next to a fire Ideogram prompts

7 months ago

A legendary warrior clad in dark mythic armor, mounted on a fierce warhorse rearing up on its hind legs. The warrior’s battle-worn armor glows faintly under the storm-lit sky, with intricate engravings and flowing tattered cape. The warhorse, also armored, breathes mist into the cold night. The battlefield is a mix of beauty and terror, with embers swirling in the air and distant fires illuminating towering ruins. The atmosphere crackles with tension, as if the world itself is watching this moment of impending battle. The scene is hyper-realistic, cinematic, and deeply emotional, reminiscent of a next-gen video game cutscene. Inspired by Dark Souls, Elden Ring, and Ghost of Tsushima. Unreal Engine 5-level detail, 8K resolution, breathtaking composition, dynamic lighting, photorealistic textures, masterpiece.

7 months ago

A legendary warrior clad in dark mythic armor, mounted on a fierce warhorse rearing up on its hind legs. The warrior’s battle-worn armor glows faintly under the storm-lit sky, with intricate engravings and flowing tattered cape. The warhorse, also armored, breathes mist into the cold night. The battlefield is a mix of beauty and terror, with embers swirling in the air and distant fires illuminating towering ruins. The atmosphere crackles with tension, as if the world itself is watching this moment of impending battle. The scene is hyper-realistic, cinematic, and deeply emotional, reminiscent of a next-gen video game cutscene. Inspired by Dark Souls, Elden Ring, and Ghost of Tsushima. Unreal Engine 5-level detail, 8K resolution, breathtaking composition, dynamic lighting, photorealistic textures, masterpiece.

8 months ago

You'll take my life, but I'll take yours too You'll fire your musket, but I'll run you through So when you're waiting for the next attack You'd better stand, there's no turning back The bugle sounds, the charge begins But on this battlefield, no one wins The smell of acrid smoke and horses' breath As I plunge on into certain death The horse, he sweats with fear, we break to run The mighty roar of the Russian guns And as we race towards the human wall The screams of pain as my comrades fall We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground And the Russians fire another round We get so near, yet so far away We won't live to fight another day We get so close, near enough to fight When a Russian gets me in his sights He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow A burst of rounds take my horse below And as I lay there gazing at the sky My body's numb and my throat is dry And as I lay forgotten and alone Without a tear, I draw my parting groan

4 months ago

Oh the burden bleed, it was the world on fire. No-one eating bodies so I was wrong to leave to avoid the perfect one more time. Still (when they kicked me out of jail next morning I was on my knees, dogs barking:1.9). (In the style of Joao Ruas:1.9).

4 months ago

Oh the burden bleed, it was the world on fire. No-one eating bodies so I was wrong to leave to avoid the perfect one more time. Still (when they kicked me out of jail next morning I was on my knees, dogs barking:1.9). (In the style of Joao Ruas:1.9).

4 months ago

Oh the burden bleed, it was the world on fire. No-one eating bodies so I was wrong to leave to avoid the perfect one more time. Still (when they kicked me out of jail next morning I was on my knees, dogs barking:1.9). (In the style of Joao Ruas:1.9).