TIME OF DAY: night prompts

6 months ago

A young woman stands alone in the quiet intimacy of her hotel room, lost in thought as she poses for the viewer. Her gentle smile seems to be a whisper away from breaking into something more, like a dawn that's about to rise on a new day. She wears nothing but a black lace open robe that exposes a bit too much, its delicate fabric seeming to cling to her body like a soft caress. As she stands before the open curtains, every detail of her face becomes almost starkly visible in the dim light, like a whispered promise that's been shared with no one. The view of downtown stretches out behind her, a blurred tapestry of lights and colors that seems to pulse with its own rhythmic heartbeat. The camera zooms in on her close-up, capturing every nuance of her expression as she drifts away into thought. Soft focus adds a touch of intimacy to the scene, like a lover's kiss that leaves the skin feeling tender and vulnerable. Every aspect of this moment seems to be suspended in time, frozen forever in the quiet beauty of a hotel room at night. The muted colors of the robe seem to blend seamlessly with the soft colors of the evening sky, creating an atmosphere that's both soothing and seductive.

6 months ago

Eternity Among mortals he was God, among Gods supreme! his words bent time, reality one wish away. Many nights he stayed blinded from the light of day. Mortals walk his earth burdened with the lack of joy. Pain, sorrow and war all his toys of choice, still the time is here this burden he no longer can bear. Down from divine heights to renounce his mighty rights. Spit the water drunk from fountains of youth to finally tear off the wings of divine truth.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body view High resolution photography. We're doing alright, Little jiving on a Saturday night, Come what may, We're gonna dance the day away, Jenny was sweet, She always smiled for the people she'd meet, On trouble and strife She had another way of looking at life. The news is blue It has its own way to get to you, What can I do? I'll never remember my time with you. So, pick up your feet You got to move to the trick of the beat, There is no elite, Just take your place in the driver's seat Jenny was sweet, There is no elite, So, pick up your feet. Gonna dance the day away Driver's seat, Just take your place in the driver's seat. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish 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.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body view High resolution photography. We're doing alright, Little jiving on a Saturday night, Come what may, We're gonna dance the day away, Jenny was sweet, She always smiled for the people she'd meet, On trouble and strife She had another way of looking at life. The news is blue It has its own way to get to you, What can I do? I'll never remember my time with you. So, pick up your feet You got to move to the trick of the beat, There is no elite, Just take your place in the driver's seat Jenny was sweet, There is no elite, So, pick up your feet. Gonna dance the day away Driver's seat, Just take your place in the driver's seat. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish 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.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body view High resolution photography. We're doing alright, Little jiving on a Saturday night, Come what may, We're gonna dance the day away, Jenny was sweet, She always smiled for the people she'd meet, On trouble and strife She had another way of looking at life. The news is blue It has its own way to get to you, What can I do? I'll never remember my time with you. So, pick up your feet You got to move to the trick of the beat, There is no elite, Just take your place in the driver's seat Jenny was sweet, There is no elite, So, pick up your feet. Gonna dance the day away Driver's seat, Just take your place in the driver's seat. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish 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.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body view High resolution photography. We're doing alright, Little jiving on a Saturday night, Come what may, We're gonna dance the day away, Jenny was sweet, She always smiled for the people she'd meet, On trouble and strife She had another way of looking at life. The news is blue It has its own way to get to you, What can I do? I'll never remember my time with you. So, pick up your feet You got to move to the trick of the beat, There is no elite, Just take your place in the driver's seat Jenny was sweet, There is no elite, So, pick up your feet. Gonna dance the day away Driver's seat, Just take your place in the driver's seat. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish 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.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body view High resolution photography. We're doing alright, Little jiving on a Saturday night, Come what may, We're gonna dance the day away, Jenny was sweet, She always smiled for the people she'd meet, On trouble and strife She had another way of looking at life. The news is blue It has its own way to get to you, What can I do? I'll never remember my time with you. So, pick up your feet You got to move to the trick of the beat, There is no elite, Just take your place in the driver's seat Jenny was sweet, There is no elite, So, pick up your feet. Gonna dance the day away Driver's seat, Just take your place in the driver's seat. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish 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.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out full body view High resolution photography. We're doing alright, Little jiving on a Saturday night, Come what may, We're gonna dance the day away, Jenny was sweet, She always smiled for the people she'd meet, On trouble and strife She had another way of looking at life. The news is blue It has its own way to get to you, What can I do? I'll never remember my time with you. So, pick up your feet You got to move to the trick of the beat, There is no elite, Just take your place in the driver's seat Jenny was sweet, There is no elite, So, pick up your feet. Gonna dance the day away Driver's seat, Just take your place in the driver's seat. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish 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.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo of An old cowboy One dark and windy day. Upon a ridge he rested, As he went along his way. When all at once a mighty herd Of red eyed cows he saw Plowin' through the ragged skies. And up the cloudy draw Their brands were still on fire And their hooves were made of steel. Their horns were black and shiny, And their hot breath he could feel. A bolt of fear went through him As they thundered through the sky, For he saw the riders coming hard And he heard their mournful cry. Their faces gaunt, Their eyes were blurred, Their shirts all soaked with sweat, He's riding hard to catch that herd But he ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever On that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire As they ride on, hear their cry. As the riders loped on by him He heard one call his name, 'If you wanna save your soul From hell a-riding on our range Then, cowboy, change your ways today Or with us you will ride Trying to catch the devil's herd Across these endless skies. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish 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.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo of An old cowboy One dark and windy day. Upon a ridge he rested, As he went along his way. When all at once a mighty herd Of red eyed cows he saw Plowin' through the ragged skies. And up the cloudy draw Their brands were still on fire And their hooves were made of steel. Their horns were black and shiny, And their hot breath he could feel. A bolt of fear went through him As they thundered through the sky, For he saw the riders coming hard And he heard their mournful cry. Their faces gaunt, Their eyes were blurred, Their shirts all soaked with sweat, He's riding hard to catch that herd But he ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever On that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire As they ride on, hear their cry. As the riders loped on by him He heard one call his name, 'If you wanna save your soul From hell a-riding on our range Then, cowboy, change your ways today Or with us you will ride Trying to catch the devil's herd Across these endless skies. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish 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.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo of An old cowboy One dark and windy day. Upon a ridge he rested, As he went along his way. When all at once a mighty herd Of red eyed cows he saw Plowin' through the ragged skies. And up the cloudy draw Their brands were still on fire And their hooves were made of steel. Their horns were black and shiny, And their hot breath he could feel. A bolt of fear went through him As they thundered through the sky, For he saw the riders coming hard And he heard their mournful cry. Their faces gaunt, Their eyes were blurred, Their shirts all soaked with sweat, He's riding hard to catch that herd But he ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever On that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire As they ride on, hear their cry. As the riders loped on by him He heard one call his name, 'If you wanna save your soul From hell a-riding on our range Then, cowboy, change your ways today Or with us you will ride Trying to catch the devil's herd Across these endless skies. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish 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.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo of An old cowboy One dark and windy day. Upon a ridge he rested, As he went along his way. When all at once a mighty herd Of red eyed cows he saw Plowin' through the ragged skies. And up the cloudy draw Their brands were still on fire And their hooves were made of steel. Their horns were black and shiny, And their hot breath he could feel. A bolt of fear went through him As they thundered through the sky, For he saw the riders coming hard And he heard their mournful cry. Their faces gaunt, Their eyes were blurred, Their shirts all soaked with sweat, He's riding hard to catch that herd But he ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever On that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire As they ride on, hear their cry. As the riders loped on by him He heard one call his name, 'If you wanna save your soul From hell a-riding on our range Then, cowboy, change your ways today Or with us you will ride Trying to catch the devil's herd Across these endless skies. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish 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.

6 months ago

Hyper realistic, photo realism, High Contrast, insanely detailed and intricate, elegant, ornate, super detailed zoomed out side view full body HD Photo of An old cowboy One dark and windy day. Upon a ridge he rested, As he went along his way. When all at once a mighty herd Of red eyed cows he saw Plowin' through the ragged skies. And up the cloudy draw Their brands were still on fire And their hooves were made of steel. Their horns were black and shiny, And their hot breath he could feel. A bolt of fear went through him As they thundered through the sky, For he saw the riders coming hard And he heard their mournful cry. Their faces gaunt, Their eyes were blurred, Their shirts all soaked with sweat, He's riding hard to catch that herd But he ain't caught 'em yet 'Cause they've got to ride forever On that range up in the sky On horses snorting fire As they ride on, hear their cry. As the riders loped on by him He heard one call his name, 'If you wanna save your soul From hell a-riding on our range Then, cowboy, change your ways today Or with us you will ride Trying to catch the devil's herd Across these endless skies. it is night time, there are dark clouds rolling in on the night sky on the Reddish 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.

2 months ago

The Star of Mirror-Shadow Spring Deep within the misty Zagros mountains, hidden from every map, lay a secret village called Naghsh-e-Noor—“The Pattern of Light.” The villagers believed that each night, a star fell from the sky and sank into one of the sacred springs. These stars, they said, carried memories from other worlds. One day, a girl named Homa, enchanted by tales of the heavens, decided to find one of these fallen stars. Armed with a lantern made of glow-flower light and a map drawn from her grandmother’s dreams, she set out toward the spring called Mirror-Shadow—a place where, legend claimed, you wouldn’t see your reflection, but your future. When Homa reached the spring, a small blue star shimmered beneath the water’s surface. She reached out and touched it. Time froze. Suddenly, she found herself in a city where trees recited poetry, buildings changed shape with people’s emotions, and birds delivered love letters from distant galaxies. But it wasn’t just a dream. The star had opened a gateway to another realm. Homa chose to stay in that world. Yet every night, through the mountain winds, she sent stories back to Naghsh-e-Noor. And the villagers gathered by the spring to hear the tales of the star that once touched a girl’s hand—and changed everything.