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    Cinematic scifi concept art based on the following scene description: A derelict military spacecraft drifts aimlessly through deep space. Sections of the hull are missing — likely sustained in whatever battle rendered the spacecraft inoperable. Through one of the missing sections of the outer hull, bolted to the wall of the room inside, there is a single scifi cryogenic sleeping pod, the size of an individual coffin, and apparently still functional. A tiny glass window inset into the cryogenic sleeping pod's lid, shows that the occupant is female, her eyes closed in cryosleep, but she appears to be alive.
    "You're a passenger travelling first class on a train without a roof. This current portion of the journey, the , gaining altitude to eventually arrive at the mountain pass off in the distance. Looking straight ahead, you see that the tracks are flanked on either side by towering forest. The canopy of the forest is remarkably adorned with (a network of tree-houses of neo-brutalist curved design." ((cinematic concept-art illustration, low angle, rectilinear composition)),(neon nightmare fantasy fever dream),
    ((fisheye lens effect, immersive cinematic concept-art, ultra-detailed hyperrealism)), "piloting your personal shuttle into the enormity of the cylindrical space habitat was always a bit of a surreal experience, gazing up out of the cockpit to watch the slow rotation of the humongous cylinder turn around you, [it almost feels flying into the mouth of some giant mechanical beast], and seeing all the twinkling lights of the various apartments, shops, and the various spacecraft repair bays that lined the curvature of the vast cylinder made you wonder just how many people lived on this habitat, it had to be millions at least, making their living inside this bastion  against the cold reaches of hard vacuum space."
    dust off your creole as you'll need it,
sight the cobwebs like ligands, their gleaming strands sharper than razorwire
Marie Laveau would love it here though I doubt she'd adjust too well to the gravity, 0.3g doesn't take well to the few people I've met that were actually born on earth, "Aeturna 1b" is a long way from their home and not too many want to stay in cryosleep for a decade, 
and once you arrive, "Nouvelle Sainte-Domingue" is the local name for the only city worth a damn, I can't even remember the official designation, probably learned before my envoy conditioning took effect,
So now here I am, homeworld of the skydocks, where just two decades ago they finished assembling the largest spacecraft ever built, "Glittering Sundancer", using salvaged martian tech from the fallen orbitals,
pretense mating with circumstance in backwater marshlands I suppose, 
Skyscrapers sinking ever deeper into the swamps
And predictably I can feel it beginning, 
the grating of impulse in my mind, 
like an itch I just can't scratch, 
Gods, what might I have done for you to send me to this planet I wonder
fantastic scifi, intriguing grand narrative, ultra-detailed, professional cinematic concept-art, painting, epic, eye catching details, golden hour,
    the dark goddess' palace, but admittance carries a steep entry cost, you might find yourself missing a soul by the end of the night, if you even survive the initial ordeal
    a painting that captures the essence of a poem: 
(Fields where machine souls rust under the light of a dying star, 
Veni, vidi, vici; 
When heaviest is the crown of the ghost of a god, none dare come out to play; 
Use caution when dealing with the fallible tenets of the aegis rimwalkers; 
Cyborg religious sects turned loose with the coming of the new dawn; 
I offer this advice in earnest, for soon we shall see many a truth uncovered; 
Do not despair my voidwalker, for what happens in the dark is destined to come to light, now and forever more...), 
Andrei Tarkovsky Style page,detailxl,in the style of simon-stalenhag,
    dust off your creole as you'll need it,
sight the cobwebs like ligands, their gleaming strands sharper than razorwire
Marie Laveau would love it here though I doubt she'd adjust too well to the gravity, 0.3g doesn't take well to the few people I've met that were actually born on earth, "Aeturna 1b" is a long way from their home and not too many want to stay in cryosleep for a decade, 
and once you arrive, "Nouvelle Sainte-Domingue" is the local name for the only city worth a damn, I can't even remember the official designation, probably learned before my envoy conditioning took effect,
So now here I am, homeworld of the skydocks, where just two decades ago they finished assembling the largest spacecraft ever built, "Glittering Sundancer", using salvaged martian tech from the fallen orbitals,
pretense mating with circumstance in backwater marshlands I suppose, 
Skyscrapers sinking ever deeper into the swamps
And predictably I can feel it beginning, 
the grating of impulse in my mind, 
like an itch I just can't scratch, 
Gods, what might I have done for you to send me to this planet I wonder
fantastic scifi, intriguing grand narrative, ultra-detailed, professional cinematic concept-art, painting, epic, eye catching details, golden hour,
    the graceful character 'hornet', \(hollow knight: silksong\), wearing her ruffled maroon cloak, holding her signature weapon 'needle', pictured standing inside the lobby of a futuristic corporate office building, as though she is waiting for the elevator.Unreal Engine style
    Fantasy Scifi professional concept-art, mad-cybrpnkimprss style, destiny and elden ring collab, 
The Shrike, from the Hyperion Cantos: a menacing half-mechanical, half-organic (((four-armed))) humanoid creature, able to control the flow of time (motion lines, implied dynamism). based on the descriptions from the novels, the creature seems to be composed of razorwire, thorns, blades, and cutting edges, though whether this is merely an external layer of armor or not remains a mystery. when I imagine the creature, I think of something with (the approximate form of General Grievous), but (with the texture of Sauron), with both likenesses taken from their respective cinematic depictions. The background should be an epic portrayal of the labyrinthine world of Hyperion, . The overall vibe should be both awe-inspiring and terrifying.
    professional concept-art, fantasy scifi, wondrous view looking out a cave, that's situated halfway up a four mile high cliffside, the elevated position offering incredible depth of view, as you gaze out over the untamed jungles of the Predator's homeplanet,
    the graceful character 'hornet', \(hollow knight: silksong\), wearing her ruffled maroon cloak, holding her signature weapon 'needle', pictured standing inside the lobby of a futuristic corporate office building, as though she is waiting for the elevator.Unreal Engine style
    (he has returned, the neon collector, here for our souls, the corridor is dark but the neon chainsaw is lit up like a christmas tree, we're doomed...) 
-journal entry found in the tunnels of the enclave sometime after the fall,ral-neotlns
    "drifting through the hard vacuum of space, somewhere between solar systems, an immense space station of clearly non-human design, left abandoned by whatever sentient species constructed it, the only sign thus far that we might not be alone in the galaxy." ((cinematic concept-art illustration, ultra-detailed, imagination-capturing creativity)), 7-HyperSpace
    (find me on a hill in the astral plane, where the ecliptic intersects with the mortal domain, I'll wait for you with my tales untold, letting yesteryear bring the morrow's gold), psychedelic, metaphorical, fantasy, kyotopunk, neo-futuristic, astroglyphs, boundless creativity, masterpiece, highres, absurdres, epic, hyper-detailed, 8k, UHD, fantasy professional concept art, powerful creativity, evoking imagination, mixed emotions, dramatic story, visual narrative technique,
    "Drifting aimlessly through the hard vacuum of space, somewhere between solar systems, (an incredibly large tesseract-shaped superstructural space station, clearly non-human design, and which seems to use a gigantic (je11y) flagellum appendage as a means of propulsion). On approach, it appears to have been left abandoned by whatever sentient species constructed it, the only sign thus far that we might not be alone in the galaxy." ((cinematic concept-art illustration, ultra-detailed, imagination-capturing creativity)),
    "You're a passenger travelling first class on a train without a roof. This current portion of the journey, the , gaining altitude to eventually arrive at the mountain pass off in the distance. Looking straight ahead, you see that the tracks are flanked on either side by towering forest. The canopy of the forest is remarkably adorned with (a network of tree-houses of neo-brutalist curved design." ((cinematic concept-art illustration, low angle, rectilinear composition)),(neon nightmare fantasy fever dream),
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