1 month ago photorealistic woman, half in shadow, half in flame, born, of sorrow, bound in darkness, death and silence, sister to wolf, to serpent sworn, hunger her knife and famine is her plate, she shall march with the fallen dead, exists between realms, her skin revealing the unknown universe. flowing hair defies gravity, transforming into streams of blood and light at its edges. her eyes hold entire galaxies, gazing into infinite void. red, teal, gold, and red rose hues create an otherworldly glow as sacred tattoo overlay her form. parts of her porcelain-like skin appear cracked, revealing blooming red flowers beneath. multiple perspectives of her face is covered with mask showing fangs create a dreamlike quality where reality fractures and reforms, while light emanates from within her core, casting impossible shadows in all directions MAAL 2 51
2 months ago I hear white Beauty sighing, too, for hours when all must fade like dew. But flame on flame, deep under deep, throne over throne, where in half sleep their swords upon their iron knees brood her sad lonely Knights. Epic cinematic dramatic dystopian futuristic scene ERH PRO 1 25
2 months ago I hear white Beauty sighing, too, for hours when all must fade like dew. But flame on flame, deep under deep, throne over throne, where in half sleep their swords upon their iron knees brood her sad lonely Knights. Epic cinematic dramatic dystopian futuristic scene ERH PRO 0 22
