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5 months ago

A woman stands still in the dim light, her head tilted slightly as a small, ornate vial of poison is pressed to her lips (1.5). Her eyes are closed tightly, her expression steeped in sorrow and regret, as though haunted by memories of lost love. A single tear rolls down her cheek, catching the faint green glow of the poison as it trails across her face. Her lips part slightly, trembling as she drinks the bitter, cold liquid, her body tense with the weight of her decision. The vial is delicate, crafted from glass that glows faintly with an ominous greenish light. Its liquid swirls unnaturally, casting faint reflections on her pale skin and trembling fingers. She wears a flowing, sheer white robe (1.4), its translucent fabric clinging softly to her body, revealing faint outlines of her figure beneath. The robe ripples gently around her arms and waist, as though stirred by an invisible breeze, and the poison’s green glow reflects faintly off its delicate folds. Beneath her skin, a smoky, luminous green line is visible, beginning at her throat and trailing downward in a diffused, ethereal path (1.5). The line pulses softly, its edges hazy and shifting like luminous smoke, yet remaining unified as it flows through her body. The glowing trail brightens subtly as it descends, coiling delicately around her heart in a soft, radiant glow. The eerie green light from the poison interacts with the translucent robe, casting faint shadows and glowing highlights across her chest, amplifying the surreal beauty of the scene. Her free hand rests lightly against her chest, as though feeling the poison’s icy presence as it travels through her. The other hand holds the delicate vial, her fingers gripping it tightly, the tension in her body underscoring her resolve and the bitter pain of the moment. She stands upright, her figure illuminated by the glowing green line and the faint light of the vial. The dark, minimal background fades into shadows, ensuring the glowing poison and her tear-streaked face remain the focal points. The atmosphere is suffused with emotional tension, the glowing green line serving as both a visual and symbolic representation of the poison’s cold, invasive power. Her sheer robe, trembling posture, and closed eyes convey a haunting mix of regret, sorrow, and the inevitability of her choice.

5 months ago

A woman stands still in the dim light, her head tilted slightly as a small, ornate vial of poison is pressed to her lips (1.5). Her eyes are closed tightly, her expression steeped in sorrow and regret, as though haunted by memories of lost love. A single tear rolls down her cheek, catching the faint green glow of the poison as it trails across her face. Her lips part slightly, trembling as she drinks the bitter, cold liquid, her body tense with the weight of her decision. The vial is delicate, crafted from glass that glows faintly with an ominous greenish light. Its liquid swirls unnaturally, casting faint reflections on her pale skin and trembling fingers. She wears a flowing, sheer white robe (1.4), its translucent fabric clinging softly to her body, revealing faint outlines of her figure beneath. The robe ripples gently around her arms and waist, as though stirred by an invisible breeze, and the poison’s green glow reflects faintly off its delicate folds. Beneath her skin, a smoky, luminous green line is visible, beginning at her throat and trailing downward in a diffused, ethereal path (1.5). The line pulses softly, its edges hazy and shifting like luminous smoke, yet remaining unified as it flows through her body. The glowing trail brightens subtly as it descends, coiling delicately around her heart in a soft, radiant glow. The eerie green light from the poison interacts with the translucent robe, casting faint shadows and glowing highlights across her chest, amplifying the surreal beauty of the scene. Her free hand rests lightly against her chest, as though feeling the poison’s icy presence as it travels through her. The other hand holds the delicate vial, her fingers gripping it tightly, the tension in her body underscoring her resolve and the bitter pain of the moment. She stands upright, her figure illuminated by the glowing green line and the faint light of the vial. The dark, minimal background fades into shadows, ensuring the glowing poison and her tear-streaked face remain the focal points. The atmosphere is suffused with emotional tension, the glowing green line serving as both a visual and symbolic representation of the poison’s cold, invasive power. Her sheer robe, trembling posture, and closed eyes convey a haunting mix of regret, sorrow, and the inevitability of her choice.

7 months ago

Abstract Full-Body Portrait of a Prostitute – Salvador Dalí (Late-Life Style, Singular Focus & Pure Surrealism) (Surrealism:1.7, Salvador Dalí late-life style:2.0, Dreamlike distortion:1.6, Hyperreal textures:1.5, Chiaroscuro contrast:1.4, Oil-painting brushstrokes:1.5, Organic fluidity:1.6, Metaphysical realism:1.4) A full-body surrealist portrait of a prostitute, painted in the unmistakable late-life style of Salvador Dalí, where dream logic dictates form and reality bends into its own subconscious reflection. She stands alone in the void, a lone figure frozen in motion yet melting into time itself. Her body is elongated but coherent, her limbs refined into one singular, fluid, organic motion, as if she is a sculpture made of half-formed candle wax, melting at the edges but never fully dissolving. Her face remains untouched by distortion, hyperreal and melancholic, eyes darkened with kohl, staring directly outward, unblinking, as if confronting time, fate, and the fabric of reality itself. A single strand of jet-black hair escapes from her carefully pinned curls, swaying in an invisible breeze. Her lips—painted a deep, blood-red—drip slightly at the edges, as if smeared by unseen hands, caught between seduction and sorrow. Her dress, a relic of the past, is a contradiction of luxury and decay, the hem transforming into thin wisps of smoke, curling and dispersing into the canvas. The fabric is stretched unnaturally, its folds elongating like the melted forms of Dalí’s classic clocks, one shoulder slipping in an eternal descent, never quite falling. The setting is an infinite, surreal landscape—a lonely street with no visible end, where shadows stretch longer than their owners, and the cobblestones appear to melt into liquid mercury. In the background, a large, antique pocket watch, twisted and partially submerged in the air, hangs frozen at an uncertain hour, its hands warped into elongated spirals. A single red rose, impossibly large and impossibly alive, hovers just behind her, its petals peeling away like fragments of forgotten love letters. The air feels thick, painted with visible brushstrokes, where light and shadow do not obey the laws of physics—instead, they bleed into one another, wrapping around her body in soft, liquid chiaroscuro, mimicking the curvature of a dream. She is not merely a woman but a symbol—of desire, of loss, of something slipping through time like sand through Dalí’s own fingers.

8 months ago

(Cyberpunk, futuristic, dystopian cityscape, high detail, cinematic lighting) A striking female operative with short, jet-black hair, steel-gray eyes, and sharp cheekbones, standing with a fierce and determined expression. Her battle-worn face has a faint bruise on her left cheek, and she exudes confidence and intensity. She wears a gunmetal-gray tactical jacket with faint electric-blue piping near the shoulders, a form-fitting combat vest underneath, and lightweight armored pants. Her hands are clad in fingerless gloves with reinforced knuckles, and a holstered pistol is strapped to her thigh. A sleek combat knife is secured to the small of her back. Subtle cybernetic enhancements are visible—an augmented left eye with a faint tactical HUD display and reinforced subdermal plating along her forearms. She stands in a neon-lit urban environment, surrounded by moody blues and purples, with light rain reflecting off the metallic surfaces around her. The background is a blurred cyberpunk cityscape with glowing holographic signs, dark alleyways, and distant drones patrolling overhead. The atmosphere is tense and cinematic, with soft ambient fog rolling through the streets, illuminated by neon signs and flickering streetlights. Rendered in ultra-detailed, cinematic composition, sharp focus, 8K resolution, ray tracing, cyberpunk noir aesthetics, high contrast lighting, depth of field, volumetric lighting, intricate detailing, realistic skin texture, futuristic urban fashion, science fiction concept art, hyper-realistic digital painting, dramatic chiaroscuro lighting, neon reflections, moody atmosphere. Negative Prompt: (bad composition, low detail, low resolution, deformed anatomy, distorted features, asymmetrical face, extra limbs, missing fingers, unrealistic eyes, unnatural skin texture, overly stylized, washed-out colors, blurry, poorly rendered cybernetics, uncanny valley, cartoonish, low-quality render, watermark, text, overexposed lighting, excessive glow, lack of contrast, amateurish design, low effort, duplicate elements, broken limbs, unbalanced composition, generic design, bad perspective, flat shading, soft focus, dull colors) This prompt should help generate a cyberpunk-inspired image of Reese in Stable Diffusion with a realistic yet stylized look, emphasizing her strength, tactical nature, and the futuristic setting.

8 months ago

(Cyberpunk, futuristic, dystopian underworld, high detail, cinematic lighting, dark and moody atmosphere) A wiry and gaunt man with sunken, exhausted eyes that have a manic glint, framed by dark circles from years of working in dimly lit back-alley clinics. His pale skin looks sickly under the flickering neon light, and his thin face is lined with tension, his lips slightly parted as if muttering to himself. His hair is unkempt, streaked with oil and grime, further emphasizing his haggard, overworked look. He wears a dingy off-white lab coat, once pristine but now stained with grease, blood, and years of unwashed grime. The fabric is frayed at the edges, hanging loosely over his thin frame. His cybernetic enhancements are crude and patched-together, a collection of exposed wiring and rusted plating barely held together. His left shoulder has a mechanical plating rig, jagged and uneven, with loose bolts and sparking neon-blue wiring protruding in places. His chipped tooth shows when he speaks, adding to his rough, jittery appearance. The background is a dark, cluttered ripperdoc lab, filled with outdated cybernetic parts, flickering monitors, and half-functioning medical equipment. The air is thick with smoke from a nearby vent, and a dull, flickering green med-lab light casts eerie shadows across the scene. A neon-red light from the alley outside spills through a cracked window, contrasting with the cold surgical glow of malfunctioning overhead lamps. The atmosphere is gritty, chaotic, and oppressive, embodying the tension of a street-level surgeon who exists between life and death, law and crime. Rendered in ultra-detailed, cinematic composition, sharp focus, 8K resolution, ray tracing, cyberpunk noir aesthetics, high contrast lighting, depth of field, volumetric lighting, intricate detailing, realistic skin texture, futuristic urban decay, science fiction concept art, hyper-realistic digital painting, dramatic chiaroscuro lighting, neon reflections, moody atmosphere, cybernetic enhancements, grunge aesthetic. Negative Prompt: (bad composition, low detail, low resolution, deformed anatomy, distorted features, asymmetrical face, extra limbs, missing fingers, unrealistic eyes, unnatural skin texture, overly stylized, washed-out colors, blurry, poorly rendered cybernetics, uncanny valley, cartoonish, low-quality render, watermark, text, overexposed lighting, excessive glow, lack of contrast, amateurish design, low effort, duplicate elements, broken limbs, unbalanced composition, generic design, bad perspective, flat shading, soft focus, dull colors, clean or polished cybernetics, generic futuristic doctor, overly heroic pose, pristine environment)

7 months ago

A stunning anime-style portrait of a seductive young female character with long, flowing violet-tinted hair and deep mesmerizing purple eyes with intricate reflections. One side of her face and body is that of a gorgeous, alluring woman, with soft anime shading, flawless skin, and a revealing futuristic outfit with glowing neon violet accents. The other half is overtaken by the symbiote, forming the monstrous, inky black texture of Venom, with sharp white veins pulsating across her body. Her left eye glows ominously as the symbiote side features a wide, menacing grin with razor-sharp teeth, and a long, slick, snake-like tongue emerges from the darkness. The fusion of beauty and terror is striking—her human side looks seductive, while the Venom side exudes raw power and danger. The background is a dark cyberpunk-inspired cityscape with neon purple and blue lights reflecting off the rain-soaked streets, adding a moody, cinematic feel. Ultra HD, hyper-detailed, 8K resolution, perfect face symmetry, cinematic lighting, photorealistic textures, anime aesthetic meets Marvel's dark symbiote horror." Negative Prompt: "blurry, pixelated, low resolution, distorted face, extra limbs, extra fingers, deformed hands, unnatural anatomy, asymmetrical features, unrealistic eyes, poor lighting, overexposed, underexposed, grainy texture, plastic skin, unrealistic shading, exaggerated proportions, low detail, cartoonish, bad anatomy, missing details, artifacts, jagged edges, oversaturated colors, unnatural colors, unnatural reflections.

7 months ago

(Surrealism:1.7, Salvador Dalí late-life style:2.0, Dreamlike distortion:1.6, Hyperreal textures:1.5, Chiaroscuro contrast:1.4, Oil-painting brushstrokes:1.5, Organic fluidity:1.6, Metaphysical realism:1.4) A full-body surrealist portrait of a prostitute, painted in the unmistakable late-life style of Salvador Dalí, where dream logic dictates form and reality bends into its own subconscious reflection. She stands alone in the void, a lone figure frozen in motion yet melting into time itself. Her body is elongated but coherent, her limbs refined into one singular, fluid, organic motion, as if she is a sculpture made of half-formed candle wax, melting at the edges but never fully dissolving. Her face remains untouched by distortion, hyperreal and melancholic, eyes darkened with kohl, staring directly outward, unblinking, as if confronting time, fate, and the fabric of reality itself. A single strand of jet-black hair escapes from her carefully pinned curls, swaying in an invisible breeze. Her lips—painted a deep, blood-red—drip slightly at the edges, as if smeared by unseen hands, caught between seduction and sorrow. Her dress, a relic of the past, is a contradiction of luxury and decay, the hem transforming into thin wisps of smoke, curling and dispersing into the canvas. The fabric is stretched unnaturally, its folds elongating like the melted forms of Dalí’s classic clocks, one shoulder slipping in an eternal descent, never quite falling. The setting is an infinite, surreal landscape—a lonely street with no visible end, where shadows stretch longer than their owners, and the cobblestones appear to melt into liquid mercury. In the background, a large, antique pocket watch, twisted and partially submerged in the air, hangs frozen at an uncertain hour, its hands warped into elongated spirals. A single red rose, impossibly large and impossibly alive, hovers just behind her, its petals peeling away like fragments of forgotten love letters. The air feels thick, painted with visible brushstrokes, where light and shadow do not obey the laws of physics—instead, they bleed into one another, wrapping around her body in soft, liquid chiaroscuro, mimicking the curvature of a dream. She is not merely a woman but a symbol—of desire, of loss, of something slipping through time like sand through Dalí’s own fingers.

5 months ago

"A hyper-realistic, cinematic scene of Alina Dreymore, a mysterious noblewoman dressed in elegant tribal-inspired attire. She wears a fitted leather bodice with braided details and shoulder straps, paired with a long, asymmetrical wrap skirt made of dark, weathered fabric that flows naturally as she moves. Her outfit is adorned with intricate tribal patterns, leather straps, and metal accents that hint at both her noble origins and her connection to the wild. Her long raven-black hair flows wildly down her back, catching subtle blue highlights in the warm sunlight filtering through the dense jungle. She stands in a lush jungle clearing, surrounded by towering trees and cascading vines, with the golden light of the setting sun casting dynamic shadows across her form. Her expression is intense and confident, with piercing eyes that exude strength and determination. The cinematic atmosphere is enhanced by subtle film grain and vintage color grading, creating the look of a timeless adventure film. The textures are rich and lifelike, capturing the details of the fabric, leather, and natural elements around her." 💡 Prompt Negativo Ottimizzato "extra fingers, distorted hands, bad anatomy, missing body parts, malformed limbs, unnatural poses, extra eyes, deformed face, cartoonish style, unrealistic textures, stiff pose, low resolution" 🛠️ Parametri Tecnici Consigliati --ar 2:3 (vertical for a cinematic full-body shot) --v 5.1 (for better realism and anatomy) --q 2 (high-quality rendering) --s 750 (balanced creativity and precision) --stylize 750 (cinematic flair) --film grain (for a classic adventure film texture) --warm sunlight (to enhance the jungle atmosphere) --dynamic shadows (for a dramatic and realistic effect)

8 months ago

A **dark and twisted Wonderland** unfurls, transformed into a **haunting nightmare** where every corner pulses with malevolent energy. The once whimsical landscape is now warped, twisted, and drenched in an unsettling, nightmarish atmosphere. The ground beneath your feet is cracked, like the skin of some ancient beast, with dark roots curling through the earth like sinister veins, pulsating with an eerie life force. The air is thick with a palpable tension, a heavy weight that presses against your chest. Above, the sky churns in a swirling maelstrom of deep **purple** and **blood-red** hues, the colors constantly shifting, as though the heavens themselves are in torment. These ominous clouds swirl with an unnatural force, casting shifting shadows and strange, ghostly lights that dance across the land below. The air crackles with the whispers of long-forgotten creatures, their voices an unsettling mix of laughter and cries of anguish. The trees, once delicate and enchanting, now writhe in grotesque forms, their gnarled branches twisted into horrific shapes, reaching like skeletal fingers towards the sky. Their leaves are dark, almost black, with sharp edges, resembling jagged claws. Strange, glowing eyes peer out from the darkness between the trees, watching, waiting. The familiar figures of Wonderland are no longer innocent and playful. The **Mad Hatter's** hat is tattered, his grin more menacing than ever, his eyes glowing with madness. The **White Rabbit** scurries past with a twisted, skeletal form, its fur matted and stained, leaving a trail of blood behind it as it vanishes into the shadows. The **Cheshire Cat** grins wider, its smile stretching unnaturally across its face, revealing sharp, jagged teeth, its body flickering in and out of existence like a ghost in the fog. A crooked, decaying mansion looms in the distance, its windows shattered, leaking an eerie greenish light that pulses with each beat of the land's dark heart. The walls of the mansion seem to breathe, expanding and contracting, as if it is alive with some ancient malevolent force. The sound of dripping water echoes through the air, but it’s not water—it's blood, flowing in a slow, rhythmic stream that stains the cracked ground red. In the distance, the sound of distant bells tolls—deep, mournful chimes that reverberate through the land, signifying the passage of time in this nightmarish realm. The landscape seems to pulse and shift, an ever-changing labyrinth of fear, madness, and decay, drawing you deeper into its twisted heart. The entire scene is bathed in an unnatural light, as if the moon itself has been swallowed by the madness of Wonderland, leaving only an unsettling, shifting glow that amplifies the nightmarish nature of this once-innocent world. This is no longer Wonderland. It is a place of horror, a **haunting nightmare** under the oppressive weight of a **swirling purple and blood-red sky**, where the laws of reality have been bent and broken, and only darkness and fear reign.; 8k, intricate detail, photorealistic, realistic light, wide angle

7 months ago

A colossal, shadowy figure looms over a surreal, neon-lit underworld, its horns spiraling into infinity like fractal vortexes. Its body is composed of shifting cosmic voids, speckled with burning red stars and glowing sigils of forgotten knowledge. Its eyes are liquid gold, hypnotic and all-consuming, drawing souls into its boundless gaze. Below, two astral-bound figures kneel, shackled by chains of molten silver, yet upon closer inspection, the chains are loose—revealing that their imprisonment is a self-imposed illusion. Their bodies flicker between human and shadow, caught between desire and liberation. The Devil’s outstretched hands weave luminous strings of manipulation, controlling floating tarot cards, shifting golden coins, and burning forbidden books, symbols of temptation and earthly distractions. Around them, melting architectures of hedonistic palaces and warped neon cityscapes twist and collapse, representing the ephemeral nature of false power. Above, a crimson moon drips molten silver, forming a cascading river of lost souls, forgotten dreams, and abandoned ambitions, eternally flowing into the abyss. The air crackles with chaotic, surreal energy, embodying the raw force of passion, obsession, and the choice between enslavement and awakening. Salvador Dalí surrealism, hyper-detailed, haunting yet mesmerizing, celestial and infernal contrast, glowing sigils, cinematic 4K surrealism, fractal horns, neon shadows, liquid reality, ultra-sharp, dreamlike fantasy. --avoid: malformed, extra limbs, distorted anatomy, blurry, low-resolution, pixelated, stretched features, exaggerated distortions, cartoonish, low-poly, noisy, CGI look, unnatural lighting, bad proportions, poorly drawn hands, floating objects, watermark, text artifacts, random artifacts, generic horror elements.

8 months ago

"A group of seven fierce, Japanese superheroines standing together in a serene feudal Japanese village, inspired by legendary samurai warriors. Their outfits are tight, minimalistic and elegant, blending traditional samurai elements with modern, revealing designs. The clothing is crafted from fine, transparent silk fabrics with intricate floral and mythological patterns embroidered in gold and silver. Each heroine wears a distinct outfit that leaves portions of their skin exposed, showing huge chest, including sheer haori jackets, short kimono-style wraps, and fitted armor pieces that cover essential areas while enhancing their agility and movement. The outfits are adorned with delicate, sheer veils and sashes that flow gracefully in the wind, giving a regal yet battle-ready appearance. Some have translucent sleeves and skirts, revealing toned legs and arms, while others wear sheer bodices with decorative lace-like patterns resembling cherry blossoms and traditional Japanese symbols. Their weapons include elegant katanas with jeweled hilts, naginatas with silk-wrapped handles, and ornate fans with hidden blades. Each heroine’s hairstyle is styled with modern touches — long flowing hair, braided ponytails, or intricate buns adorned with kanzashi hairpins featuring glowing gems. The scene is set in a traditional Japanese garden at midday, surrounded by cherry blossom trees in full bloom, with a Shinto shrine and wooden torii gates in the background. Soft petals drift through the air, and the sunlight casts dappled shadows on the cobblestone path. The lighting highlights the textures of their outfits, the shimmering silk, and the polished metal of their weapons, creating a visually stunning contrast between softness and strength. The heroines stand confidently, exuding elegance, power, and grace in a wide 16:9 cinematic composition." Prompt negativo: distorted anatomy, extra limbs, unnatural poses, cartoonish features, overly exaggerated expressions, glitch effects, overexposed lighting.

8 months ago

(Cyberpunk, futuristic, dystopian underworld, high detail, cinematic lighting, dark and moody atmosphere) A wiry and gaunt man with sunken, exhausted eyes that have a manic glint, framed by dark circles from years of working in dimly lit back-alley clinics. His pale skin looks sickly under the flickering neon light, and his thin face is lined with tension, his lips slightly parted as if muttering to himself. His hair is unkempt, streaked with oil and grime, further emphasizing his haggard, overworked look. He wears a dingy off-white lab coat, once pristine but now stained with grease, blood, and years of unwashed grime. The fabric is frayed at the edges, hanging loosely over his thin frame. His cybernetic enhancements are crude and patched-together, a collection of exposed wiring and rusted plating barely held together. His left shoulder has a mechanical plating rig, jagged and uneven, with loose bolts and sparking neon-blue wiring protruding in places. His chipped tooth shows when he speaks, adding to his rough, jittery appearance. The background is a dark, cluttered ripperdoc lab, filled with outdated cybernetic parts, flickering monitors, and half-functioning medical equipment. The air is thick with smoke from a nearby vent, and a dull, flickering green med-lab light casts eerie shadows across the scene. A neon-red light from the alley outside spills through a cracked window, contrasting with the cold surgical glow of malfunctioning overhead lamps. The atmosphere is gritty, chaotic, and oppressive, embodying the tension of a street-level surgeon who exists between life and death, law and crime. Rendered in ultra-detailed, cinematic composition, sharp focus, 8K resolution, ray tracing, cyberpunk noir aesthetics, high contrast lighting, depth of field, volumetric lighting, intricate detailing, realistic skin texture, futuristic urban decay, science fiction concept art, hyper-realistic digital painting, dramatic chiaroscuro lighting, neon reflections, moody atmosphere, cybernetic enhancements, grunge aesthetic. Negative Prompt: (bad composition, low detail, low resolution, deformed anatomy, distorted features, asymmetrical face, extra limbs, missing fingers, unrealistic eyes, unnatural skin texture, overly stylized, washed-out colors, blurry, poorly rendered cybernetics, uncanny valley, cartoonish, low-quality render, watermark, text, overexposed lighting, excessive glow, lack of contrast, amateurish design, low effort, duplicate elements, broken limbs, unbalanced composition, generic design, bad perspective, flat shading, soft focus, dull colors, clean or polished cybernetics, generic futuristic doctor, overly heroic pose, pristine environment)

7 months ago

Two fluid, ethereal wolves howl at a colossal, melting moon, its silver light dripping into the vast cosmic ocean below, dissolving into waves of pure illusion and hidden truths. Their fur is woven from nebula dust, glowing in deep purples and electric blues, shifting with the tides of mystery and subconscious revelation. A floating staircase of mirrored illusions rises from the water, disappearing into an endless dreamscape of shifting labyrinths and ghostly apparitions. Around them, surreal figures with faceless visages emerge and dissolve, symbols of forgotten memories, past lives, and hidden fears lurking beneath the surface. The sky is a canvas of liquid neon, swirling and bending as if caught in a waking dream, reflecting the ever-changing nature of perception. In the distance, an all-seeing golden eye hovers within the moon’s glow, watching the dreamer as they navigate the realms of illusion and truth. Beyond the veil, phantom jellyfish made of liquid silver float silently, carrying secrets from realms beyond human comprehension. The entire scene pulses with an otherworldly energy, calling the viewer to embrace intuition, visions, and the unknown depths of the psyche. Salvador Dalí surrealism, hyper-detailed, neon dreamscapes, celestial illusions, subconscious realms, cinematic 4K masterpiece, shifting realities, surreal bioluminescence, spectral mysticism, atmospheric lighting. --avoid: malformed, extra limbs, distorted anatomy, blurry, low-resolution, pixelated, stretched features, exaggerated surrealism, oversaturated, unrealistic water physics, poorly drawn animals, unnatural textures, cartoonish, low-poly, noisy, CGI look, bad reflections, incorrect depth.