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    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, red crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, side view,
    The Grimm Reaper stands as a haunting figure cloaked in shadows and whispers of ancient tales. Draped in a tattered, ethereal robe that seems woven from the night itself, his form flickers between solid and spectral, as if caught between the mortal realm and the afterlife. His hood, deep and shadowed, reveals nothing but a pair of cold, otherworldly eyes—pale, glowing orbs that pierce the soul with the weight of eternity. Wisps of smoke and phantom mist coil around him, giving the impression of a being formed from darkness and lost memories.
In his bony, skeletal hands, he grips a massive scythe, its blade impossibly sharp and shimmering with a ghostly light, as if it drinks in the moonlight. The handle, adorned with runes of forgotten languages, thrums with a quiet power, pulsating in time with the steady, measured steps of the Reaper. Every movement is soundless, each glide forward a ripple in the fabric of time, as he moves with the inevitability of death itself.
Around him, the air feels colder, heavier, like the breath of winter or the final sigh of a dying star. His presence is not just seen but felt, a chilling whisper in the mind that speaks of finality, destiny, and the great unknown that lies beyond. The Grimm Reaper is not merely a harbinger of death, but a collector of stories, a silent witness to the endless cycle of beginnings and endings, an eternal shadow that looms at the edge of every life.
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, silver crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, front view,
    ((artistic aesthetic candid cinematography shot of polaroid optical [Refractive macrophotograph:1.7] in telephoto metalens of)),
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, coy sweet look, cute delicate facial traits, nivea,ancient elegant , respectfull ancient housewife, romance, pale eyes, old memory, nostalgia, golden hour skin tone, super windy, lens flare, atmospheric phenomena, As smooth as satin, fresh and white Firm breast, [(tiny: 1.6) Breast red-tipped]; Alluring Breast taut, dark gradient spot, fuzzy, timelapse, vinilic clay space, spotless mind, BBB, Teuven, Belgie, Slenaken, Messalla and Salinator, 2000 AD, thriller storm, with multifocal 300mm, conceptual , hurricane,glown firefly braid ropes, contorted, wanderer, artistic interpretation, pardon, abandon, Subjective Refraction, busto, malacard, shot in IMAX, cosy, optography phoropter, (heavy smoke:1.3), (particles:1.1)<lora:wegg:1.0>
    ((artistic aesthetic candid cinematography shot of polaroid optical [Refractive macrophotograph:1.7] in telephoto metalens of)),
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, coy sweet look, cute delicate facial traits, nivea,ancient elegant , respectfull ancient housewife, romance, pale eyes, old memory, nostalgia, golden hour skin tone, super windy, lens flare, atmospheric phenomena, As smooth as satin, fresh and white Firm breast, [(tiny: 1.6) Breast red-tipped]; Alluring Breast taut, dark gradient spot, fuzzy, timelapse, vinilic clay space, spotless mind, BBB, Teuven, Belgie, Slenaken, Messalla and Salinator, 2000 AD, thriller storm, with multifocal 300mm, conceptual , hurricane,glown firefly braid ropes, contorted, wanderer, artistic interpretation, pardon, abandon, Subjective Refraction, busto, malacard, shot in IMAX, cosy, optography phoropter, (heavy smoke:1.3), (particles:1.1)<lora:wegg:1.0>
    realistic image with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11,
    **Hellish Space Godzilla**
A colossal, otherworldly creature stands against the backdrop of a starry void, its massive form illuminated by the eerie glow of distant galaxies. This Godzilla variant is a monstrous fusion of cosmic terror and demonic fury. 
Its scales are blacker than the deepest void, absorbing all light and radiating an ominous, crimson aura from the cracks between them, as if magma coursed through its veins. Its eyes are burning embers, glowing with a malevolent intelligence and hatred that pierces the soul of anyone who dares to meet its gaze.
Jagged, obsidian-like spikes run along its spine, crackling with fiery energy and sporadically erupting with bursts of infernal flames. Its claws and teeth are razor-sharp, dripping with molten lava that sizzles and hisses in the vacuum of space.
The tail is long and serpentine, covered in smaller spikes and ending in a bladed tip, capable of slicing through asteroids as if they were made of paper. Wisps of dark smoke and embers follow its movements, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.
In the backdrop, dying stars and shattered planets float, evidence of the cosmic devastation this hellish creature brings. The very fabric of space around it seems to warp and twist under the weight of its otherworldly presence, making it clear that this is no mere monster, but a god of destruction.
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, silver crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, unique angle,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, two omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, Ultra HD, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, blue crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, side view,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, side view,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, green crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, side view,
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11,
    ((artistic aesthetic candid cinematography shot of polaroid optical [Refractive macrophotograph:1.7] in telephoto metalens of)),
[[[[
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]]]]
, coy sweet look, cute delicate facial traits, nivea,ancient elegant , respectfull ancient housewife, romance, pale eyes, old memory, nostalgia, golden hour skin tone, super windy, lens flare, atmospheric phenomena, As smooth as satin, fresh and white Firm breast, [(tiny: 1.6) Breast red-tipped]; Alluring Breast taut, dark gradient spot, fuzzy, timelapse, vinilic clay space, spotless mind, BBB, Teuven, Belgie, Slenaken, Messalla and Salinator, 2000 AD, thriller storm, with multifocal 300mm, conceptual , hurricane,glown firefly braid ropes, contorted, wanderer, artistic interpretation, pardon, abandon, Subjective Refraction, busto, malacard, shot in IMAX, cosy, optography phoropter, (heavy smoke:1.3), (particles:1.1)<lora:wegg:1.0>
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    **Hellish Space Godzilla**
A colossal, otherworldly creature stands against the backdrop of a starry void, its massive form illuminated by the eerie glow of distant galaxies. This Godzilla variant is a monstrous fusion of cosmic terror and demonic fury. 
Its scales are blacker than the deepest void, absorbing all light and radiating an ominous, crimson aura from the cracks between them, as if magma coursed through its veins. Its eyes are burning embers, glowing with a malevolent intelligence and hatred that pierces the soul of anyone who dares to meet its gaze.
Jagged, obsidian-like spikes run along its spine, crackling with fiery energy and sporadically erupting with bursts of infernal flames. Its claws and teeth are razor-sharp, dripping with molten lava that sizzles and hisses in the vacuum of space.
The tail is long and serpentine, covered in smaller spikes and ending in a bladed tip, capable of slicing through asteroids as if they were made of paper. Wisps of dark smoke and embers follow its movements, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.
In the backdrop, dying stars and shattered planets float, evidence of the cosmic devastation this hellish creature brings. The very fabric of space around it seems to warp and twist under the weight of its otherworldly presence, making it clear that this is no mere monster, but a god of destruction.
    realistic image with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    As the sun slowly dipped below the horizon, casting its brilliant hues across the vast expanse of the sky, a magical transformation began to unfold before their eyes. The last slivers of light scattered across the darkening landscape, igniting the world in a kaleidoscope of fiery colors. The sky transformed into a canvas, painted with breathtaking strokes of crimson, vermillion, and tangerine, blending seamlessly with the deepening hues of violet and indigo.  A soft breeze danced through the air, rustling the leaves of swaying trees, as if they were murmuring secrets only known to nature itself. The world seemed to hold its breath as the air grew heavy with anticipation, subtly hinting at the wonders about to be unveiled.  In the distance, jagged cliffs pierced the horizon, their rugged silhouettes standing as guardians of an ancient realm. Suspended high above the cliffs, a majestic waterfall cascaded down, creating a symphony of roaring water plunging into a rippling pool below. The mist from the waterfall, illuminated by the dying light, rose like ethereal spirits, their shimmering particles infused with the colors of the setting sun.  As the scene unfolded, the flora awakened in all its glory. Vibrant wildflowers, their petals unfurling in delicate layers, formed a carpet of hues that stretched as far as the eye could see. Each blossom seemed to emit a soft, radiant glow, as if they absorbed the very essence of the dusk.  In the midst of this enchanting landscape, an ancient abandoned temple emerged, its weather-worn stones whispering tales from a time long forgotten. Here, history unfurled like an ancient scroll, guarded by the walls that had witnessed countless sunsets and reverberated with whispers of forgotten prayers.  As day turned to dusk, stars began to emerge, shining like diamonds scattered across an endless onyx canopy. A full moon, glowing with ethereal luminescence, cast its silvery light upon the scene, enchanting both earth and sky in its radiant embrace.  It was in this awe-inspiring scene, where nature's beauty and human history intermingled, that one could feel the weight of the world lifted, and find solace beneath the vast expanse of the cosmos. For in this moment, the universe unveiled its wonders, reminding humanity of its infinitesimal place within the grand tapestry of existence.
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    realistic image with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11,
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, side view,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11,
    **Hellish Space Godzilla**
A colossal, otherworldly creature stands against the backdrop of a starry void, its massive form illuminated by the eerie glow of distant galaxies. This Godzilla variant is a monstrous fusion of cosmic terror and demonic fury. 
Its scales are blacker than the deepest void, absorbing all light and radiating an ominous, crimson aura from the cracks between them, as if magma coursed through its veins. Its eyes are burning embers, glowing with a malevolent intelligence and hatred that pierces the soul of anyone who dares to meet its gaze.
Jagged, obsidian-like spikes run along its spine, crackling with fiery energy and sporadically erupting with bursts of infernal flames. Its claws and teeth are razor-sharp, dripping with molten lava that sizzles and hisses in the vacuum of space.
The tail is long and serpentine, covered in smaller spikes and ending in a bladed tip, capable of slicing through asteroids as if they were made of paper. Wisps of dark smoke and embers follow its movements, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.
In the backdrop, dying stars and shattered planets float, evidence of the cosmic devastation this hellish creature brings. The very fabric of space around it seems to warp and twist under the weight of its otherworldly presence, making it clear that this is no mere monster, but a god of destruction.
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, two omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs,
    That Joo de Santo Cristo wasn't afraid
That's what everyone said when he got lost
He left all the doldrums of the farm behind
Just to feel in your blood the hatred that Jesus gave you
As a child he only thought about being a bandit
Even more so when the father died with a soldier's bullet
It was the terror of the neighborhood where he lived
And at school even the teacher learned from him
He went to church just to steal the money
That the old ladies put in the altar box
He really felt like he was really different
He felt that this was not his place.
He wanted to go out to see the sea
And the things he saw on television
He saved money to be able to travel
By choice, he chose solitude
He fucked all the little girls in town
From playing doctor so much, at twelve he was a teacher
At fifteen, he was sent to reformatory
Where did he raise his hatred in the face of so much terror
He didn't understand how life worked
Discrimination because of your class and your color
He got tired of trying to find an answer
And he bought a ticket, he went straight to Salvador
And when he got there he went to have a cup of coffee
And he found a herdsman with whom he went to talk
And the cowboy had a ticket and was going to miss the trip
But John went to save him
He said, "I'm going to Brasilia
In this country, there is no better place
'I need to visit my daughter
I'll stay here and you go in my place"
And John accepted his proposal
And on a bus he entered the Central Plateau
He was stunned by the city
Leaving the bus station, he saw the Christmas lights
My God, what a beautiful city
On New Year's I get to work
Chopping wood, apprentice carpenter
He earned a hundred thousand a month in Taguatinga
On Friday I was going to the city area
Spend all your hardworking boy money
And met a lot of interesting people
Even a bastard grandson of your great-grandfather
A Peruvian living in Bolivia
And many things he brought from there
His name was Pablo and he said
What a business he was going to start
And the Holy Christ to death worked
But the money was not enough for him to feed himself.
And I listened to the news at seven o'clock
Who always said that his minister would help
But he didn't want to talk anymore
And he decided that, like Pablo, he was going to make do
Crafted once more his holy plan
And without being crucified, the planting was to begin
Soon the city freaks heard the news
"There's good stuff there!"
And Joo de Santo Cristo became rich
And ended up with all the drug dealers there
Made friends, went to Asa Norte
And he went to a rock party, to break free
Suddenly, under the bad influence of the city boy, he started stealing
Already in the first robbery, he danced
And to hell he went for the first time
Violence and rape of your body
You'll see, I'll get you
Now Santo Cristo was a bandit
Fearless and feared in the Federal District
I had no fear of the police.
Captain or drug dealer, playboy or general
That's when he met a girl
And of all his sins he repented
Maria Lucia was a beautiful girl
And his heart for her, the Holy Christ promised
He said he wanted to get married
And a carpenter he became again
Maria Lcia, I will love you forever
And a child with you I want to have
Time passes and one day comes to the door
A high-class gentleman with cash in hand
And he makes an unseemly proposition
And he says he expects an answer, an answer from Joo
"I don't bomb a newsstand
Not even in a child's school, I don't do that
And I don't protect a ten star general
Who stays behind the table with his ass in his hand
And you better get out of my house
Never mess with a Scorpio rising Pisces"
But before leaving, with hatred in his eyes, the old man said
"You lost your life, my brother"
"You lost your life my brother
You wasted your life my brother
These words will go to the heart
I will suffer the consequences like a dog"
It's not that the Holy Christ was right
His future was uncertain and he didn't go to work
Got drunk and in the middle of drinking
Found out he had another one working in his place
Talked to Pablo who wanted a partner
And he also had money and wanted to arm himself
Pablo brought contraband from Bolivia
And Santo Cristo resold in Planaltina
But it so happens that a certain Jeremias
Renowned drug dealer, appeared there
He learned of Santo Cristo's plans
And he decided that he was going to end up with Joo
But Pablo brought a Winchester 22
And Santo Cristo already knew how to shoot
And he decided to use the gun only after
Let Jeremiah begin to fight
Jeremiah, shameless stoner
Organized Rockonha and made everyone dance
Depriving innocent girls
I said believer, I didn't know how to pray
And Santo Cristo hasn't been home for a long time
And the longing began to tighten
I'm leaving, I'm going to see Maria Lcia
It's time for us to get married
Arriving home then he cried
And to hell he went a second time
With Maria Lcia, Jeremias married
And a son in her he made
Holy Christ it was just hate inside
And then Jeremias for a duel he called
Tomorrow at two o'clock in Ceilndia
In front of Lot 14, and that's where I'm going
And you can choose your weapons
That I'm really done with you, you pig cheats<lora:wegg:1.0>
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, silver crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, side view,
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    realistic image with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, two omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, green crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, side view,
    realistic image with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    picture with high quality and resolution depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality and resolution depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar the ballad of Hristo Botev.
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1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11,
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    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, red crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, side view,
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    That Joo de Santo Cristo wasn't afraid
That's what everyone said when he got lost
He left all the doldrums of the farm behind
Just to feel in your blood the hatred that Jesus gave you
As a child he only thought about being a bandit
Even more so when the father died with a soldier's bullet
It was the terror of the neighborhood where he lived
And at school even the teacher learned from him
He went to church just to steal the money
That the old ladies put in the altar box
He really felt like he was really different
He felt that this was not his place.
He wanted to go out to see the sea
And the things he saw on television
He saved money to be able to travel
By choice, he chose solitude
He fucked all the little girls in town
From playing doctor so much, at twelve he was a teacher
At fifteen, he was sent to reformatory
Where did he raise his hatred in the face of so much terror
He didn't understand how life worked
Discrimination because of your class and your color
He got tired of trying to find an answer
And he bought a ticket, he went straight to Salvador
And when he got there he went to have a cup of coffee
And he found a herdsman with whom he went to talk
And the cowboy had a ticket and was going to miss the trip
But John went to save him
He said, "I'm going to Brasilia
In this country, there is no better place
'I need to visit my daughter
I'll stay here and you go in my place"
And John accepted his proposal
And on a bus he entered the Central Plateau
He was stunned by the city
Leaving the bus station, he saw the Christmas lights
My God, what a beautiful city
On New Year's I get to work
Chopping wood, apprentice carpenter
He earned a hundred thousand a month in Taguatinga
On Friday I was going to the city area
Spend all your hardworking boy money
And met a lot of interesting people
Even a bastard grandson of your great-grandfather
A Peruvian living in Bolivia
And many things he brought from there
His name was Pablo and he said
What a business he was going to start
And the Holy Christ to death worked
But the money was not enough for him to feed himself.
And I listened to the news at seven o'clock
Who always said that his minister would help
But he didn't want to talk anymore
And he decided that, like Pablo, he was going to make do
Crafted once more his holy plan
And without being crucified, the planting was to begin
Soon the city freaks heard the news
"There's good stuff there!"
And Joo de Santo Cristo became rich
And ended up with all the drug dealers there
Made friends, went to Asa Norte
And he went to a rock party, to break free
Suddenly, under the bad influence of the city boy, he started stealing
Already in the first robbery, he danced
And to hell he went for the first time
Violence and rape of your body
You'll see, I'll get you
Now Santo Cristo was a bandit
Fearless and feared in the Federal District
I had no fear of the police.
Captain or drug dealer, playboy or general
That's when he met a girl
And of all his sins he repented
Maria Lucia was a beautiful girl
And his heart for her, the Holy Christ promised
He said he wanted to get married
And a carpenter he became again
Maria Lcia, I will love you forever
And a child with you I want to have
Time passes and one day comes to the door
A high-class gentleman with cash in hand
And he makes an unseemly proposition
And he says he expects an answer, an answer from Joo
"I don't bomb a newsstand
Not even in a child's school, I don't do that
And I don't protect a ten star general
Who stays behind the table with his ass in his hand
And you better get out of my house
Never mess with a Scorpio rising Pisces"
But before leaving, with hatred in his eyes, the old man said
"You lost your life, my brother"
"You lost your life my brother
You wasted your life my brother
These words will go to the heart
I will suffer the consequences like a dog"
It's not that the Holy Christ was right
His future was uncertain and he didn't go to work
Got drunk and in the middle of drinking
Found out he had another one working in his place
Talked to Pablo who wanted a partner
And he also had money and wanted to arm himself
Pablo brought contraband from Bolivia
And Santo Cristo resold in Planaltina
But it so happens that a certain Jeremias
Renowned drug dealer, appeared there
He learned of Santo Cristo's plans
And he decided that he was going to end up with Joo
But Pablo brought a Winchester 22
And Santo Cristo already knew how to shoot
And he decided to use the gun only after
Let Jeremiah begin to fight
Jeremiah, shameless stoner
Organized Rockonha and made everyone dance
Depriving innocent girls
I said believer, I didn't know how to pray
And Santo Cristo hasn't been home for a long time
And the longing began to tighten
I'm leaving, I'm going to see Maria Lcia
It's time for us to get married
Arriving home then he cried
And to hell he went a second time
With Maria Lcia, Jeremias married
And a son in her he made
Holy Christ it was just hate inside
And then Jeremias for a duel he called
Tomorrow at two o'clock in Ceilndia
In front of Lot 14, and that's where I'm going
And you can choose your weapons
That I'm really done with you, you pig cheats<lora:wegg:1.0>
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    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
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He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
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He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
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1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, silver crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, back view,
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
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He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    picture with high quality and resolution depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    tree,stars,glow,night,cosmic,life,star,xenoblade,chronicles,scenic,desktop,nontextual,matter,abstraction,art,outline,abstract,chibionpu,tableau,arbre,peinture,moon,stars,,glow,fantasy,,night,tree,lantern,picture,color,,clouds,,light,,,,photo,revue,landscape,sylar,rainbow,brilliant,acid,mystic,kits,pink,,petals,,meditaie,,unificrii,conectare,mama,upscale,,number,<lora:wegg:1.0>,Envision a vast, vibrant rainbow bridge spanning a celestial realm. At one end, picture a magnificent orange tabby with medium-long fur,approaching with gentle curiosity. On the opposite side, imagine an althletic sleek tuxedo-patterned cat (95% black), adorned in striking black and white markings, standing with a sense of presence. Reflect on the essence of their encounter amidst the ethereal backdrop, reminiscent of the Rainbow Bridge from Pixar's Coco. The image represents a scene of the orange cat recently dying and leaving the world of the living via the rainbow bridge and seeing his loved one waiting for him on the bridge., wildlife photography, vibrant, architecture, 3d render, cinematic
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cyberpunk, neon lights, science fiction, view from above,
    The Grimm Reaper stands as a haunting figure cloaked in shadows and whispers of ancient tales. Draped in a tattered, ethereal robe that seems woven from the night itself, his form flickers between solid and spectral, as if caught between the mortal realm and the afterlife. His hood, deep and shadowed, reveals nothing but a pair of cold, otherworldly eyes—pale, glowing orbs that pierce the soul with the weight of eternity. Wisps of smoke and phantom mist coil around him, giving the impression of a being formed from darkness and lost memories.
In his bony, skeletal hands, he grips a massive scythe, its blade impossibly sharp and shimmering with a ghostly light, as if it drinks in the moonlight. The handle, adorned with runes of forgotten languages, thrums with a quiet power, pulsating in time with the steady, measured steps of the Reaper. Every movement is soundless, each glide forward a ripple in the fabric of time, as he moves with the inevitability of death itself.
Around him, the air feels colder, heavier, like the breath of winter or the final sigh of a dying star. His presence is not just seen but felt, a chilling whisper in the mind that speaks of finality, destiny, and the great unknown that lies beyond. The Grimm Reaper is not merely a harbinger of death, but a collector of stories, a silent witness to the endless cycle of beginnings and endings, an eternal shadow that looms at the edge of every life.
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He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
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1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
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    That Joo de Santo Cristo wasn't afraid
That's what everyone said when he got lost
He left all the doldrums of the farm behind
Just to feel in your blood the hatred that Jesus gave you
As a child he only thought about being a bandit
Even more so when the father died with a soldier's bullet
It was the terror of the neighborhood where he lived
And at school even the teacher learned from him
He went to church just to steal the money
That the old ladies put in the altar box
He really felt like he was really different
He felt that this was not his place.
He wanted to go out to see the sea
And the things he saw on television
He saved money to be able to travel
By choice, he chose solitude
He fucked all the little girls in town
From playing doctor so much, at twelve he was a teacher
At fifteen, he was sent to reformatory
Where did he raise his hatred in the face of so much terror
He didn't understand how life worked
Discrimination because of your class and your color
He got tired of trying to find an answer
And he bought a ticket, he went straight to Salvador
And when he got there he went to have a cup of coffee
And he found a herdsman with whom he went to talk
And the cowboy had a ticket and was going to miss the trip
But John went to save him
He said, "I'm going to Brasilia
In this country, there is no better place
'I need to visit my daughter
I'll stay here and you go in my place"
And John accepted his proposal
And on a bus he entered the Central Plateau
He was stunned by the city
Leaving the bus station, he saw the Christmas lights
My God, what a beautiful city
On New Year's I get to work
Chopping wood, apprentice carpenter
He earned a hundred thousand a month in Taguatinga
On Friday I was going to the city area
Spend all your hardworking boy money
And met a lot of interesting people
Even a bastard grandson of your great-grandfather
A Peruvian living in Bolivia
And many things he brought from there
His name was Pablo and he said
What a business he was going to start
And the Holy Christ to death worked
But the money was not enough for him to feed himself.
And I listened to the news at seven o'clock
Who always said that his minister would help
But he didn't want to talk anymore
And he decided that, like Pablo, he was going to make do
Crafted once more his holy plan
And without being crucified, the planting was to begin
Soon the city freaks heard the news
"There's good stuff there!"
And Joo de Santo Cristo became rich
And ended up with all the drug dealers there
Made friends, went to Asa Norte
And he went to a rock party, to break free
Suddenly, under the bad influence of the city boy, he started stealing
Already in the first robbery, he danced
And to hell he went for the first time
Violence and rape of your body
You'll see, I'll get you
Now Santo Cristo was a bandit
Fearless and feared in the Federal District
I had no fear of the police.
Captain or drug dealer, playboy or general
That's when he met a girl
And of all his sins he repented
Maria Lucia was a beautiful girl
And his heart for her, the Holy Christ promised
He said he wanted to get married
And a carpenter he became again
Maria Lcia, I will love you forever
And a child with you I want to have
Time passes and one day comes to the door
A high-class gentleman with cash in hand
And he makes an unseemly proposition
And he says he expects an answer, an answer from Joo
"I don't bomb a newsstand
Not even in a child's school, I don't do that
And I don't protect a ten star general
Who stays behind the table with his ass in his hand
And you better get out of my house
Never mess with a Scorpio rising Pisces"
But before leaving, with hatred in his eyes, the old man said
"You lost your life, my brother"
"You lost your life my brother
You wasted your life my brother
These words will go to the heart
I will suffer the consequences like a dog"
It's not that the Holy Christ was right
His future was uncertain and he didn't go to work
Got drunk and in the middle of drinking
Found out he had another one working in his place
Talked to Pablo who wanted a partner
And he also had money and wanted to arm himself
Pablo brought contraband from Bolivia
And Santo Cristo resold in Planaltina
But it so happens that a certain Jeremias
Renowned drug dealer, appeared there
He learned of Santo Cristo's plans
And he decided that he was going to end up with Joo
But Pablo brought a Winchester 22
And Santo Cristo already knew how to shoot
And he decided to use the gun only after
Let Jeremiah begin to fight
Jeremiah, shameless stoner
Organized Rockonha and made everyone dance
Depriving innocent girls
I said believer, I didn't know how to pray
And Santo Cristo hasn't been home for a long time
And the longing began to tighten
I'm leaving, I'm going to see Maria Lcia
It's time for us to get married
Arriving home then he cried
And to hell he went a second time
With Maria Lcia, Jeremias married
And a son in her he made
Holy Christ it was just hate inside
And then Jeremias for a duel he called
Tomorrow at two o'clock in Ceilndia
In front of Lot 14, and that's where I'm going
And you can choose your weapons
That I'm really done with you, you pig cheats<lora:wegg:1.0>
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    picture with high quality and resolution depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
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1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
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I've made a good living by dying
Endless wait, grey solace ruling my mind
Constrained by time and drained by the cold
Still I found myself shivering under the rising sun
You are the star, you are the moon
You are the soil where shadows bloom
Casting a light which brings me peace
Where the caverns of death will freeze
The flower never grew
But I love you just the same
Even though like a bird you flew
I will love you just the same
I am the blood, a fire in your soul
And I will grow in landscapes so cold
Oh, how I feel you in every single detail
As you lurk inside my troubled dreams
There is no hope as long we walk this earth
But you should know my universe screams
It screams for you
I cry for you
The flower never grew
But I love you just the same
Even though like a bird you flew
I will love you just the same
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    A woman with long, curly brown hair and warm, golden skin sits cross-legged on a blanket of vibrant autumn leaves, her back against the gnarled trunk of an ancient tree, its branches twisted and tangled above her like a canopy of withered fingers, the leaves a kaleidoscope of oranges, reds, and yellows, some still clinging to their stems, others scattered around her, as if the tree itself had shed tears of gold, the air is filled with the sweet, earthy scent of decay and rebirth, a few stray leaves cling to her hair and shoulders, and a small, leather-bound book lies open on her lap, its pages fluttering gently in the breeze, her eyes are cast upward, toward the sky, where a small, dying star hangs low on the horizon, its light a deep, burning crimson, and a tiny satellite, a small, metallic orb, orbits the star, its path a thin, glowing line, etched across the darkening sky, the woman's face is tilted upward, her eyes filled with a deep sense of wonder, and her lips are parted, as if she is singing a soft, wordless melody, that harmonizes with the gentle hum of the satellite, and the rustling of the leaves, in a symphony of sound, that echoes across the autumnal landscape.
    picture with high quality and resolution depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
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1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    realistic image with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    realistic image with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    That Joo de Santo Cristo wasn't afraid
That's what everyone said when he got lost
He left all the doldrums of the farm behind
Just to feel in your blood the hatred that Jesus gave you
As a child he only thought about being a bandit
Even more so when the father died with a soldier's bullet
It was the terror of the neighborhood where he lived
And at school even the teacher learned from him
He went to church just to steal the money
That the old ladies put in the altar box
He really felt like he was really different
He felt that this was not his place.
He wanted to go out to see the sea
And the things he saw on television
He saved money to be able to travel
By choice, he chose solitude
He fucked all the little girls in town
From playing doctor so much, at twelve he was a teacher
At fifteen, he was sent to reformatory
Where did he raise his hatred in the face of so much terror
He didn't understand how life worked
Discrimination because of your class and your color
He got tired of trying to find an answer
And he bought a ticket, he went straight to Salvador
And when he got there he went to have a cup of coffee
And he found a herdsman with whom he went to talk
And the cowboy had a ticket and was going to miss the trip
But John went to save him
He said, "I'm going to Brasilia
In this country, there is no better place
'I need to visit my daughter
I'll stay here and you go in my place"
And John accepted his proposal
And on a bus he entered the Central Plateau
He was stunned by the city
Leaving the bus station, he saw the Christmas lights
My God, what a beautiful city
On New Year's I get to work
Chopping wood, apprentice carpenter
He earned a hundred thousand a month in Taguatinga
On Friday I was going to the city area
Spend all your hardworking boy money
And met a lot of interesting people
Even a bastard grandson of your great-grandfather
A Peruvian living in Bolivia
And many things he brought from there
His name was Pablo and he said
What a business he was going to start
And the Holy Christ to death worked
But the money was not enough for him to feed himself.
And I listened to the news at seven o'clock
Who always said that his minister would help
But he didn't want to talk anymore
And he decided that, like Pablo, he was going to make do
Crafted once more his holy plan
And without being crucified, the planting was to begin
Soon the city freaks heard the news
"There's good stuff there!"
And Joo de Santo Cristo became rich
And ended up with all the drug dealers there
Made friends, went to Asa Norte
And he went to a rock party, to break free
Suddenly, under the bad influence of the city boy, he started stealing
Already in the first robbery, he danced
And to hell he went for the first time
Violence and rape of your body
You'll see, I'll get you
Now Santo Cristo was a bandit
Fearless and feared in the Federal District
I had no fear of the police.
Captain or drug dealer, playboy or general
That's when he met a girl
And of all his sins he repented
Maria Lucia was a beautiful girl
And his heart for her, the Holy Christ promised
He said he wanted to get married
And a carpenter he became again
Maria Lcia, I will love you forever
And a child with you I want to have
Time passes and one day comes to the door
A high-class gentleman with cash in hand
And he makes an unseemly proposition
And he says he expects an answer, an answer from Joo
"I don't bomb a newsstand
Not even in a child's school, I don't do that
And I don't protect a ten star general
Who stays behind the table with his ass in his hand
And you better get out of my house
Never mess with a Scorpio rising Pisces"
But before leaving, with hatred in his eyes, the old man said
"You lost your life, my brother"
"You lost your life my brother
You wasted your life my brother
These words will go to the heart
I will suffer the consequences like a dog"
It's not that the Holy Christ was right
His future was uncertain and he didn't go to work
Got drunk and in the middle of drinking
Found out he had another one working in his place
Talked to Pablo who wanted a partner
And he also had money and wanted to arm himself
Pablo brought contraband from Bolivia
And Santo Cristo resold in Planaltina
But it so happens that a certain Jeremias
Renowned drug dealer, appeared there
He learned of Santo Cristo's plans
And he decided that he was going to end up with Joo
But Pablo brought a Winchester 22
And Santo Cristo already knew how to shoot
And he decided to use the gun only after
Let Jeremiah begin to fight
Jeremiah, shameless stoner
Organized Rockonha and made everyone dance
Depriving innocent girls
I said believer, I didn't know how to pray
And Santo Cristo hasn't been home for a long time
And the longing began to tighten
I'm leaving, I'm going to see Maria Lcia
It's time for us to get married
Arriving home then he cried
And to hell he went a second time
With Maria Lcia, Jeremias married
And a son in her he made
Holy Christ it was just hate inside
And then Jeremias for a duel he called
Tomorrow at two o'clock in Ceilndia
In front of Lot 14, and that's where I'm going
And you can choose your weapons
That I'm really done with you, you pig cheats<lora:wegg:1.0>
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    picture with high quality and resolution depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality and resolution depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar the ballad of Hristo Botev.
high quality picture, excellent resolution, clear and well-focused images, depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    Envision a vast, vibrant rainbow bridge spanning a celestial realm. At one end, picture a magnificent orange tabby with medium-long fur, approaching with gentle curiosity. On the opposite side, imagine an athletic sleek tuxedo-patterned cat (95% black), adorned in striking black and white markings, standing with a sense of presence. Reflect on the essence of their encounter amidst the ethereal backdrop, reminiscent of the Rainbow Bridge from Pixar's Coco. The image represents a scene of the orange cat recently dying and leaving the world of the living via the rainbow bridge and seeing his loved one waiting for him on the bridge., wildlife photography, vibrant, architecture, 3d render, cinematic tree, stars, glow, night, cosmic, life, star, chronicles, scenic,, matter, abstraction ,art, outline, abstract, moon, stars, glow, fantasy, nebula, night, tree, lantern, color, clouds, light, photo, landscape, rainbow, brilliant, mystic,, petals, meditate, upscale, <lora:wegg:1.0>,
    **Hellish Space Godzilla**
A colossal, otherworldly creature stands against the backdrop of a starry void, its massive form illuminated by the eerie glow of distant galaxies. This Godzilla variant is a monstrous fusion of cosmic terror and demonic fury. 
Its scales are blacker than the deepest void, absorbing all light and radiating an ominous, crimson aura from the cracks between them, as if magma coursed through its veins. Its eyes are burning embers, glowing with a malevolent intelligence and hatred that pierces the soul of anyone who dares to meet its gaze.
Jagged, obsidian-like spikes run along its spine, crackling with fiery energy and sporadically erupting with bursts of infernal flames. Its claws and teeth are razor-sharp, dripping with molten lava that sizzles and hisses in the vacuum of space.
The tail is long and serpentine, covered in smaller spikes and ending in a bladed tip, capable of slicing through asteroids as if they were made of paper. Wisps of dark smoke and embers follow its movements, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.
In the backdrop, dying stars and shattered planets float, evidence of the cosmic devastation this hellish creature brings. The very fabric of space around it seems to warp and twist under the weight of its otherworldly presence, making it clear that this is no mere monster, but a god of destruction.
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe
    On white background, underwater photography, long exposure, a graceful elegant smiley black & white cosmic mystic man face portrait facing front, blue eyes. front view. front portrait, no angle. cartoon style. backlit. sacred geometry patterns on the face, in the style of disney, pixar, tim burton, beauty and the beast, and peter pan. with a white crystal on the forehead. enchanting glowing aura. fractal, volumetric lighting, and the power of the god. royalty. white background, no background, zero background, 0 background. nothing around the face, (masterpiece, sharp focus, clean lines:1.2), BREAK (A celestial warrior infused with cosmic energy, their armor a shifting array of stardust and nebulae, wielding a blade of crystallized time, depicted in a surreal cosmic style with vibrant galactic colors and ethereal light, illuminated by the radiant core of a dying star, set against the backdrop of an endless void where distant galaxies spiral into the abyss, cosmic energy, surreal, vibrant, ethereal:1.1), (art by Otomo Katsuhiro:1.4), (wearing unique Avant-garde masterpiece attire and headdress:1.1), (hyperdetailed:1.1), (intricate details:1.0), (Refined details:1.1), (best quality:1.1), (high resolution:1.2), (very stylish detailed modern haircut, mesmerizing detailed radiant face, mesmerizing detailed beautiful eyes:1.2)
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11,
    realistic image with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality, excellent resolution, clear, detailed and well-focused images, detailed and correct anatomy depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, side view,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, view from above,
    picture with high quality and resolution depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality and resolution depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar the ballad of Hristo Botev.
high quality picture, excellent resolution, clear and well-focused images, depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    picture with high quality and resolution depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar the ballad of Hristo Botev.
He who falls fighting for freedom,
he does not die: he is pitied
earth and sky, beast and nature
and singers sing songs about him...
By day an eagle guards his shadow,
and a ((wolf meekly licks his wound));
above it a falcon, a youth bird,
and she cares for a brother, for a hero!
The evening came - the moon rose,
stars shower the firmament;
the forest roared, the wind blew,
The Balkans are singing a bad song!
picture with high quality and resolution depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar the ballad of Hristo Botev.
high quality picture, excellent resolution, clear and well-focused images, depicting the image of Hadji Dimitar, the ballad of Hristo Botev.
1 seriously wounded man, about 30 years old, expression dramatic, heroic, pain and sadness in his eyes, (lips dry and cracked), lying in the Balkans under a tree with (a deep chest wound), clothes bloodied and torn after a hard battle, (( next to him 1 wolf licking his wound)),((over him 1 eagle spreads its wings and protects him from the hot rays of the sun))
    Envision a vast, vibrant rainbow bridge spanning a celestial realm. At one end, picture a magnificent orange tabby with medium-long fur, approaching with gentle curiosity. On the opposite side, imagine an athletic sleek tuxedo-patterned cat (95% black), adorned in striking black and white markings, standing with a sense of presence. Reflect on the essence of their encounter amidst the ethereal backdrop, reminiscent of the Rainbow Bridge from Pixar's Coco. The image represents a scene of the orange cat recently dying and leaving the world of the living via the rainbow bridge and seeing his loved one waiting for him on the bridge., wildlife photography, vibrant, architecture, 3d render, cinematic tree, stars, glow, night, cosmic, life, star, chronicles, scenic,, matter, abstraction ,art, outline, abstract, moon, stars, glow, fantasy, nebula, night, tree, lantern, color, clouds, light, photo, landscape, rainbow, brilliant, mystic,, petals, meditate, upscale, <lora:wegg:1.0>,
    In the vast emptiness of the interstellar void, silver crystal skull omnipotent deities from separate dimensions collide. The Creator, a deity whose face is an ever-evolving canvas of galaxies and life, wields the power of creation, bringing forth stars, planets, and life forms with a wave of their hand. Opposite them stands the Destroyer, a god whose face is a shifting visage of decay and entropy, wielding the power of destruction, disintegrating celestial bodies and extinguishing stars. The clash of creation and destruction is a cosmic spectacle, with galaxies being born and dying in the wake of their unimaginable powers. highest quality, enhanced quality, creative, beautiful, vibrant, masterpiece, 8k, amazing details, amazing quality, amazing artist, sharp edges, detailed textures, full view, atmospheric lighting, amazing visuals, crystals fantasy, crystals, crystal, bg_imgs, cry5t415ku11, side view,

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