8 months ago
In a highly detailed miniature industrial scene, workers in orange safety vests and white helmets are installing large solar panels on the ground and rooftops of buildings. The setup includes cranes lifting solar panels, workers carefully guiding and securing them in place. Panels are being moved via forklifts, cranes, and small trucks—never stepped on by any workers, as they maintain proper safety and installation protocol. The environment includes storage containers, factory equipment, cement silos, and various utility vehicles moving around purposefully. The lighting is natural daylight with dynamic shadows, and the vibe is industrious and future-focused. Add subtle ambient construction sounds, the hum of machinery, occasional radio chatter, and a hopeful, inspiring background score to highlight sustainable energy progress and precision teamwork.
9 months ago
First person POV, the male pale hands grip the reins of his majestic white horse, adorned with intricate Ottoman purple rings that glint in the sunlight. The camera focuses on his hands as they steady the reins, each finger visible, with silver and gemstone rings reflecting the light as he guides the horse across the vast snowing hunting grounds. The leather of his gloves, though not visible, is implied by the elegant way his hands hold the reins. The sound of hooves pounding on the earth fills the air as the Sultan rides through lush green fields, surrounded by his trusted Janissary soldiers. The Sultan’s red boots are firmly planted in the stirrups, the soft breeze rustling the edges of his richly embroidered velvet robe, which flutters behind him. coconut trees line the perimeter of the grounds, casting long shadows as the snow rises. The grand palace can be seen in the distance, a symbol of the Sultan's power, as he continues his ride, the reins gently held in his decorated hands, with his beauty wife w him, directing his steed toward the heart of the hunt. --ar 9:16 --s 250
9 months ago
First-person POV of waking up in a damp, 19th-century abandoned lighthouse tower. The camera shows your legs stretching on a tattered wool blanket, with rusty chains around your ankles. The space is dimly lit, with weathered wooden walls and a cracked, fogged window in the background. The sound of crashing waves echoes faintly, and a weak beam of sunlight filters through the misty glass. Highly realistic, gritty textures, high contrast between light and shadow
8 months ago
In a highly detailed miniature residential neighborhood, workers in orange safety vests and white helmets are installing large solar panels on the rooftops and yards of colorful houses. The setup includes small cranes lifting solar panels, with workers carefully guiding and securing them in place. Panels are also being transported by miniature forklifts and compact trucks—never stepped on by any workers, as they follow proper safety and installation protocols. The environment includes cozy houses with sloped roofs, small gardens, fences, and neatly parked vehicles. Trees line the streets, and utility vans are stationed at various homes. The lighting is natural daylight with dynamic shadows, capturing the calm yet productive vibe of the neighborhood. Add subtle ambient construction sounds, the hum of electric tools, soft bird chirps, occasional radio chatter, and a hopeful, inspiring background score to reflect the spirit of clean energy adoption and careful teamwork in a community setting
6 months ago
A striking woman stands alone in a worn wooden railing of an old town outdoor cafe covered by an awning - the soft light of an overcast day seems to diffuse the color around her, giving off a sense of muted tones and subtle nuances creating a slight silhouette around her. Wearing a white denim jacket with no shirt underneath with the sleeves rolled up to reveal toned arms, she leans against the railing in a way that's both relaxed and carefree - as she looks away from you, her head is turned at an angle, giving off a sense of quiet contemplation. Black denim shorts seem to cling to her hips in a way that's both sensual and intimate, while shoulder-length light-brunette hair frames a face that's both delicate and fragile. Light blue eyes seem to gleam with a quiet intensity, as if they're holding a secret that only this woman knows - as she stands there, lost in thought, the world around her seems to fade away, leaving nothing but the two of you, locked in a moment of perfect understanding. Behind her, rain pours down on the street like a thousand tiny fingers - the sound is muted and distant, barely audible over the hum of the cafe itself. Every detail seems to whisper a sense of quiet introspection and contemplation, as if this woman is caught up in some private world of her own creation: one where anything is possible, and nothing can ever be quite the same again.
9 months ago
A colossal, radiant figure emerges from a vortex of pure celestial energy, their form woven from golden light and shifting nebulae. Their eyes, burning with divine understanding, gaze upon the universe with infinite wisdom. Ethereal wings, composed of swirling galaxies and prismatic auroras, expand across the cosmos, illuminating the eternal cycle of rebirth. Below, luminous beings rise from a sea of mirrored stardust, their translucent bodies reflecting countless past and future versions of themselves. Their hands reach skyward, drawn by the celestial call of awakening. Above, a massive, glowing trumpet, inscribed with fractal symbols of cosmic knowledge, releases waves of iridescent sound that ripple through the fabric of space-time, resonating with the frequency of universal truth. The cosmic sky bends and distorts, forming infinite doorways of possibility. Surrounding the scene, floating sacred geometry pulses with divine energy, shifting between neon hues of deep sapphire, opal gold, and cosmic violet. Celestial staircases spiral toward infinity, leading the awakened souls into realms beyond comprehension. Salvador Dalí surrealism, hyper-detailed, divine ascension, glowing ethereal energy, celestial rebirth, neon cosmic textures, cinematic 4K transcendence, volumetric light, dreamlike reflections, surreal fractal energy. --avoid: malformed anatomy, extra limbs, distorted proportions, blurry, low-resolution, pixelated, unrealistic reflections, stretched features, floating artifacts, oversaturated hues, cartoonish, low-poly, noisy, artificial lighting, watermark, text artifacts.
8 months ago
"The Colossus Beneath the Desert" – (Primary Subject: Titanic Buried Giant Stirring Beneath Sand Dunes, 1.7 weight) — deep in an endless, wind-scoured desert, a vast ancient colossus lies half-submerged beneath dunes of golden sand, its face cracked and weathered, sculpted from stone and bone. One glowing eye now flickers to life for the first time in ten thousand years, casting a pillar of blue light through the dust-choked sky. It is waking. The scale is impossible—ridges of sand ripple for miles outward with each breath it takes. What appears to be mountains on the horizon are the curved tips of its buried fingers, slowly flexing. Its ribs form deep canyons, home to temples built by forgotten civilizations who once worshipped it as god, jailer, and weapon. Above it, a caravan of nomads has stopped. Their camels rear back in fear. The elders whisper old songs once thought metaphor. A solitary figure in ceremonial robes walks toward the eye, chanting in forgotten tongues, holding a staff that glows faintly in resonance. This is not a confrontation. It is a negotiation. The sky roils with duststorms, lit orange and violet by the setting sun. Shadows stretch long across the sand, wrapping the moment in mythic stillness. Massive stone anklets and rune-bound chains anchor the colossus deep below—their glyphs eroded, weakened. A sandstorm gathers behind it, as if the world resists its rising. Its skin is made of layered strata and fossilized memory, carved with glowing runes that flicker like fault lines. When it exhales, the wind shifts continents. Its breath is heavy with salt, iron, and ancient sound. The desert listens. Rendered in epic cinematic realism, with sweeping scale, warm atmospheric tones, and deep contrast between golden sand, cold stone, and glowing eyes. Shot through a dusty anamorphic lens, grain visible in the low sun, with volumetric light shafts and wide mythic framing. Think Dune x Dark Souls x ancient Mesopotamian apocalypse (monumental visual drama, 1.4 weight).
6 months ago
A woman sits on the lush green grass of a tranquil field, her confident demeanor radiating through every detail of her appearance. Her black hair is woven with vibrant blue highlights that seem to dance in the gentle breeze, like a work of art that's been crafted by the finest hands. Her hazel eyes are framed by circle glasses that add a touch of whimsy to an already captivating scene. A long, flowing mane of hair cascades down her back, like a river of silk in motion. The wind whispers secrets through her locks as she sits with her legs crossed on the soft grass, like a moment that's been captured at its very best. An oversized white shirt seems to billow behind her like a cloud, adding a touch of elegance to an already stylish scene covering a tight black cropped tank top. A water bottle lies on the ground beside her, like a reminder that even in relaxation, life must go on. She wears headphones, the sound of music seems to be flowing through her mind as she sits under the shade of a large tree, surrounded by the beauty of nature. A partly cloudy day casts a gentle glow over the scene, like a work of art that's been crafted by the finest hands. Every detail of this image feels alive and tangible, like a moment that's been captured at its very best.
8 months ago
A captivating full-body portrait showcases a stunning bohemian girl, exuding a unique and alluring style. Her long, flowing hair cascades down her shoulders, adding to her carefree and natural beauty. She is dressed in a bohemian-inspired outfit that perfectly complements her free-spirited aura. The ensemble includes a delicate, lace-trimmed blouse with billowing sleeves, paired with a flowing, ankle-length skirt adorned with intricate embroidery. Her feet are clad in stylish, bohemian-inspired sandals that feature intricate beadwork and tassels, adding a touch of elegance to her overall look. The model is seated on the edge of a picturesque fountain, with the serene night sky providing a romantic backdrop. The soft glow of the moonlight and the gentle sound of the fountain's water create a dreamy atmosphere, enhancing the enchanting beauty of the scene.
5 months ago
A hyper-realistic ASMR video of a man slicing a Pokeball in a modern kitchen. The background is completely black, and the focus is on the man's hands as he slowly and carefully cuts the pokeball with a sharp kitchen knife. You can hear the crisp, detailed sound of the knife slicing through the pokeball. The atmosphere is minimalistic and intimate, emphasizing the textures and sounds of the process. Cinematic lighting. 4K quality."
8 months ago
a young couple from the 1950s walking along the vibrant and busy streets of Vali Asr Street (formerly Pahlavi Street) in Tehran. The scene is set in the heart of the city, with the distinct architecture and atmosphere of the time. The girl, with voluminous, curly hair, cat-eye eyeliner, and red lipstick, wears a floral patterned dress with a wide collar and a flared skirt typical of the 1950s. The boy, with neatly styled hair and a thin mustache, wears a light-colored wide-collared suit with a shirt and thin tie. The couple walks hand in hand, surrounded by bustling pedestrians. The wide, tree-lined street is lined with tall, green plane trees, casting dappled shadows on the sidewalk. Vintage streetlamps illuminate the pathway, while classic Persian storefronts, with signs written in traditional fonts, line the street. Old cars from the era drive by, including taxis, and a few trams can be seen passing in the background. The atmosphere is lively, with sounds of city life and the hustle of pedestrians. Sunlight filters through the trees, casting a golden glow over the scene, evoking the warm and nostalgic charm of 1950s Tehran. The iconic tall plane trees frame the scene, and the towering buildings of the time stand proudly in the distance, preserving the historic elegance of the era.
5 months ago
Macro art. A funky Bee is a DJ. She is using her stinger to play a record. Show her stinger in the record grooves. She is wearing yellow headphones. You can see the sound of music vibrating. The bee is in a dark room. There is the glow of neon lights. Employ cinematic lighting.
8 months ago
A female character with dark hair featuring purple highlights and cat-like ears. She wears a light-colored cheongsam with delicate floral patterns and a high collar. The cheongsam is made of a silky fabric that shimmers in the light, with intricate embroidery along the hem and sleeves. The dress is form-fitting, accentuating her curves, and has high slits up both sides, revealing her toned legs and thighs. The high collar adds an air of elegance and sophistication to her appearance. The character is positioned in a serene, forested area with dappled sunlight filtering through the trees, creating a tranquil and mystical atmosphere. The forest is lush and green, with tall trees and a carpet of soft moss covering the ground. The sunlight filters through the leaves, casting a warm glow over the scene and creating patterns of light and shadow on the forest floor. The air is filled with the scent of pine and the sound of birdsong, adding to the peaceful ambiance. The character's hair is styled in loose waves that cascade down her back, with a few strands framing her face. Her eyes are a striking shade of violet, matching the highlights in her hair, and they have a slight almond shape, giving her a feline appearance. Her skin is smooth and flawless, with a slight rosy hue to her cheeks. She has high cheekbones and full lips, which are painted a soft pink. Overall, she exudes an aura of grace and beauty, perfectly complementing the serene forest setting.
7 months ago
First-person POV: you open your eyes while lying on a thin, hard mattress placed directly on the cracked linoleum floor of a cold, concrete-walled apartment. In front of you, your feet are visible under a faded wool blanket. Pale morning light seeps through a small, barred window covered in frost. The ceiling is low and stained. To the right, hanging above eye level, are two framed portraits of Kim Il-sung and Kim Jong-il, their eyes seemingly watching you even in the silence. The room is sparse—no furniture except a rusted metal cabinet and an old state-issued radio softly murmuring distant propaganda. Your breath fogs in the freezing air as the sound of a patriotic hymn echoes faintly from a loudspeaker outside. The atmosphere is quiet, rigid, and lifeless. The scent of old dust, damp cement, and faint coal smoke fills your lungs. Your body is stiff from the cold, and your fingers instinctively reach for the edge of the blanket, as if to pull reality back over your eyes. Visual specs: • 8K ultra-detailed cinematic realism, HDR, IMAX Laser style, stylize 750 • Camera: Canon R5 • Lens: 16mm • Aperture: f/4 • Lighting: weak dawn light from window, diffused and cold • Composition: perfectly centered first-person view, camera at eye level, feet visible stretched toward the wall
9 months ago
Wide Description: Norooz, a 10-year-old boy with messy jet-black hair, almond-shaped dark brown eyes with a warm Iranian glow, a slightly tanned complexion, wearing a worn-out brown tunic and a patched cloak, holding a small lantern, steps into a narrow, rain-soaked alley lined with arched mud walls. The camera follows, capturing the lantern’s glow on wet stones and the distant sound of a muezzin’s call. His cloak flutters as he moves with purpose. Mood: Adventurous, solemn, atmospheric
7 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
First person POV, the Sultan’s hands grip the reins of his majestic horse, adorned with intricate Ottoman rings that glint in the sunlight. The camera focuses on his hands as they steady the reins, each finger visible, with gold and gemstone rings reflecting the light as he guides the horse across the vast hunting grounds. The leather of his gloves, though not visible, is implied by the elegant way his hands hold the reins. The sound of hooves pounding on the earth fills the air as the Sultan rides through lush green fields, surrounded by his trusted Janissary soldiers. The Sultan’s boots are firmly planted in the stirrups, the soft breeze rustling the edges of his richly embroidered velvet robe, which flutters behind him. Tall trees line the perimeter of the grounds, casting long shadows as the sun rises. The grand palace can be seen in the distance, a symbol of the Sultan's power, as he continues his ride, the reins gently held in his decorated hands, directing his steed toward the heart of the hunt. --ar 9:16 --s 250
7 months ago
A female elf with sun-kissed skin, radiating a warm, golden glow, is the centerpiece of this enchanting scene. Her hair, long and flowing, cascades down her back in soft, silvery waves, catching the light with an ethereal shimmer. Her eyes, a striking shade of emerald green, sparkle with a mix of mischief and wisdom, reflecting the ancient magic that courses through her veins. Her physical appearance is a harmonious blend of grace and strength, with a lithe, athletic build that speaks to her agility and prowess. She is adorned in a revealing, flowing outfit that clings to her form, accentuating her natural beauty. The fabric, delicate and translucent, shimmers like a mirage, shifting colors with her every movement. The outfit is intricately designed with patterns that mimic the swirling sands of the desert, adding to the illusionary effect. The top is a cropped, off-the-shoulder piece that reveals a tantalizing glimpse of her midriff, while the skirt flows around her legs, split high to allow for her graceful dance. The material is adorned with tiny, sparkling gems that catch the light, adding a touch of opulence to her attire. The setting is a breathtaking desert oasis, a hidden gem amidst the vast, golden sands of time. The oasis is lush and vibrant, with palm trees swaying gently in the breeze and crystal-clear waters reflecting the azure sky. The golden sands surrounding the oasis are not just ordinary sands; they are imbued with a magical glow, shifting and swirling as if alive. Illusions dance around her, creating a mesmerizing spectacle of light and shadow. These illusions take the form of ethereal creatures and ancient symbols, adding depth and mystery to the scene. The air is filled with the scent of exotic flowers and the distant sound of a gentle breeze rustling through the palm leaves, creating an atmosphere of tranquility and enchantment.
7 months ago
Extreme close-up of a person's face caught in a powerful emotional moment — eyes glistening with intensity, tears of joy and longing blending, subtle expression of soul-connection and timeless love — half of the face illuminated by soft neon light, the other in warm candlelight — surreal elements blending into skin: tiny stars, fragments of music notes, abstract waves of sound and memory — cinematic portrait photography, hyperrealistic detail, emotionally charged, expressive eyes, raw beauty, inspired by high-fashion editorial covers and emotional art photography" --v 6 --ar 3:4 --style raw --q 2
7 months ago
Create an imaginative scene depicting a surreal beach landscape. In the foreground, a female figure with delicate features is seated on the sandy shore, elegantly playing a large cello. She has a pale skin tone and sharp, refined facial features, including striking eyes with a hint of curiosity. Her hair is styled in a vibrant orange color, featuring whimsical curls and a decorative horn-like shape on top, adorned with golden embellishments. Her outfit flows beautifully, consisting of a rich golden gown with intricate patterns, accentuated by a flowing red cloak that adds a dramatic touch to her appearance. The gown billows around her as she plays, merging with the golden sand. In the background, the ocean glistens under a moody sky filled with fluffy, pastel clouds that suggest an impending change in weather. To the right, a mythical white unicorn stands calmly on the shore, gazing towards the ocean, adding an element of fantasy to the scene. The overall atmosphere is dreamlike, blending elements of reality and imagination, with soft waves lapping at the shoreline and the gentle sound of music resonating through the environment. In the style of Michael Cheval, Michael Whelan, Alex Alemany, Renoir, Dali, surreal, vivid colors, masterpiece, best quality AI art, diffuse lighting, ambient occlusion, Polished, Masterful Surrealism, Photorealistic, unreal engine, 128K, UHD, crisp quality, light reflections, RHADS, atmospheric, 3D texture, 3D shading, ultra 3-dimensional effect, volumetric lighting, highest quality AI art, pencil sharp edges, rich texture and color, clear, ultra-real, soft glow, psychedelic
9 months ago
First person POV, the Sultan’s hands, adorned with intricately designed Ottoman rings, grip the hilt of a majestic saber as he rides through a battlefield. The camera focuses on his hands, firmly holding the sword’s handle as his steed gallops forward. His fingers, strong and poised, are wrapped around the hilt, prepared for action, while the gold and gemstone rings shimmer in the light of battle. The battlefield stretches out before him—Ottoman soldiers in shining armor and elite Janissaries form disciplined ranks, ready for the clash. The wind whips through the Sultan's velvet cloak as his boots press into the stirrups, his steed charging forward into the heart of the combat. The roar of soldiers and the sound of clashing steel fills the air as the Sultan leads his forces into battle. His eyes are focused on the chaos ahead, his hands ready to wield the sword that symbolizes his power. The sky above is filled with the smoke of cannon fire, and the field is dotted with Ottoman banners, fluttering proudly in the wind. The Sultan, undeterred by the ferocity of the conflict, remains poised, a true commander on the field. --ar 9:16 --s 250
7 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.
8 months ago
A young couple from the 1950s walking along the vibrant and busy streets of Vali Asr Street (formerly Pahlavi Street) in Tehran. The scene is set in the heart of the city, with the distinct architecture and atmosphere of the time. The girl, with voluminous, curly hair, cat-eye eyeliner, and red lipstick, wears a floral patterned dress with a wide collar and a flared skirt typical of the 1950s. The boy, with neatly styled hair and a thin mustache, wears a light-colored wide-collared suit with a shirt and thin tie. The couple walks hand in hand, surrounded by a few pedestrians. The wide, tree-lined street is lined with tall, green plane trees, casting dappled shadows on the sidewalk. Vintage streetlamps illuminate the pathway. The classic Persian storefronts have minimal signage, with some written in traditional fonts. A few old cars from the era drive by, including a taxi, and a tram passes in the background. The atmosphere is lively but not crowded, with the gentle hum of the city and the occasional sound of footsteps. Sunlight filters through the trees, casting a golden glow over the scene, evoking the warm and nostalgic charm of 1950s Tehran. The iconic tall plane trees frame the scene, and the towering buildings of the time stand proudly in the distance, preserving the historic elegance of the era.
