraft ever built, "Glittering Sundancer", using salvaged martian tech from the fallen orbitals, pretense mating with circumstance in backwater marshlands I suppose, Skyscrapers sinking ever deeper into the swamps And predictably I can feel it beginning, the grating of impulse in my mind, like an itch I just can't scratch, Gods, what might I have done for you to send me to this planet I wonder fantastic scifi, intriguing grand narrative, ultra-detailed, professional cinematic concept-art, painting, epic, eye catching details, golden hour,
    dust off your creole as you'll need it, sight the cobwebs like ligands, their gleaming strands sharper than razorwire Marie Laveau would love it here though I doubt she'd adjust too well to the gravity, 0.3g doesn't take well to the few people I've met that were actually born on earth, "Aeturna 1b" is a long way from their home and not too many want to stay in cryosleep for a decade, and once you arrive, "august orleans" is the locals name for the only city worth a damn, I can't even remember the official designation, probably learned before my envoy training took effect, So now here I am, homeworld of the glittering sundancer, pretense mating with circumstance in backwater marshlands, Skyscrapers sinking ever deeper into the swamps And predictably I can feel it beginning, the grating of impulse in my mind, like an itch I just can't scratch, Gods, what might I have done for you to send me to this planet I wonder fantastic scifi, intriguing grand narrative, ultra-detailed, professional cinematic concept-art, painting, epic, eye catching details, golden hour,
    Would it be wrong, would it be right? If I took my life tonight, chances are that I might Mutilation out of sight And I'm contemplating suicide This is my last resort. <lora:marcXL:0.7> <lora:20240625-1719322976670:0.7> FRESHIDEAS Dark RPG old-school style <lora:setzstyle7:0.7> <lora:WildcardX-XL-Detail-Enhancer(detail):0.3> <lora:RMSDXL_Creative:0.5> <lora:Surreal Harmony:0.5> Surreal Harmony <lora:TheWeirdies:0.5> TheWeirdies <lora:sdxl_lora_beksinski:0.5> digital artwork by Beksinski
    ((masterpiece, high quality, best quality, 8k, wallpaper, fine lineart, highly detailed, absurdres)), cinematic photo magical style land art style hyperrealistic,( vaporwave:1.3),vivid colors, intricate details, realistic style, oil paintings, acrylic paintings, watercolor paintings, digital illustrations, mixed media pieces, sculptures casting shadows,( cosmic sky:1.2), photorealistic,extreme detail,lifelike,crisp,precise. natural materials,outdoor,detailed blend of organic and magical elements,futuristic,legendary,detailed,intricate,,film,bokeh,professional,4k,highly detailed, in the style of art, colorful, phone wallpaper,Take us back in time to explore the protagonist's memories of life before The System took control. Paint a picture of their childhood, family, friends, and favorite places now lost under layers of urban development or environmental decay. Reflect on how these nostalgic recollections fuel their determination to fight against The System
    In this vivid scene, a talented photographer captured Estelle Berglin - her long hair waving with every step she took, clad in a lovely summer dress that swayed gently with the breeze, walking confidently amidst the lively, vibrant crowd filling the narrow cobblestone streets of Prague, as they all admired and were intrigued by her presence. The photographer's skillful eye for detail was evident - perfectly framing Estelle under soft lighting against the backdrop of rich natural light that cast a warm glow on her skin, gently illuminating her every feature in high resolution with a hint of film grain, as they utilized their Fujifilm XT3 camera to capture this exquisite moment, thus turning it into a timeless piece of art. <lora:zwsqzz18eee538dc7j2d2:1>
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