heron prompts

1 month ago

A horrifying swamp creature resembling a giant bird, but without feathers, its body covered in pale, leathery, wet skin stretched tight over a massive ribcage. The ribcage is visible in shape but not exposed — fully covered with flesh and skin, swollen and grotesque. The head is elongated, with a long, sharp, spear-like beak, more like a monstrous stork or heron than a raptor. Blind white eyes, rotten flesh texture, standing in a misty swamp ruin, terrifying and unnatural. Horror, dark fantasy illustration, highly detailed, photorealistic, cinematic lighting.

4 months ago

A black and white picture of a heron that is obscure and dark, brooding, facing the viewer ever so slightly.

5 months ago

A woman in a flowing red dress with a white ribbon tied in her hair rests beside a weathered water wheel, her gaze following golden leaves that drift gently in the current. The fabric of her dress catches the breeze like a quiet flame. Mist rises softly from the riverbank as the sun slips behind the autumn trees, casting amber light across the scene. A heron lifts slowly from the reeds, its wings brushing the air like a memory. The brushwork evokes stillness, longing, and the tender ache of something almost forgotten.

1 month ago

An ultra high resolution camera, 4k, hyper realistic, focused, extreme details, unreal engine 5, cinematic, masterpiece, intricate, using these photographs as reference, improve the image by adding high definition and clarity and putting heron a lighter background to separate it from the woman's shiny black hair, enhance the resolution emulating a Nikon Professional Camera.

5 months ago

A woman in a flowing red dress with a white ribbon tied in her hair rests beside a weathered water wheel, her gaze following golden leaves that drift gently in the current. The fabric of her dress catches the breeze like a quiet flame. Mist rises softly from the riverbank as the sun slips behind the autumn trees, casting amber light across the scene. A heron lifts slowly from the reeds, its wings brushing the air like a memory. The brushwork evokes stillness, longing, and the tender ache of something almost forgotten.