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Prompt by Selfishreasons

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5 months ago

A woman in warrior attire holds a sword in a blurry background. In the foreground, a woman with dark hair and blue eyes, presumed to be Xena, is depicted in a warrior costume. She wears a dark leather corset adorned with metallic gold embellishments covering her chest and shoulders. A brown leather skirt with circular leather pieces hanging loosely from it also features some metallic accents. Armbands with gold scrollwork are visible on her upper and forearms. She is holding a sword horizontally in her right hand, positioned close to the lower-left corner of the frame, with the blade pointing diagonally upwards. The woman's mouth is slightly open, and she appears to be looking intensely off-camera to the right with a determined expression, suggesting action or alertness. Behind her, the background is blurred, showing hints of other figures. One person is partially visible on the left, wearing a dark red or maroon robe or cape and some form of headwear that appears metallic or helmet-like. Their legs are visible in dark trousers and boots. This blurry background creates a sense of depth and implies a scene with other people, possibly in a historical or fantasy setting. The ground appears to be dusty or sandy. The lighting illuminates the woman's face and hair, with highlights suggesting a bright light source, possibly sunlight. The overall atmosphere feels dramatic and action-oriented, consistent with a warrior theme. The mood is serious and focused, conveying a sense of readiness or engagement in a confrontation.

6 months ago

"The Colossus Beneath the Desert" – (Primary Subject: Titanic Buried Giant Stirring Beneath Sand Dunes, 1.7 weight) — deep in an endless, wind-scoured desert, a vast ancient colossus lies half-submerged beneath dunes of golden sand, its face cracked and weathered, sculpted from stone and bone. One glowing eye now flickers to life for the first time in ten thousand years, casting a pillar of blue light through the dust-choked sky. It is waking. The scale is impossible—ridges of sand ripple for miles outward with each breath it takes. What appears to be mountains on the horizon are the curved tips of its buried fingers, slowly flexing. Its ribs form deep canyons, home to temples built by forgotten civilizations who once worshipped it as god, jailer, and weapon. Above it, a caravan of nomads has stopped. Their camels rear back in fear. The elders whisper old songs once thought metaphor. A solitary figure in ceremonial robes walks toward the eye, chanting in forgotten tongues, holding a staff that glows faintly in resonance. This is not a confrontation. It is a negotiation. The sky roils with duststorms, lit orange and violet by the setting sun. Shadows stretch long across the sand, wrapping the moment in mythic stillness. Massive stone anklets and rune-bound chains anchor the colossus deep below—their glyphs eroded, weakened. A sandstorm gathers behind it, as if the world resists its rising. Its skin is made of layered strata and fossilized memory, carved with glowing runes that flicker like fault lines. When it exhales, the wind shifts continents. Its breath is heavy with salt, iron, and ancient sound. The desert listens. Rendered in epic cinematic realism, with sweeping scale, warm atmospheric tones, and deep contrast between golden sand, cold stone, and glowing eyes. Shot through a dusty anamorphic lens, grain visible in the low sun, with volumetric light shafts and wide mythic framing. Think Dune x Dark Souls x ancient Mesopotamian apocalypse (monumental visual drama, 1.4 weight).