It is moving in the wind prompts

9 months ago

In the textured realism of Simon Stålenhag, a moon-worshiping priestess stands ankle-deep in the calm waters of a misty lake, her naked body fully exposed (2.0). Her raven-black hair flows wildly in the wind (1.8), adding a dynamic sense of motion as she raises her arms in worship toward the vast, star-filled sky. The night is illuminated solely by torches (1.8) planted in an irregular pattern along the sandy beach behind her, their golden flames flickering against the cool, muted tones of the environment. Her posture is powerful yet serene, the natural curves of her body, including her softly rounded bubble butt (2.0), highlighted by the warm glow of the torches. The contrast between the golden torchlight and the cool misty darkness of the lake creates a striking interplay of light and shadow, emphasizing the contours of her figure (1.9). To her side, a silver-grey horse (1.7) stands peacefully, tied to a nearby tree on the shoreline, its sleek coat reflecting faint glimmers of the torchlight. The lake is veiled in a thin layer of smoke (1.8), which drifts softly across the surface, blending with the hazy reflection of the torches in the rippling water. The air is alive with hundreds of fireflies (1.9), their tiny golden lights moving erratically, adding texture and depth to the scene. The torches' crackling flames mix with the gentle rustle of leaves and the faint hum of the fireflies, creating a richly immersive atmosphere. The volumetric lighting (1.8) from the torches filters through the drifting smoke, casting soft, dynamic beams across the scene. The muted earthy tones of the surroundings, interspersed with the vibrant glow of the torches and the flickering fireflies, evoke Stålenhag’s characteristic balance of realism and mysticism, capturing a moment of sacred ritual and haunting beauty.

6 months ago

A hyper-realistic, lifelike ventriloquist puppet sits on a dusty, abandoned chair in a forgotten corner of a derelict theater. The puppet's face is unnervingly detailed, with flawless porcelain skin that shows faint cracks and signs of age. Its eyes are large, glassy, and appear to glimmer with a strange, unnatural light, while the deep wrinkles around its mouth reveal that it’s seen far too many performances. The mouth is slightly ajar, as if frozen mid-sentence, with sharp, yellowing teeth that look like they could belong to a real human. Its hair, once a soft blonde, is now matted and dirty, tangled in a way that seems almost too lifelike. The room around the puppet is suffocatingly still, the only movement coming from the faint creaking of the wooden floorboards and the occasional gust of wind from a broken window. The lighting casts stark shadows, exaggerating the imperfections in the puppet’s face, creating an ominous sense that it might suddenly speak or move.

8 months ago

realistic,highres,reality,<lora:FantasyWizardWitchesXLV3:1>,hkmagic, A Japanese female warrior with an incredible fit body is wearing a very short purple kimono that has intricate white designs, blown open by the wind of a downpour of rain. Her body is fully covered in highly detailed samurai designed tattoos and skin shines as she is drenched from the rain. She is moving quickly through the rain and enemy attackers. Camera angle is low, in front of the character with overcast outdoor lighting causing more shadows in the dramatic scene. The image is in 8K, high resolution, highly detailed, and high quality.

3 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body HD Photo of beautiful, native warrior woman, with high contrast, the woman has an aggressive expression, she is sitting on her tyrannosaurus rex along the edge of a swamp full of dinosaur skeletons and broken mosey tree trunks with human skeletons on them. The swamp bubbles up steam causing a light fog. The woman warrior has long black hair with bangs blowing in the wind, dark sapphire blue eyes, the woman's eyes are framed by long, elegant eyelashes and ornate eyeshadow that compliments her eyes. The woman wears animal hide top, bare midriff, ragged hide mini skirt with ornate gold belt and choker. It is night. There are dark clouds moving in on the Reddish, purple, and Orange sunset and the jungle with big trees and vines in the background. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

9 months ago

“Imagine driving a gorgeous, bright, metallic red with platinum flakes 1976 Dodge Charger, with platinum 22" deep dish rims. The rims have a neon light that cast a vibrant red on the rim making it look red and white pattern as its moving. The car is driving along the winding roads of the Pacific Coast Highway 1 at sunset. A cool sea breeze comes ashore as the sun dips low, casting a golden hue over the colourful cliffside and azure waters below. The roar of the powerful engine echoes off the stone walls, LCD head and rear lights blaze like spotlights. While the warm scarlet, oranges and yellow glow of the fading sun dances on the sleek curves of the luxury sports car. It's a scene straight out of a dream.”

4 months ago

ultra-cinematic group shot, all adorned in obsidian silk lingerie sets with sheer flowing silk capes. The moonlight gleams against their bronzed and porcelain skin, the hyper-realistic texture of the silk so refined, you can see the weave of the fabric at a microscopic level. Their angel wings—crafted from real, intricately layered black silk feathers—move dynamically, the silk fluttering in waves as the ocean wind catches their forms in a moment of godlike perfection.

3 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body view High resolution photography, beautiful, female Vampire, old west gunfighter. Focus on her ultra detailed long sharp teeth, illuminated by glowing parts, as she looks forward with her mouth fully open, with high contrast, She has a cold, aggressive, smiling mouth open expression, She has both guns drawn. As she spins around to look forward her poncho opens and the bullet holes are visitable. The woman has colorful ancient tribal body tattoos, long black hair with bangs blowing in the wind, black eyes with neon read irises framed by long, elegant eyelashes and ornate eyeshadow that compliments her eyes. The wind is blowing some dust in the air. She wears a black Stetson, the brim of her hat is level with her eyebrows. Clint Eastwood style poncho, and a ragged mini shirt. She is wearing an ornate gold and onyx belt and choker, and western boots with silver spurs. It is night time. There are dark clouds moving in on the Reddish Orange sunset in the background. It is almost dark. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

9 months ago

Eve sits on a jagged rock near a dried-out pond, her gaze fixed on the horizon. Her posture is slumped, and her hands are clasped over her knees. Her dark, tattered dress contrasts against her pale, hyper-realistic skin. The atmosphere is hauntingly calm, with a soft wind moving her hair slightly. Shadows from the nearby ruins create a fractured pattern on her figure.highly detailed”, “HDR”, “4K resolution”, “8K resolution”, “hyperrealistic”, “photorealistic”, “cinematic lighting”, “professional”, "perfect composition"

8 months ago

A black and white photograph of a French female model standing on a subway station, posing with one hand leaning against a column as she looks at the camera while her long hair is blowing in the wind, with a blurry, moving train behind her. She wears a dark coat over a simple shirt and jeans. In the style of [Helmut Newton], --v 6.1 --style raw --ar 3:4 --q 2 --s 100

9 months ago

A devout paladin, clad in battered and weathered armor, kneels solemnly on a scorched battlefield shrouded in darkness. His armor is scarred from countless battles, with deep scratches, dents, and streaks of dried blood showing his unwavering resilience. A large red cross, bold and unmistakable, is emblazoned on his chest, a symbol of the Knights Templar and his unshakable devotion to protecting the innocent in the name of Christ. The paladin’s cloak and cape flutter fiercely in the wind, the cape flowing dramatically to one side, its tattered edges frayed and burned, adding motion and weight to the scene. His hood partially obscures his face, which is etched with exhaustion and fear, but also unwavering determination. His eyes are shut tight, his lips moving in a desperate prayer as he grips the hilt of a long, battle-worn sword with both hands. His hands are stacked on the hilt, one placed above the other, holding it firmly against his chest. The blade, longer and imposing, rests at an angle, its edge lying across the charred ground beside him. Behind the paladin stands an ethereal, ghost-like archangel, glowing faintly with divine light, its form semi-transparent and dreamlike. The angel’s hands rest firmly on the paladin’s shoulders, a gesture of reassurance and divine protection, exuding holy energy that shields the knight from the encroaching darkness. The angel’s light radiates outward in bright, piercing rays, repelling the darkness and grotesque monsters surrounding them. Grotesque demons writhe and claw at the edge of the light, their twisted faces contorted in agony as they shield their eyes from the brilliance. Some demons collapse into ash, their forms consumed by the holy radiance, while others retreat into the swirling black mist, unable to breach the protective barrier of light. The battlefield is littered with shattered weapons, cracked bones, and glowing embers, all starkly illuminated by the divine glow emanating from the angel. The paladin’s cape flows dynamically to the side, caught in the chaotic winds, emphasizing the intensity of the moment. His armor catches the radiant light, casting dramatic highlights and deep shadows, emphasizing his weathered yet steadfast appearance. The angel’s ethereal form glows brightly behind him, its faintly visible details—such as a flowing robe and subtle wings of light—adding a divine and ghostly quality. Volumetric rays of light pierce through the smoky air, illuminating the swirling ash and the edges of the battlefield. The contrast between the paladin’s desperate prayer and the overwhelming power of the angel’s light creates a powerful image of faith overcoming despair.

4 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body HD Photo of beautiful, native warrior woman, with high contrast, the woman has an aggressive expression, she along the edge of a jungle with big trees and vines she is fighting tyrannosaurus rex with her spear. There is a small fire to the left of the fight between the woman and the tyrannosaurus rex with small demons climbing out of the flames. The native woman has long black hair with bangs blowing in the wind, dark sapphire blue eyes, the woman's eyes are framed by long, elegant eyelashes and ornate eyeshadow that compliments her eyes. The woman wears animal hide top, bare midriff, ragged hide mini skirt with ornate gold belt and choker. It is night. There are dark clouds moving in on the Reddish, purple, and Orange sunset in the background. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

7 months ago

a surreal and psychedelic scene, reminiscent of a Salvador Dali painting, where time and reality are distorted: In an expansive, dreamlike landscape, a clock melts over the edge of a table, defying the laws of physics. The sky above swirls with vibrant, otherworldly colors, blending into an infinite horizon. A figure stands at the center of this scene, their form shifting and changing. Parts of their body transform into various elements – one arm becomes a flowing river, the other a winding vine. Their face is a canvas of shifting expressions, each one reflecting a different aspect of human emotion. Around them, objects float in mid-air, defying gravity. Books open with pages turning into birds, a vintage telephone twists into a spiral, and a chessboard's pieces move on their own. In the background, a cityscape bends and curves like a wave, buildings morphing into surreal shapes. The border between sky and earth blurs, creating a sense of endlessness. In this scene, reality is malleable, and the ordinary becomes extraordinary. It's a visual representation of a mind-bending journey through a world where the impossible becomes possible, and the boundaries of imagination are limitless., moody, unsettling, surreal imagery, macabe, (award winning cinematic shot:1.21), (Kati Horna:1.32) From below, deep in the submerged grotto, a solitary figure stands at the water’s edge, gazing up toward the ascending steps, their expression contemplative and enigmatic. From above, another figure walks up the steps, seemingly unaware of the one below, their face obscured as if caught in a moment between reality and illusion. The water shimmers with an impossible clarity, revealing intricate, otherworldly details beneath the surface—perhaps submerged relics, mysterious symbols, or faint glimpses of an unseen world. The sky above is vast and surreal, with clouds that seem to defy gravity, casting an uncanny glow over the entire composition. The atmosphere is both hyper-detailed, in the style of van Eyck, and eerily mysterious, as if Magritte’s enigmatic vision has bent reality itself.

9 months ago

In the textured realism of Simon Stålenhag, a moon-worshiping priestess stands ankle-deep in the calm waters of a misty lake, her naked body fully exposed (2.0). Her raven-black hair flows wildly in the wind (1.8), adding a dynamic sense of motion as she raises her arms in worship toward the vast, star-filled sky. The night is illuminated solely by torches (1.8) planted in an irregular pattern along the sandy beach behind her, their golden flames flickering against the cool, muted tones of the environment. Her posture is powerful yet serene, the natural curves of her body, including her softly rounded bubble butt (2.0), highlighted by the warm glow of the torches. The contrast between the golden torchlight and the cool misty darkness of the lake creates a striking interplay of light and shadow, emphasizing the contours of her figure (1.9). To her side, a silver-grey horse (1.7) stands peacefully, tied to a nearby tree on the shoreline, its sleek coat reflecting faint glimmers of the torchlight. The lake is veiled in a thin layer of smoke (1.8), which drifts softly across the surface, blending with the hazy reflection of the torches in the rippling water. The air is alive with hundreds of fireflies (1.9), their tiny golden lights moving erratically, adding texture and depth to the scene. The torches' crackling flames mix with the gentle rustle of leaves and the faint hum of the fireflies, creating a richly immersive atmosphere. The volumetric lighting (1.8) from the torches filters through the drifting smoke, casting soft, dynamic beams across the scene. The muted earthy tones of the surroundings, interspersed with the vibrant glow of the torches and the flickering fireflies, evoke Stålenhag’s characteristic balance of realism and mysticism, capturing a moment of sacred ritual and haunting beauty.

8 months ago

A stunningly beautiful full-body cybernetic Asian woman with long, sleek black hair flowing in the wind. She has cat-like facial features, mesmerizing almond-shaped eyes that glow softly, high cheekbones, delicate lips, and flawless luminous skin. Her body is a perfect fusion of organic and synthetic elements, featuring intricate biomechanical details and softly pulsating neon veins beneath her skin. She possesses **massive liquid metal wings**, flowing like pure mercury, shifting and morphing as if alive. The wings appear almost weightless, with tendrils of shimmering liquid metal continuously rippling and reforming into intricate patterns. They are semi-transparent, reflecting deep violet, electric blue, and gold hues, glowing softly against the darkness. When she moves, droplets of metallic fluid separate momentarily before seamlessly rejoining the main structure, creating an ethereal, ever-changing effect. She is adorned with **liquid metal accessories**, including flowing metallic bracelets, a futuristic choker that shifts like a living organism, and delicate biomechanical ornaments wrapping around her arms and legs. These accessories subtly morph and reshape, reflecting the neon city lights in a hypnotic shimmer. She stands in a **dark, futuristic cyberpunk cityscape**, shrouded in deep shadows and illuminated by sporadic neon lights. The environment is veiled in thick mist, with floating holograms flickering faintly in the distance. The neon reflections glisten on the wet streets, while distant city lights create a soft atmospheric glow. The deep contrast between darkness and vibrant lights adds a dramatic, mysterious, and cinematic feel. **Ultra-detailed, hyper-realistic, high contrast lighting, deep shadows, neon highlights, inspired by Katsuhiro Otomo and H.R. Giger, rendered in Unreal Engine 5 and Octane Render.**

9 months ago

In the textured realism of Simon Stålenhag, a moon-worshiping priestess stands ankle-deep in the calm waters of a misty lake, her naked body fully exposed (2.0). Her raven-black hair flows wildly in the wind (1.8), adding a dynamic sense of motion as she raises her arms in worship toward the vast, star-filled sky. The night is illuminated solely by torches (1.8) planted in an irregular pattern along the sandy beach behind her, their golden flames flickering against the cool, muted tones of the environment. Her posture is powerful yet serene, the natural curves of her body, including her softly rounded bubble butt (2.0), highlighted by the warm glow of the torches. The contrast between the golden torchlight and the cool misty darkness of the lake creates a striking interplay of light and shadow, emphasizing the contours of her figure (1.9). To her side, a silver-grey horse (1.7) stands peacefully, tied to a nearby tree on the shoreline, its sleek coat reflecting faint glimmers of the torchlight. The lake is veiled in a thin layer of smoke (1.8), which drifts softly across the surface, blending with the hazy reflection of the torches in the rippling water. The air is alive with hundreds of fireflies (1.9), their tiny golden lights moving erratically, adding texture and depth to the scene. The torches' crackling flames mix with the gentle rustle of leaves and the faint hum of the fireflies, creating a richly immersive atmosphere. The volumetric lighting (1.8) from the torches filters through the drifting smoke, casting soft, dynamic beams across the scene. The muted earthy tones of the surroundings, interspersed with the vibrant glow of the torches and the flickering fireflies, evoke Stålenhag’s characteristic balance of realism and mysticism, capturing a moment of sacred ritual and haunting beauty.

9 months ago

A colossal battle-hardened dragon, its shiny black scales glowing faintly with pulses of purple, fiery orange, and ember-red light (2.0) from beneath, moves with terrifying energy, exhaling a fluid torrent of molten fire. The dragon’s massive head is tilted to the side, its jaws wide open, revealing razor-sharp teeth through which liquid fire flows like less viscous lava (2.0). The molten fire glows intensely with intertwined hues of purple, orange, and ember-red, streaming from its mouth in a steady, glowing cascade. The fire pools and flows across the scorched earth, creating glowing rivers that hiss and crackle as they spread, leaving molten patches in their wake. Around its open jaws, the air ripples and distorts visibly (1.9) from the immense heat, creating a mirage-like effect that warps the surrounding light. The dragonrider, a commanding figure in a deep purple cloak with aquamarine embroidery (1.8), leans back in her battle-worn saddle, gripping the reins tightly with both hands as the dragon thrashes in anticipation of battle. Her posture is strained but determined, her golden eyes glowing softly like embers (2.0), perfectly mirroring the molten hues of her mount. Her tattered cloak flutters wildly in the storm-like wind created by the dragon’s immense, muscular movements, adding drama to the scene. The dragon’s massive wings, veined with glowing patterns of fiery purple and orange, beat with immense power, scattering ash and embers in chaotic swirls. Its claws, jagged and scarred from countless battles, tear into the cracked and glowing earth, sending shards of molten rock flying. The glow beneath its scales pulses in rhythm with its breath, emphasizing the sheer energy coursing through the beast. The environment is dark and ominous, lit only by the steady, glowing flow of molten fire and the faint beams of sunlight piercing the smoke-filled sky. The battlefield is alive with detail: swirling ash, glowing embers, and molten rivers that snake through the scorched earth (1.9). The surrounding forest is shrouded in shadow, its twisted trees silhouetted against the faint purple and orange glow of the fiery cascades. The scene is brought to life with volumetric lighting, highlighting the interplay of fiery tones against the muted darkness of the environment. The fluid fire transitions smoothly between its glowing hues, with anti-banding measures ensuring seamless gradients and realistic color blending. This moment captures the raw, untamed power of the dragon and the unyielding resolve of its rider, united against the chaos of battle

5 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo High noon, oh I'd sell my soul for water, Nine years worth of breakin' my back. There's no sun in the shadow of the wizard. See how he glides, why he's lighter than air. Oh, I see his face. Where is your star? Is it far? When do we leave? I believe, yes, I believe In the heat and the rain. With whips and chains. To see him fly. So many died. We build a tower of stone. With our flesh and bone. Just to see him fly. But don't know why. Now where do we go? Hot wind moving fast across the desert. We feel that our time has arrived. The world spins while we put his dream together. A tower of stone to take him straight to the sky. All eyes see the figure of the wizard. As he climbs to the top of the world. No sound, as he falls instead of rising. Time standing still, then there's blood on the sand. But why, In all the rain With all the chains Did so many die Just to see him fly? Look at my flesh and bone. Look at his tower of stone I see a rainbow rising Look there on the horizon. And I'm coming home. Time is standing still, He gave back my will My eyes are bleeding, And my heart is leaving here. The place I've known, But it's not home, Take me back. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

5 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo High noon, oh I'd sell my soul for water, Nine years worth of breakin' my back. There's no sun in the shadow of the wizard. See how he glides, why he's lighter than air. Oh, I see his face. Where is your star? Is it far? When do we leave? I believe, yes, I believe In the heat and the rain. With whips and chains. To see him fly. So many died. We build a tower of stone. With our flesh and bone. Just to see him fly. But don't know why. Now where do we go? Hot wind moving fast across the desert. We feel that our time has arrived. The world spins while we put his dream together. A tower of stone to take him straight to the sky. All eyes see the figure of the wizard. As he climbs to the top of the world. No sound, as he falls instead of rising. Time standing still, then there's blood on the sand. But why, In all the rain With all the chains Did so many die Just to see him fly? Look at my flesh and bone. Look at his tower of stone I see a rainbow rising Look there on the horizon. And I'm coming home. Time is standing still, He gave back my will My eyes are bleeding, And my heart is leaving here. The place I've known, But it's not home, Take me back. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

5 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo High noon, oh I'd sell my soul for water, Nine years worth of breakin' my back. There's no sun in the shadow of the wizard. See how he glides, why he's lighter than air. Oh, I see his face. Where is your star? Is it far? When do we leave? I believe, yes, I believe In the heat and the rain. With whips and chains. To see him fly. So many died. We build a tower of stone. With our flesh and bone. Just to see him fly. But don't know why. Now where do we go? Hot wind moving fast across the desert. We feel that our time has arrived. The world spins while we put his dream together. A tower of stone to take him straight to the sky. All eyes see the figure of the wizard. As he climbs to the top of the world. No sound, as he falls instead of rising. Time standing still, then there's blood on the sand. But why, In all the rain With all the chains Did so many die Just to see him fly? Look at my flesh and bone. Look at his tower of stone I see a rainbow rising Look there on the horizon. And I'm coming home. Time is standing still, He gave back my will My eyes are bleeding, And my heart is leaving here. The place I've known, But it's not home, Take me back. No poorly formed fingers, no extra arms, no extra legs, no extra fingers, no poorly formed hands, no poorly drawn body, no poorly drawn teeth, no bad anatomy.

7 months ago

(Spaghetti Western meets Hindu Mythology, Cinematic, Gritty, Mythic Americana, Clint Eastwood's Unforgiven-style storytelling, Hyperreal, Dust and Gunpowder, Sunset Over the Frontier) (Gritty Cinematic Western:1.8, Hindu Mythology Meets Old West:2.0, Dust & Heat Haze:1.6, Sunburnt Leather & Weathered Cloth:1.5, Volumetric Light Through Dust:1.4, Classic Spaghetti Western Composition:1.8) The frontier is vast, endless. The sun hangs low and swollen, a burning red eye sinking behind the jagged silhouette of the mountains, bleeding golden light across the dust-choked sky. A lone rider moves through the haze, his dark stallion kicking up a slow trail of dust, the sound of hooves muffled by the dry, cracked earth. Vishnu, the Divine Gunslinger, moves like a ghost through this godforsaken land, his presence a whisper on the wind, a warning before the storm. He is adorned in a weathered duster, its deep blue fabric threadbare yet regal, embroidered in golden Sanskrit that shifts and shimmers under the dying light. Beneath it, his celestial skin glows faintly, a blue so deep it seems carved from the twilight sky itself. His golden eyes burn like twin desert suns, reflecting the fire of the West, the violence of the frontier, the weight of justice balanced on the edge of a blade. From beneath his coat, his four arms rest with an unnatural stillness, each poised for retribution. One hand grips the Sudarshana Revolver, an ancient pistol forged from the molten core of a dying star, its barrel etched with the shifting symbols of the cosmos. Another holds a coiled lasso woven from the threads of fate, glowing with the light of constellations long dead. The third hand remains open, palm outward—a warning, or perhaps a blessing. The fourth clutches the eternal lotus, a reminder that even in this land of dust and death, something divine lingers. Behind him, the town of Black Hollow waits, a rotting wooden carcass of a town, its saloon doors swaying in the wind, the church bell rusted and long silent. Shadows move behind glassless windows, fear tightening in the chests of men who know their reckoning has come. The outlaws of this place have no gods, no law but steel and blood, and yet even they whisper his name. The wind shifts, carrying the scent of gunpowder and sagebrush, and in the distance, a gang of riders appear on the ridge, silhouetted against the sun. Their leader spits, grips his rifle, and laughs. "Ain't no man gets to play god out here," he sneers. The six-shooter spins once, slow, deliberate. A single breath. A moment stretched between eternity and the dust. Vishnu narrows his golden gaze beneath the wide brim of his hat. He speaks only once. "God don’t play, friend." Then the world moves like lightning, like judgment, like fate itself unfurling.

8 months ago

High resolution photography intFirst person POV, President Anwar Sadat’s hands grip the steering wheel of his military jeep as he rides through the desert battlefield during the Yom Kippur War in October 1973. The camera focuses on his hands, steady and firm on the wheel, as the jeep moves swiftly through the terrain. His fingers, strong and determined, are wrapped around the wheel, while his military uniform and gold epaulettes shimmer in the harsh sunlight. The desert stretches out before him—Egyptian soldiers in fatigues and tanks advance across the battlefield, moving in synchronized formation, ready to reclaim territory. The wind blows through the jeep’s open windows, and the sound of radio communications and distant artillery fire fills the air. President Sadat’s eyes remain fixed on the horizon, focused on the success of the operation. The sky above is clouded with the smoke of battle, and the Egyptian flags wave proudly in the distance as his forces push forward. Undeterred by the fierce battle, President Sadat remains resolute, a calm and commanding presence leading his forces to victory."erior design, dreamy sunken living room conversation pit, wooden floor, small windows opening onto the garden, bauhaus furniture and decoration, high ceiling, beige blue salmon pastel palette, interior design magazine, cozy atmosphere; 8k, intricate detail, photorealistic, realistic light, wide angle, kinkfolk photography, A+D architecture

7 months ago

An ultra-realistic, wide angle, front facing, full-body portrait of a mesmerizing Dancer in golden traditional Balinese attire moves gracefully, her flowing silk scarf trailing behind her like a sacred ribbon. She is holding two ornate giant circle bladed Chakrams in both her hands, Each step is deliberate, her movements precise, carrying the wisdom of generations. Standing behind the dancer, a deity with a human face face and a giant eagle body with glowing divine eyes, spreads her vibrant emerald and gold wings, her eyes glowing with divine fury. The wind swirls around them, lifting flower petals into the air as they move as one with the ancient rhythm of the gods. Character design with a final boss concept feel. The image combines advanced digital artistry techniques, including V-ray tracing and ZBrush sculpting, Unreal Engine 5 rendering, and Substance Painter detailing with mixed-media digital painting. Every element is brought to life in UHD resolution detail, photorealistic, realistic light, 8k, masterpiece, wide angle, kinkfolk photography.

2 months ago

Create a dramatic 4K cinematic animation of the female rapper standing on a city rooftop at golden hour. Wind blows through her sleek ponytail as she gazes across the skyline. Same iconic outfit, hands in pockets, lips moving to powerful lines. Camera starts close-up on her eyes, then slowly zooms out to show her full silhouette against the sky, with subtle lens flare from the setting sun. Background buildings reflect light subtly. Confident, poetic mood. No tattoo. Cinematic, polished look.

7 months ago

Create an image of a woman who embodies boldness, audacity, and unrestrained energy. She has a striking figure, with a dark brown leather corset tightly laced to accentuate her slim waist. Her outfit consists of a red skirt with high slits on the sides, revealing her long, slender legs clad in sleek black boots. Her hair is wild and wind-swept, adding to her untamed appearance, and her lips are full, exuding confidence. She rides atop a once-mighty dragon, now scarred and forced to move slowly across the ground, its former glory diminished but still imposing. Her eyes radiate a magnetic confidence, and her demeanor combines sharp wit, determination, and a fearless desire to push boundaries. She is the central figure in a dramatic scene, commanding attention with her commanding presence and bold style. The atmosphere around her is charged with intensity, as she effortlessly draws the gaze of everyone around her, embodying a mix of power, allure, and unapologetic individuality. artwork. cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, octane render, 8k