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Prompt by MixDiX

faded and dusty prompts

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9 months ago

Imagine a high-definition scene with a ghost sitting in an ethereal, misty room. The ghost, semi-transparent with a soft, glowing aura, is gently holding a delicate porcelain teacup in one hand. Its form is slightly wispy and fluid, as though made from mist or vapor, with faint hints of swirling energy that seem to shift and dissipate in the air. The tea in the cup is a calming, pale shade of green, gently steaming with wisps of vapor rising slowly into the air, adding to the ghostly atmosphere. The ghost's face is faintly visible, with translucent features that evoke a sense of mystery and tranquility. The eyes, glowing faintly, seem to reflect a distant memory or a forgotten story, while the mouth remains closed, showing no expression except for a quiet, ethereal calm. The surroundings are softly blurred, with the faint outline of old, dusty furniture in the background—a small table, a chair, and a faded lace curtain billowing slightly from an unseen breeze. Soft, dim light filters through the misty room, casting shadows that seem to shift and melt away as the ghost moves. The air is cool and still, and everything about the scene feels peaceful yet haunting, suspended in time. The room has a nostalgic and otherworldly feel, with cobwebs in the corners and a faint, ambient glow that seems to come from nowhere but permeates everything. The ghost's tea-drinking is a quiet, timeless moment, untouched by the living world, suspended between realms. 8k

9 months ago

A young Caucasian girl, aged 13-15, smiles joyfully while cradling a small winged unicorn with hyper-detailed, lifelike features. The girl has long, light brown hair with natural flyaway strands, rosy cheeks, and realistic skin texture (slight pores, faint freckles). She wears a casual black cotton t-shirt and faded blue jeans, lit by harsh fluorescent overhead lights that cast sharp, naturalistic shadows. In her hands, the unicorn is anatomically plausible: its size proportionate to a small cat, with ultra-fine white fur showing individual strands, subtly matted in places for realism. Its wings are feathered in intricate detail (similar to a dove’s wing structure), veins visible under the light, and folded neatly against its body. The horn is pearlescent ivory, tapered like an antelope’s, with faint ridged texture—no cartoonish sparkles. The unicorn’s eyes are large but realistic, with moist reflective pupils and subtle eyelashes. The storage room backdrop features cluttered, dusty cardboard boxes labeled ‘Fragile,’ a concrete floor with scuff marks, and a flickering fluorescent panel. Shot on a Sony A7 IV with 85mm lens, f/2.8 aperture for shallow depth-of-field, emphasizing the unicorn’s fur texture and the girl’s hands. Style: Hyper-realistic CGI, photorealistic skin and fabric details, muted fantasy elements grounded in biological plausibility, ambient occlusion lighting blending harsh fluorescents with soft window light from an off-screen source.

8 months ago

A weary vegetable vendor, drenched in sweat, struggles to push his heavy wooden cart along a dusty, sun-scorched road. His frail body, wrapped in tattered, faded clothes, moves sluggishly under the unbearable heat. His feet, cracked and covered in dust, step cautiously on the burning ground as the harsh sunlight casts deep shadows on his worn-out face. His eyes, filled with exhaustion, reflect years of hardship, yet he keeps moving forward. Behind him, an eerie mist begins to rise, swirling and twisting in the air. Within this dense smoke, a faint yet powerful silhouette of Lord Shiva emerges. His divine presence is not completely visible, but his form takes shape within the shifting haze—his flowing hair merging with the mist, his trident barely distinguishable in the shadows. The vendor does not see Shiva, but he unknowingly draws strength from the unseen force behind him. The dust from the road and the shimmering heat waves blend with the mystical smoke, making it unclear where reality ends and divinity begins. The entire scene is hyper-realistic—every wrinkle on the vendor’s skin, every drop of sweat on his forehead, and every grain of dust on his feet is vividly detailed. The background captures the heat of the Indian summer, with a distant blurred marketplace, dry trees, and the shimmering mirage of the scorching road stretching into the horizon. The image is filled with raw emotion, highlighting both struggle and divine support in a way that feels almost tangible, as if this moment was captured by a high-resolution camera in real life.