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8 months ago

A painting of an attractive woman with her head wrapped in white bandages, and hot air balloons floating around her on the wall. In front is a large rearview mirror reflecting part of her face. She wears modern . The background features a sky filled with various colorful balloons, including one that looks like it could be flying away from the scene. --s 750 --v 6.1 --style raw --ar 56:85

16 days ago

A curvaceous woman with long, flowing reddish-blonde hair with soft curls, wearing a black lace bralette and matching high-waisted sheer lace underwear, along with a long, sheer black robe, confidently walking on a suspended rope bridge, holding onto the ropes on either side, with a captivating expression looking slightly away from the camera, on a rope bridge covered in moss in a lush, tropical jungle with abundant green foliage and trees, and a waterfall visible in the distance. Photorealistic, Editorial Photography Soft, warm golden hour light backlighting the subject and filtering through the canopy, creating a halo effect around her hair and a gentle glow on the waterfall. Full body shot, eye-level angle, balanced composition with the woman in the center foreground and depth provided by the jungle and distant waterfall. Ethereal, Alluring, Detailed Lace, Vibrant Greens, Serene, Natural Beauty, Atmospheric --ar 1:1 --v 5.2 --s 750 --c 0

8 months ago

A black-and-white photograph of an owl sitting on a palm, its wings spread wide. The background is dark, with light falling from above. The owl's eyes glow in a black color, and the hand holding it appears as if the owl is about to take off and fly away. The feathers look very realistic, and the scene seems almost real. --ar 53:89 --style raw

8 months ago

In the heart of a dense, fog-choked forest at dusk, a woman in a tattered red coat stumbles through the undergrowth, her eyes wide with terror. Her breath comes in sharp gasps, visible in the cold air, and her boots sink into the wet ground. The trees around her are gnarled and twisted, their branches reaching out like skeletal hands, casting long, unsettling shadows. A faint whisper floats through the air, but when she looks around, no one is there. Suddenly, the trees seem to shift as a figure dressed in tattered white linen materializes in the distance, walking toward her. The woman freezes, her heart racing, as the figure's face remains hidden beneath a black veil, but she can feel its gaze. The atmosphere is thick with an unnatural stillness, broken only by the distant sound of eerie chanting. The woman tries to back away, but her legs feel heavy, as if the very earth is pulling her down.