looking down with a sorrowful prompts

4 months ago

Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.

6 months ago

A humanoid man with crocodile-scale skin, gleaming with wet textures and armored ridges, stands on a cracked, waterlogged forest path under spectral blue moonlight. He wears a haunting smile, looking directly into the camera, as a single glistening teardrop falls from his eye — in hyper-real focus. Behind him, shrouded in mist and shadows, a distant silhouette of a woman is seen crying in anguish, her hands covering her face, her sorrow blending with the eerie forest gloom. The setting is a twisted magical forest: dead trees, glowing mushrooms, reflective puddles, heavy fog. Cinematic lighting with sharp contrasts and ghostly ambient hues. Typography “CROCODILE TEARDROP” in bold gothic font, semi-transparent and glowing faintly through the mist —ar 3:4 –v 6 –style raw –q 2 –s 750 –no cartoon, clutter, soft blur, text glitch

8 months ago

"An ultra-high quality (16K) digital painting of a mysterious and thought-provoking scene of Lord Krishna looking towards the distant horizon, his expression calm yet reflective. Behind him, Radha gazes at him with teary eyes, her face filled with deep sorrow and longing, symbolizing their inevitable separation. The background is an ethereal Vrindavan landscape with a golden sunset, creating a divine yet melancholic atmosphere. The scene is enriched with soft glowing light around them, enhancing the spiritual essence. Designed for vertical mobile format (9:16)."

4 months ago

Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.

9 months ago

"An ultra-high quality (16K) digital painting of a mysterious and thought-provoking scene of Lord Krishna looking towards the distant horizon, his expression calm yet reflective. Behind him, Radha gazes at him with teary eyes, her face filled with deep sorrow and longing, symbolizing their inevitable separation. The background is an ethereal Vrindavan landscape with a golden sunset, creating a divine yet melancholic atmosphere. The scene is enriched with soft glowing light around them, enhancing the spiritual essence. Designed for vertical mobile format (9:16)."

4 months ago

: Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.

3 months ago

Craft an Old Master painting-style image ofI Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.

6 months ago

Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.

6 months ago

Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.

1 month ago

“Hyperrealistic miniature potato knight as Lancelot, knee-high, standing alone on a rain-drenched hill at twilight, overlooking the ruins of a fallen kingdom. His body is a single, massive russet potato — rough, deeply pitted skin covered in mud, dried sap, and old battle scars, some cracks sealed with hardened resin like scars of honor. His face emerges from the natural form: large, sorrowful human eyes — deep brown irises with soft golden highlights, framed by thick brows formed by ridges in his skin. His expression is noble, weary, and burdened by silent guilt — the look of a man who loved too loyally, and lost everything. He wears a tattered surcoat of faded blue linen (once the color of loyalty), torn at the edges, over leaf-plate armor reinforced with seed-shell pauldrons. Around his waist: a wide, weathered leather belt with a rusted iron buckle. On his head: a dented, ancient iron helmet — once polished, now oxidized — resting slightly askew, revealing one haunted eye. In his hand, he grips a broken lance of petrified rootwood, its tip shattered, yet held with unwavering resolve. At his feet, a single white flower grows through the cracks in the stone. Background: stormy sky, distant lightning, ruined castle spires swallowed by ivy, crows circling in the wind. Shot on ARRI Alexa 65, 75mm anamorphic lens, shallow depth of field, desaturated twilight lighting with dramatic chiaroscuro, ultra-detailed textures (potato pores, mud grit, linen weave, rust flakes, water droplets, leaf veins), live-action fantasy film aesthetic, by Guillermo del Toro and Roger Deakins, 8K cinematic masterpiece.”

9 months ago

A sad stork with its head lowered, its body wounded and bloody, sits on the roof of a house with a sloping, shingled roof, looking sorrowful and crying. Smoke is coming out of the chimney. In the sky, in the distance, a few storks are flying. Mount Damavand stands behind the stork.

9 months ago

Create a captivating profile picture for a male character named "Hollow." The character should have a rugged yet melancholic appearance, with tousled dark hair partially obscuring his forehead. His deep-set eyes should convey a sense of sorrow and reflection, looking slightly off to the side. Dress him in a dark, tattered cloak or jacket that enhances the mysterious vibe. The background should be a dim and foggy landscape, with shades of dark blue and gray to evoke loneliness. Add subtle lighting that softly highlights his face, emphasizing the emotion in his expression. Aim for an overall mood that is haunting yet intriguing, perfect for a profile picture.

8 months ago

An eerily tranquil yet devastating scene of a once-thriving elephant sanctuary almost entirely submerged under a vast, murky expanse of water. Only the very tops of a few palm trees and the remnants of some wooden structures peek out from the waterline, serving as stark reminders of the life that once bustled here. The sanctuary's main path, now a submerged trail, weaves through the water, leading to a central area where the stilts of the mahouts' houses poke out like skeletal fingers grasping for the surface. The waterlogged shadows of what used to be elephant sheds stretch out in rows, their thatched roofs now a mere whisper above the water. The activity spaces, which were once filled with the joyful sounds of elephants frolicking and playing, are now silent and barren, with only a hint of their outlines discernible beneath the water's opaque veil. The scene is bathed in a soft, mournful light that filters through the overcast sky, casting a pall over the inundated landscape. The water itself is a still, reflective mirror, capturing the tragedy of the washed-away lives and the resilience of nature that has reclaimed the space. The only sign of life is the solitary figure of a mahout and elephants in the distance, standing on a small patch of dry land, looking out over the flood with a mix of sorrow and hope, his connection to the displaced elephants palpable.

4 months ago

Create a digital illustration of the Golem as portrayed by Paul Wegener, capturing the iconic character from the 1920 film directed by Paul Wegener himself. The illustration should embody the aesthetic of 1920s cinema, characterized by its dramatic lighting, high contrast, and expressive, somewhat exaggerated features. The image must be in a 9:16 portrait format. Key elements to include: Character Design: The Golem should be depicted with a robust and imposing stature, reflecting the character's mythical and powerful nature. Emphasize the rough, clay-like texture of the Golem's skin, highlighting cracks and an earthy tone. Facial Expression: Capture the intense and somewhat sorrowful expression of the Golem, with deep-set eyes and a stern, contemplative look that conveys a sense of inner turmoil and humanity. Lighting and Shadows: Use chiaroscuro lighting to create a dramatic effect, with strong contrasts between light and dark areas. This will enhance the three-dimensional appearance and add depth to the character. Background: Incorporate elements reminiscent of early 20th-century film sets, such as gothic architecture or a dimly lit, mysterious environment that complements the eerie and timeless nature of the Golem. Costume and Details: Dress the Golem in period-appropriate attire, possibly tattered or ancient-looking robes, to further emphasize the historical context and the character's otherworldly origin. Color Palette: Utilize a sepia or monochromatic color scheme with subtle hints of color to evoke the look of early colorized films. This will help maintain the vintage feel of the 1920s cinema. Composition: Ensure the composition draws the viewer's eye to the Golem's face and upper body, making it the focal point of the image. Use the vertical format to emphasize the height and grandeur of the character. The overall aim is to create a visually striking and evocative portrait that pays homage to the classic film while incorporating the distinctive style of 1920s cinematography.

7 months ago

Scene Description: Niki (a young Iranian woman, delicate build, fair skin, with a round face, long straight brown hair, wearing a short scarf, simple white dress, and a colorful, soft shawl) stands near the train door, her back slightly turned, her face hidden in profile as she watches Amir (a young Iranian man, medium height, angular face, short black hair, wearing a beige trench coat, black pants, and leather shoes) with a distant, sorrowful gaze. Amir stands at a distance, his posture stiff and uncertain, still holding his suitcase. They don’t speak but exchange a silent, deep look. Emotional Focus: Both characters are struggling with the weight of the separation, but neither can fully express their emotions. The silent exchange of glances and body language speaks volumes about the grief and longing they feel. Visual Details: A soft mist is rising from the ground, adding a layer of ethereal emotion to the scene. The backdrop shows the fading glow of the train lights as it prepares to leave. The scene is framed with old train station architecture, emphasizing the passage of time and the finality of this moment. Accessories: Niki’s scarf sways lightly in the wind, giving a sense of movement and the passage of time. Amir’s chiseled jawline is shadowed by his hat, adding an air of mystery and the silent burden of unspoken words.

7 months ago

Scene Description: Niki stands near the train door, her back slightly turned, her face hidden in profile as she watches Amir with a distant, sorrowful gaze. Amir stands at a distance, his posture stiff and uncertain, still holding his suitcase. They don’t speak but exchange a silent, deep look. Emotional Focus: Both characters are struggling with the weight of the separation, but neither can fully express their emotions. The silent exchange of glances and body language speaks volumes about the grief and longing they feel. Visual Details: A soft mist is rising from the ground, adding a layer of ethereal emotion to the scene. The backdrop shows the fading glow of the train lights as it prepares to leave. The scene is framed with old train station architecture, emphasizing the passage of time and the finality of this moment. Accessories: Niki’s scarf sways lightly in the wind, giving a sense of movement and the passage of time. Amir’s chiseled jawline is shadowed by his hat, adding an air of mystery and the silent burden of unspoken words.

4 months ago

Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.

6 months ago

Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.

6 months ago

Vain Alone again, under a dome of judgement he thought was for the banned only. Imprisoned in flesh so heavy with guilt that angels of light sorrow feel. The sum of his thoughts cannot bring light to a darkness of three am nor a breeze of strawberry summer to a winter's cold inside. "Look for the person in the words, not the shell from where they were born" He said in vain to the rhythm of music almost divine, urging him to get up and go on. All music dies out with time, beauty as well but time, which enjoyed borrowing herself to him, no traces of guilt show because only forward her wheels go.

6 months ago

A vast, ancient chamber deep beneath the Sepulchral Spire, its floor carved with concentric soulstone rings and whisper-etched scripture; at the center lie immense circular basins filled with swirling black flame — the Atramentum Wells — silent, weightless fire that burns upward in slow, impossible motion; the surrounding walls are layered with crumbling runes that shift when looked at, bleeding faint light and fragments of lost speech; faint silhouettes of figures appear within the flame, distorted memories or alternate selves; the air is still, cold with ancient sorrow, and the silence hums like a withheld breath; a lone figure stands at the edge, face lit by the glow of decisions never made — sacred dark fantasy, psychological horror, divine surrealism, ultra-detailed 4K concept art

9 months ago

A full-body portrait of a cyberpunk girl standing alone in a neon-lit futuristic city. She has shoulder-length, messy blue hair with glowing strands, and her cybernetic tattoos emit a faint, flickering light. Her dark eyes hold a melancholic, haunted expression, as if burdened by secrets of the digital world. She wears a sleek, dystopian-style jacket with metallic plating, fingerless gloves, and high-tech boots that blend fashion with function. Rain drizzles around her, reflecting neon blues, purples, and deep reds from the towering holographic billboards above. The glitching lights cast eerie shadows on her face, making her look both fragile and powerful. The city is alive with movement, yet she stands still, lost in thought, as if she doesn’t belong to this world. The atmosphere is cinematic, evoking a mix of sorrow and rebellion

9 months ago

**Image Prompt:** "Create a set of 10 detailed, unique emojis depicting a boy with indigo hair, arranged in a 2x5 table format. Each emoji should showcase the boy expressing a different emotion, with vibrant and playful elements enhancing each expression. The emotions represented should include: 1. **Happy:** The boy is smiling widely with sparkling blue eyes, rosy cheeks, and a party hat adorned with colorful streamers. His indigo hair is tousled, conveying excitement. 2. **Sad:** The boy has big, teary eyes, a small frown, and his indigo hair droops slightly. He's holding a tiny, sad cloud companion that shares his mood, emphasizing his sorrow. 3. **Angry:** The boy has furrowed brows and a fierce expression, with his indigo hair standing up slightly as if charged with energy. Small flames flicker around him, and his fists are clenched in frustration. 4. **Surprised:** The boy has wide eyes and raised eyebrows, with his mouth open in awe. His hair is styled in a spiky manner, and colorful stars and question marks surround him, highlighting his surprise. 5. **Love:** The boy has heart-shaped eyes and a huge grin, blowing kisses towards the viewer. His indigo hair is styled with little hearts bouncing on top, and he holds a bouquet of flowers. 6. **Confused:** The boy has one eyebrow raised, a puzzled look on his face, and a lightbulb above his head with a question mark. His indigo hair is ruffled, and little spirals float around him, symbolizing his confusion. 7. **Sleepy:** The boy has droopy eyelids, a long yawn, and is in a cozy pajama outfit. He wears a nightcap that flops over, and his indigo hair is tousled, tucked under the cap, with a tiny moon floating nearby. 8. **Excited:** The boy’s eyes sparkle with joy, and he has a broad smile. His indigo hair is animatedly flying in the air as he jumps up, surrounded by colorful confetti and balloons. 9. **Anxious:** The boy appears nervous with wide, fearful eyes and sweat droplets on his forehead. His indigo hair is slightly messy, and he's holding a small fidget spinner tightly in his hand. 10. **Cool:** The boy is sporting sunglasses and a relaxed, confident smile. He leans against a surfboard, and his indigo hair is styled slicked back, with a thumbs-up gesture and beach balls around him. Ensure that each emoji character is vibrant, expressive, and visually distinct, while maintaining the overall theme of a boy with indigo hair."