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    A surreal portrait of a figure with flowing black and red hair that seems to blend into the night sky. They hold a fan made of black feathers, but the feathers are also constellations, shimmering in the dark. The background is a swirling vortex of stars and cosmic dust, with the figure seemingly merging into the universe. The scene is dreamlike, with a mix of reality and fantasy, creating a sense of wonder and mystery.
    a photograph of a river flowing out of a painting on a living room wall. The painting depicts a serene river between mountains, with a ship gently bobbing in the water. The river spills over a futuristic red couch and the wooden floor, merging the world of art with reality. The living room is furnished with tasteful furniture and a warm, inviting atmosphere., cinematic
    A captivating watercolor painting depicting a dreamlike landscape where reality and fantasy seamlessly merge. Colorful flowers bloom in abundance, releasing their enchanting fragrance into the air. The flora varies from delicate pastel hues to bold, vibrant colors, creating a symphony of visual and olfactory delight. The flowers appear to have a life of their own, as if they hold the essence of the soul, and their fragrance is carried by the gentle breeze, caressing the skin with a sense of pure bliss.
    A captivating watercolor painting depicting a dreamlike landscape where reality and fantasy seamlessly merge. Colorful flowers bloom in abundance, releasing their enchanting fragrance into the air. The flora varies from delicate pastel hues to bold, vibrant colors, creating a symphony of visual and olfactory delight. The flowers appear to have a life of their own, as if they hold the essence of the soul, and their fragrance is carried by the gentle breeze, caressing the skin with a sense of pure bliss.
    In the flickering candlelight, in a secluded studio, the fantasy artist plunges into his world of imagination. His brush slides across the canvas, creating bizarre creatures, their bodies woven from iridescent colors. Like an alchemist, he mixes shades, turning them into shimmering armor and sparkling gems. His eagle-like eyes closely follow every stroke, bringing to life characters endowed with soul and emotions. His hands, like those of a magician, animate mythical creatures, their movements are captured on canvas with grace and precision. The scent of oil paints and incense is in the air, creating an atmosphere of mystery and inspiration. The artist works tirelessly, his imagination takes him to a wonderland where reality is intertwined with fantasy. As his work takes shape, the master breathes a piece of his soul into it. Every brush stroke is a spell, every creation is the embodiment of his dreams. In this silence and solitude, the fantasy artist creates his own world where magic and imagination merge together, leaving an indelible mark on the canvas and in the hearts of those who see his creations.
    A surreal portrait of a figure with flowing black and red hair that seems to blend into the night sky. They hold a fan made of black feathers, but the feathers are also constellations, shimmering in the dark. The background is a swirling vortex of stars and cosmic dust, with the figure seemingly merging into the universe. The scene is dreamlike, with a mix of reality and fantasy, creating a sense of wonder and mystery.
    A surreal portrait of a figure with flowing black and red hair that seems to blend into the night sky. They hold a fan made of black feathers, but the feathers are also constellations, shimmering in the dark. The background is a swirling vortex of stars and cosmic dust, with the figure seemingly merging into the universe. The scene is dreamlike, with a mix of reality and fantasy, creating a sense of wonder and mystery.
    In the flickering candlelight, with good warm lighting, in a secluded studio, the fantasy artist plunges into the world of his imagination. His brush slides across the canvas, creating bizarre creatures whose bodies are woven from iridescent colors. Like an alchemist, he mixes shades, turning them into shimmering armor and sparkling gems. His eagle eyes closely follow every stroke, animating characters endowed with soul and emotions. His hands, like those of a magician, animate mythical creatures, their movements are captured on canvas with grace and precision. The scent of oil paints and incense is in the air, creating an atmosphere of mystery and inspiration. The artist works tirelessly, his imagination takes him to a wonderland where reality is intertwined with fantasy. As his work takes shape, the master puts a piece of his soul into it. Every brush stroke is a spell, every creation is the embodiment of his dreams. In this silence and solitude, the fantasy artist creates his own world where magic and imagination merge together, leaving an indelible mark on the canvas and in the hearts of those who see his creations.
    In the grim reality of the future, amidst chaos and destruction, a new kind of being emerged—a female android from a distant tomorrow. This world was filled with advanced technologies and intricate mechanisms that allowed for the creation of robots with incredible quality and skill. She was the embodiment of perfection—every detail of her skinny biomechanical body and mysterious, intricately detailed chest was meticulously crafted. Her innocent face with a youthful, chaste blush, unique and captivating, immediately drew attention. Deep and vivid colors made her appearance unforgettable, and the cinematic effect enhanced her impressive presence. Her name was Astrid. With a daring hairstyle reminiscent of a mohawk, she stood out among other robots and humans. Her large, expressive eyes, innocent yet stern and vulnerable, despite their strange and non-human appearance and the resentment and vengeance in her gaze, radiated mystery and uniqueness. Astrid was created using the most advanced technologies, her mechanisms incredibly complex and precise. She could draw and create works of art with the same ease as a human. But her art was on another level—the graphic level of her creations resembled the complex chemical structures of estradiol, estriol, estrone, and progesterone, which permeated her innocent biomechanical body. Her emergence from the box was akin to the birth of a star. She was unique, unparalleled, and completely unlike any other. Astrid was created for a new reality where robotics and human art merged into one, creating a world absolutely unsafe for viewing, which was both terrifying and mesmerizing. In this new reality, she was the perfect girl-robot, a symbol of the future, as complex and detailed as her own biomechanical body and magical chest. And in this dark yet wondrous world, Astrid left her indelible mark, embodying the ideal of feminine strength and intellect, despite all the limitations and challenges of the new era.
    In the flickering candlelight, with good warm lighting, in a secluded studio, the fantasy artist plunges into the world of his imagination. His brush slides across the canvas, creating bizarre creatures whose bodies are woven from iridescent colors. Like an alchemist, he mixes shades, turning them into shimmering armor and sparkling gems. His eagle eyes closely follow every stroke, animating characters endowed with soul and emotions. His hands, like those of a magician, animate mythical creatures, their movements are captured on canvas with grace and precision. The scent of oil paints and incense is in the air, creating an atmosphere of mystery and inspiration. The artist works tirelessly, his imagination takes him to a wonderland where reality is intertwined with fantasy. As his work takes shape, the master puts a piece of his soul into it. Every brush stroke is a spell, every creation is the embodiment of his dreams. In this silence and solitude, the fantasy artist creates his own world where magic and imagination merge together, leaving an indelible mark on the canvas and in the hearts of those who see his creations.
    dark gloomy, atmospheric thriller photo, ( Look! Look! upon tye tripod through the smoke Of slain things kindled, and fine frankincense. Look - deep beyond the phantoms these evoke Are sightless halls where spirit stifles sense. There do I open the old book of Fate Wherein They pictured me delight and me Flushed with the dawn of rapture laureate And leaping with laughter of ecstasy. Mine eyes grow aged with that hieroglyph Of doom that I have sought: the fatal end. That which is written is written, even if Great Zeus himself - great Zeus! - were to befriend. Even in the Spring of the first floral kiss: "No happy end the gods have given for this."), mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, contrasting shadows, lit from below, faint rust colours, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic,))
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (promiscuous girl in flowers), seduces the viewer, outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    dreamy, cinematic photo, (kind woman in a highly textured flower dress), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    A surreal portrait of a figure with flowing black and red hair that seems to blend into the night sky. They hold a fan made of black feathers, but the feathers are also constellations, shimmering in the dark. The background is a swirling vortex of stars and cosmic dust, with the figure seemingly merging into the universe. The scene is dreamlike, with a mix of reality and fantasy, creating a sense of wonder and mystery.
    In the bleak reality of the future, amidst chaos and destruction, a new kind of being emerged—a girl android from the distant tomorrow. This world was filled with advanced technologies and complex mechanisms, enabling the creation of robots with incredible quality and artistry. She was the embodiment of perfection—every detail of her biomechanical body was meticulously crafted. Her innocent face with a youthful chaste blush, unique and mesmerizing, instantly drew attention. Deep and bright colors made her appearance unforgettable, while the cinematic effect enhanced her impressive presence. Her name was Astrid. With a bold mohawk hairstyle, she stood out among other robots and humans. Her large, expressive, innocent, and stern vulnerable eyes, despite their strange and inhuman appearance, and the hurt and vengeance in her gaze, exuded mystery and uniqueness. Astrid was created using the most advanced technologies; her mechanisms were incredibly complex and precise. She could draw and create artworks with the same ease as a human. But her art was on another level—the graphic quality of her creations resembled the complex chemical structures of estradiol, estriol, estrone, and progesterone. Her unboxing was akin to the birth of a star. She was unique, unrepeatable, and completely unlike any other. Astrid was made for a new reality where robotics and human art merged, creating a world that was both frightening and captivating. In this new reality, she was the perfect girl-android, a symbol of the future, as intricate and detailed as her own biomechanical body. And in this dark but wondrous world, Astrid left an indelible mark, embodying the ideal of feminine strength and intellect, despite all the limitations and challenges of the new era.
    A captivating watercolor painting depicting a dreamlike landscape where reality and fantasy seamlessly merge. A beautiful girl wearing an erotic summer dress is squatting next to flowers. Colorful flowers bloom in abundance, releasing their enchanting fragrance into the air. The flora varies from delicate pastel hues to bold, vibrant colors, creating a symphony of visual and olfactory delight. The flowers appear to have a life of their own, as if they hold the essence of the soul, and their fragrance is carried by the gentle breeze, caressing the skin with a sense of pure bliss.
    A surreal portrait of a figure with flowing black and red hair that seems to blend into the night sky. They hold a fan made of black feathers, but the feathers are also constellations, shimmering in the dark. The background is a swirling vortex of stars and cosmic dust, with the figure seemingly merging into the universe. The scene is dreamlike, with a mix of reality and fantasy, creating a sense of wonder and mystery.
    In the vast expanse of the cosmos, where the inky blackness of space danced with myriad constellations, a radiant star known as Sol gracefully illuminated a small blue-green orb called Earth. As daylight gradually embraced the planet's surface, the iridescent hues of sunrise cascaded across the rugged terrain of an otherworldly landscape. High amidst towering metallic spires, nestled within the heart of a colossal city, teemed a bustling metropolis named Nova Metropia. The vibrant cityscape pulsated with electrifying energy, its atmosphere crackling with the innovation and technological marvels of a civilization far beyond the grasp of current human comprehension. Towering skyscrapers kissed the heavens, their faades adorned with holographic projections and shimmering vermilion advertisements, casting ephemeral hues that illuminated the thoroughfares below. Hovering vehicles, sleek and agile, swarmed the bustling skies, maneuvering effortlessly through meticulously crafted air lanes, while commuters traversed labyrinthine walkways, their faces obscured by augmented reality visors projected upon sleek, chromatic headsets. Merging seamlessly with their synthetic devices, citizens accessed shared neural networks, supercharging their cognitive abilities and augmenting the very fabric of their beings. Traversing a network of gleaming monorails, which hummed with a barely perceivable energy, a lone figure stood at the center of a bustling platform. Clad in a form-fitting, luminescent jumpsuit that mirrored the ever-changing hues of the city, their gaze pierced through the relentless movement of the metropolis, unveiling a captivating combination of curiosity and determination in their eyes. The air thrummed with an anticipatory pulsation, a palpable sense that a pivotal moment was about to unfold. The leviathan clock, adorning the central plaza, struck an invisible chord, resonating through the very core of the city. The denizens of Nova Metropia paused in unison amidst their relentless pursuits, their gazes shifting upwards to the vast expanse of the azure sky. As the first light of day tainted the heavens with a mesmerizing kaleidoscope of color, a colossal spacecraft descended from the stars, buoyed by an ethereal thrumming. Its majestic form eclipsed the sun, casting a temporary eclipse upon the rapidly rousing city below. The spacecraft's sleek contours defied both earthly gravity and human comprehension, bearing testament to a technological prowess beyond imagination. Commotion rippled like waves through the platform, whispers of awe swept across the masses as the vessel touched down upon the landing pad, stirring the air with the tremor of its arrival. A hatch slowly materialized, hissing with the venting of pressurized gases. The figure, filled with a mystical magnetism, embarked towards the spacecraft's threshold, venturing into the unknown. With bated breath, the inhabitants of Nova Metropia collectively braced for the dawn of a new era. A chorus of hope and trepidation echoed through the streets, as humanity, on the precipice of unparalleled discovery, prepared to embrace their cosmic destiny. The stars aligned, and a tale of cosmic odyssey began, etching its mark upon the annals of time.
    A captivating watercolor painting depicting a Portrait of a beautiful seductive 18 years old girl in a dreamlike landscape where reality and fantasy seamlessly merge. Colorful flowers bloom in abundance, releasing their enchanting fragrance into the air. The flora varies from delicate pastel hues to bold, vibrant colors, creating a symphony of visual and olfactory delight. The flowers appear to have a life of their own, as if they hold the essence of the soul, and their fragrance is carried by the gentle breeze, caressing the skin with a sense of pure bliss.
    A captivating watercolor painting depicting a dreamlike landscape where reality and fantasy seamlessly merge. Colorful flowers bloom in abundance, releasing their enchanting fragrance into the air. The flora varies from delicate pastel hues to bold, vibrant colors, creating a symphony of visual and olfactory delight. The flowers appear to have a life of their own, as if they hold the essence of the soul, and their fragrance is carried by the gentle breeze, caressing the skin with a sense of pure bliss.
    (World in balance between light and darkness:1.4, surreal depiction of day and night merging, celestial duality) (Distort it all you can:1.4, warped perspectives, bending horizons, melting landscapes) (reflective surfaces:1.3, mirrors reflecting dual realms, shimmering lakes, glossy skies) (crumbling elements:1.2, disintegrating mountains, fading realities, decaying structures) (dreamlike realm:1.3, floating islands:1.2, drifting above ethereal seas, cloud-like land masses) (ethereal atmosphere:1.3, misty surroundings, glowing horizons, soft luminescence)
    A cyber-mystic dragon coils through a storm-lit sky over a neon-drenched metropolis, its iridescent scales pulsing with electric hues of gold, sapphire, and emerald. Lightning crackles across its sinuous form, illuminating ancient Chinese calligraphy—symbols of immortality and destiny—glowing like circuitry along its body. Its piercing amber eyes scan the city below, where holographic advertisements flicker across towering skyscrapers, cascading streams of data reflecting in rain-slicked streets. A lone figure stands atop a rusted rooftop, clad in a battle-worn jumpsuit patched with the scars of survival. Their augmented reality visor projects shimmering digital constellations, blending the echoes of lost myths with the fractured hope of a cyberpunk future. The dragon’s tail leaves a trail of golden stardust, merging past and future, legend and technology, in a breathtaking collision of celestial power and dystopian dreams.
    (((naturally interacting with the environment:1.5))),(((seamless:1.5))),((strong environmental light)),((hard shadows)),(merge realms of the extreme surreal and the toxic punk in a tapestry of dualities),enigmatic beings with ethereal silhouettes,digital dreamscape.Illuminate the scene with the pulse of a celestial bloom,(casting hues that bridge both cosmic and cybernetic realms).(Blend brushstrokes harmoniously),fusing elements of traditional artistry with glitched fragments of a pixelated mosaic.Embrace asymmetry,where the organic and the synthetic collide in a dynamic composition.(Infuse a shifting timeless vibrant palette).Integrate augmented reality surprises.by Lekrot.fusion of art styles,transcend boundaries and conjure a visual symphony that harmonizes the present elements.((highest resolution)),(best quality),((extremely sharp focus)),(((red:3))) <lora:add-detail-xl:1> <lora:MJ52:0.5>
    A cyber-mystic dragon coils through a storm-lit sky over a neon-drenched metropolis, its iridescent scales pulsing with electric hues of gold, sapphire, and emerald. Lightning crackles across its sinuous form, illuminating ancient Chinese calligraphy—symbols of immortality and destiny—glowing like circuitry along its body. Its piercing amber eyes scan the city below, where holographic advertisements flicker across towering skyscrapers, cascading streams of data reflecting in rain-slicked streets. A lone figure stands atop a rusted rooftop, clad in a battle-worn jumpsuit patched with the scars of survival. Their augmented reality visor projects shimmering digital constellations, blending the echoes of lost myths with the fractured hope of a cyberpunk future. The dragon’s tail leaves a trail of golden stardust, merging past and future, legend and technology, in a breathtaking collision of celestial power and dystopian dreams.
    In the flickering candlelight, in a secluded studio, the fantasy artist plunges into his world of imagination. His brush slides across the canvas, creating bizarre creatures, their bodies woven from iridescent colors. Like an alchemist, he mixes shades, turning them into shimmering armor and sparkling gems. His eagle-like eyes closely follow every stroke, bringing to life characters endowed with soul and emotions. His hands, like those of a magician, animate mythical creatures, their movements are captured on canvas with grace and precision. The scent of oil paints and incense is in the air, creating an atmosphere of mystery and inspiration. The artist works tirelessly, his imagination takes him to a wonderland where reality is intertwined with fantasy. As his work takes shape, the master breathes a piece of his soul into it. Every brush stroke is a spell, every creation is the embodiment of his dreams. In this silence and solitude, the fantasy artist creates his own world where magic and imagination merge together, leaving an indelible mark on the canvas and in the hearts of those who see his creations.
    In the flickering candlelight, in a secluded studio, the fantasy artist plunges into his world of imagination. His brush slides across the canvas, creating bizarre creatures, their bodies woven from iridescent colors. Like an alchemist, he mixes shades, turning them into shimmering armor and sparkling gems. His eagle-like eyes closely follow every stroke, bringing to life characters endowed with soul and emotions. His hands, like those of a magician, animate mythical creatures, their movements are captured on canvas with grace and precision. The scent of oil paints and incense is in the air, creating an atmosphere of mystery and inspiration. The artist works tirelessly, his imagination takes him to a wonderland where reality is intertwined with fantasy. As his work takes shape, the master breathes a piece of his soul into it. Every brush stroke is a spell, every creation is the embodiment of his dreams. In this silence and solitude, the fantasy artist creates his own world where magic and imagination merge together, leaving an indelible mark on the canvas and in the hearts of those who see his creations.
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (airship pirates of the high winds), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    dark gloomy, atmospheric thriller photo, ( Look! Look! upon tye tripod through the smoke Of slain things kindled, and fine frankincense. Look - deep beyond the phantoms these evoke Are sightless halls where spirit stifles sense. There do I open the old book of Fate Wherein They pictured me delight and me Flushed with the dawn of rapture laureate And leaping with laughter of ecstasy. Mine eyes grow aged with that hieroglyph Of doom that I have sought: the fatal end. That which is written is written, even if Great Zeus himself - great Zeus! - were to befriend. Even in the Spring of the first floral kiss: "No happy end the gods have given for this."), mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, contrasting shadows, lit from below, faint rust colours, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic,))
    dark gloomy, atmospheric thriller photo, ( Look! Look! upon the tripod through the smoke Of slain things kindled, and fine frankincense. Look - deep beyond the phantoms these evoke Are sightless halls where spirit stifles sense. There do I open the old book of Fate Wherein They pictured me delight and me Flushed with the dawn of rapture laureate And leaping with laughter of ecstasy. Mine eyes grow aged with that hieroglyph Of doom that I have sought: the fatal end. That which is written is written, even if Great Zeus himself - great Zeus! - were to befriend. Even in the Spring of the first floral kiss: "No happy end the gods have given for this."), mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, contrasting shadows, lit from below, faint rust colours, expansive, highest quality photo, epic realism, Getty Images, ultrarealistic,))
    dark gloomy, atmospheric thriller photo, ( Look! Look! upon the tripod through the smoke Of slain things kindled, and fine frankincense. Look - deep beyond the phantoms these evoke Are sightless halls where spirit stifles sense. There do I open the old book of Fate Wherein They pictured me delight and me Flushed with the dawn of rapture laureate And leaping with laughter of ecstasy. Mine eyes grow aged with that hieroglyph Of doom that I have sought: the fatal end. That which is written is written, even if Great Zeus himself - great Zeus! - were to befriend. Even in the Spring of the first floral kiss: "No happy end the gods have given for this."), mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, contrasting shadows, lit from below, faint rust colours, expansive, highest quality photo, epic realism, Getty Images, ultrarealistic,))
    dark gloomy, atmospheric thriller photo, ( Look! Look! upon tye tripod through the smoke Of slain things kindled, and fine frankincense. Look - deep beyond the phantoms these evoke Are sightless halls where spirit stifles sense. There do I open the old book of Fate Wherein They pictured me delight and me Flushed with the dawn of rapture laureate And leaping with laughter of ecstasy. Mine eyes grow aged with that hieroglyph Of doom that I have sought: the fatal end. That which is written is written, even if Great Zeus himself - great Zeus! - were to befriend. Even in the Spring of the first floral kiss: "No happy end the gods have given for this."), mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, contrasting shadows, lit from below, faint rust colours, expansive, highest quality photo, epic realism, Getty Images, ultrarealistic,))
    dark gloomy, atmospheric thriller photo, ( Look! Look! upon tye tripod through the smoke Of slain things kindled, and fine frankincense. Look - deep beyond the phantoms these evoke Are sightless halls where spirit stifles sense. There do I open the old book of Fate Wherein They pictured me delight and me Flushed with the dawn of rapture laureate And leaping with laughter of ecstasy. Mine eyes grow aged with that hieroglyph Of doom that I have sought: the fatal end. That which is written is written, even if Great Zeus himself - great Zeus! - were to befriend. Even in the Spring of the first floral kiss: "No happy end the gods have given for this."), mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, contrasting shadows, lit from below, faint rust colours, expansive, highest quality photo, epic realism, Getty Images, ultrarealistic,))
    vibrant cinematic photo, (As we read Love and Death in either's eyes, We see the cool mild splendour of the dawn Damned by some tragic throw of murderous dice To slash like lightning over lea and lawn Jagged and horrible across the curtain Of heaven, writing ruin, ruin - we see Our certain joy marred with a doubly certain Soul shattering anguish. - Bah! To you and me Such loathing, such despair are little things. We are afloat on the flood-tide of lust - A lust more spiritual than life, that stings Till death and hell dissolve i' the aftergust. So? But the Gods avert their faces, bend Their holy brows, and see - no happy end.), mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, contrasting shadows, lit from below, faint rust colours, expansive, highest quality photo, best quality, epic realism, Getty Images, ultrarealistic,))
    A luminous, abstract vision inspired by the essence of white roses, crimson stems, and a radiant blue moon, evoking a surreal, celestial dreamscape. The 'woman' is hinted at through flowing strands of white light and shadow, her form subtly woven into the glowing landscape, present yet ethereal. The 'roses' dissolve into abstract shapes of pure white and red light, their petals and stems suggested by fluid lines and geometric patterns, transcending literal representation. The 'blue moon' becomes a vast, glowing orb of deep azure, casting an otherworldly radiance over the scene below. The 'landscape' is a textured expanse of shimmering blue and white gradients, evoking a celestial void or a dreamlike horizon. Minimalist and abstract, the composition celebrates the interplay of light, color, and form, deconstructing reality into a glowing symphony of nature’s essence. Imagine the silent hum of light, the abstract fragrance of celestial roses, and the cool embrace of moonlight. This is a surreal fusion of rose and moon, where white, red, and blue merge in a luminous, abstract dance. 8K UHD, cinematic tonemapping, soft volumetric lighting, extreme shallow depth of field, abstract expressionism with color field and surrealist influences, glowing nature motif.
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (rugged gritty, sky pirates on an airship), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (airship pirates of the high winds), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (rugged gritty, sky pirates on an airship), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (airship pirates of the high winds), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (rugged gritty, sky pirates on an airship), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (airship pirates of the high winds), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (airship pirates of the high winds), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (pirate airship), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (airship pirates of the high winds), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (pirate airship), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (pirate airship), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (pirate airship), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    beautifully detailed and dreamy, cinematic photo, (sky piracy), outdoors, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, warm light, lit from below, faint, expansive, highest quality photo, Getty Images, ultrarealistic, strong bokeh, experimental angles)
    dark gloomy, atmospheric thriller photo, ( Look! Look! upon tye tripod through the smoke Of slain things kindled, and fine frankincense. Look - deep beyond the phantoms these evoke Are sightless halls where spirit stifles sense. There do I open the old book of Fate Wherein They pictured me delight and me Flushed with the dawn of rapture laureate And leaping with laughter of ecstasy. Mine eyes grow aged with that hieroglyph Of doom that I have sought: the fatal end. That which is written is written, even if Great Zeus himself - great Zeus! - were to befriend. Even in the Spring of the first floral kiss: "No happy end the gods have given for this."), mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, contrasting shadows, lit from below, faint rust colours, expansive, highest quality photo, epic realism, Getty Images, ultrarealistic,))
    dark gloomy, atmospheric thriller photo, ( Look! Look! upon tye tripod through the smoke Of slain things kindled, and fine frankincense. Look - deep beyond the phantoms these evoke Are sightless halls where spirit stifles sense. There do I open the old book of Fate Wherein They pictured me delight and me Flushed with the dawn of rapture laureate And leaping with laughter of ecstasy. Mine eyes grow aged with that hieroglyph Of doom that I have sought: the fatal end. That which is written is written, even if Great Zeus himself - great Zeus! - were to befriend. Even in the Spring of the first floral kiss: "No happy end the gods have given for this."), mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, contrasting shadows, lit from below, faint rust colours, expansive, highest quality photo, epic realism, Getty Images, ultrarealistic,))
    dark gloomy, atmospheric thriller photo, (Save death alone! I see no happy end, No happy end for this divine beginning. Child! Let us front a fate too ill to mend, Take joy in suffering for the sake of sinning. Ay! from your lips I pluck the purple seed Of that pomegranate sleek Persephone Tasted in hell; the irrevocable deed I do and it is done. Naught else could be For us, the chosen of so severe a god To act so high a tragedy, the elect To suffer so, and so rejoice, the rod And scourge of our own shame, the gilt and decked Oxen that go to our own sacrifice At our own concecrated shrine of vice.), mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, contrasting shadows, lit from below, faint rust colours, expansive, highest quality photo, epic realism, Getty Images, ultrarealistic,))
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    A captivating watercolor painting depicting a dreamlike landscape where reality and fantasy seamlessly merge. Colorful flowers bloom in abundance, releasing their enchanting fragrance into the air. The flora varies from delicate pastel hues to bold, vibrant colors, creating a symphony of visual and olfactory delight. The flowers appear to have a life of their own, as if they hold the essence of the soul, and their fragrance is carried by the gentle breeze, caressing the skin with a sense of pure bliss.
    In the flickering candlelight, in a secluded studio, the fantasy artist plunges into his world of imagination. His brush slides across the canvas, creating bizarre creatures, their bodies woven from iridescent colors. Like an alchemist, he mixes shades, turning them into shimmering armor and sparkling gems. His eagle-like eyes closely follow every stroke, bringing to life characters endowed with soul and emotions. His hands, like those of a magician, animate mythical creatures, their movements are captured on canvas with grace and precision. The scent of oil paints and incense is in the air, creating an atmosphere of mystery and inspiration. The artist works tirelessly, his imagination takes him to a wonderland where reality is intertwined with fantasy. As his work takes shape, the master breathes a piece of his soul into it. Every brush stroke is a spell, every creation is the embodiment of his dreams. In this silence and solitude, the fantasy artist creates his own world where magic and imagination merge together, leaving an indelible mark on the canvas and in the hearts of those who see his creations.
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    a surrealistic realm where a woman's mastery of baking becomes a catalyst for profound change in the world. Her very presence defies conventional reality as she merges seamlessly with the whimsical essence of her craft, surrealist painting that transcends the boundaries of logic and invites viewers into a dreamlike state. The forms are distorted and fantastical, blurring the lines between the woman and her extraordinary baked creations. Each brushstroke captures the essence of her unconventional spirit and the surreal journey she undertakes, in the style of Salvador Dalí and René Magritte, a world where the laws of physics bend to the woman's will. Gravity defies as cakes float mid-air, and pastries transform into whimsical creatures. The ambiance is imbued with a sense of wonder and possibility, as the surreal environment reflects the profound impact of her innovative baking techniques, high-resolution surrealist masterpiece, where every stroke of the brush evokes intrigue and awe. From the enchanting details of the woman's ethereal presence to the surreal elements that defy logic, the artwork beckons viewers to explore the transformative power of baking through a surreal lens
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    In the flickering candlelight, in a secluded studio, the fantasy artist plunges into his world of imagination. His brush slides across the canvas, creating bizarre creatures, their bodies woven from iridescent colors. Like an alchemist, he mixes shades, turning them into shimmering armor and sparkling gems. His eagle-like eyes closely follow every stroke, bringing to life characters endowed with soul and emotions. His hands, like those of a magician, animate mythical creatures, their movements are captured on canvas with grace and precision. The scent of oil paints and incense is in the air, creating an atmosphere of mystery and inspiration. The artist works tirelessly, his imagination takes him to a wonderland where reality is intertwined with fantasy. As his work takes shape, the master breathes a piece of his soul into it. Every brush stroke is a spell, every creation is the embodiment of his dreams. In this silence and solitude, the fantasy artist creates his own world where magic and imagination merge together, leaving an indelible mark on the canvas and in the hearts of those who see his creations.
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    In the grim reality of the future, amidst chaos and destruction, a new kind of being emerged—a female android from a distant tomorrow. This world was filled with advanced technologies and intricate mechanisms that allowed for the creation of robots with incredible quality and skill. She was the embodiment of perfection—every detail of her skinny biomechanical body and mysterious, intricately neat cutouts for each breast was meticulously crafted. Her innocent face with a youthful, chaste blush, unique and captivating, immediately drew attention. Deep and vivid colors made her appearance unforgettable, and the cinematic effect enhanced her impressive presence. Her name was Astrid. With a daring hairstyle reminiscent of a mohawk, she stood out among other robots and humans. Her large, expressive eyes, innocent yet stern and vulnerable, despite their strange and non-human appearance and the resentment and vengeance in her gaze, radiated mystery and uniqueness. Astrid was created using the most advanced technologies, her mechanisms incredibly complex and precise. She could draw and create works of art with the same ease as a human. But her art was on another level—the graphic level of her creations resembled the complex chemical structures of estradiol, estriol, estrone, and progesterone, which was thoroughly saturated her innocent biomechanical body. Her emergence from the box was akin to the birth of a star. She was unique, unparalleled, and completely unlike any other. Astrid was created for a new reality without any restrictions where robotics and human art merged into one,creating a world that was completely NSFW and provocative to watch, which was both outspoken, frightening and fascinating. In this new reality, she was the perfect girl-robot, a symbol of the future, as complex and detailed as her own biomechanical body and magical bust cutouts. And in this dark yet wondrous world, Astrid left her indelible mark, embodying the ideal of feminine strength and intellect, despite all the limitations and challenges of the new era.
    In the grim reality of the future, amidst chaos and destruction, a new kind of being emerged—a girl android from a distant tomorrow. This world was saturated with advanced technologies and intricate mechanisms that allowed the creation of robots with incredible quality and craftsmanship. She was the embodiment of perfection—every detail of her slender biomechanical body and mysterious, intricately designed chest was meticulously crafted. Her innocent face with a youthful, chaste blush, unique and mesmerizing, immediately drew attention. Deep and vivid colors made her appearance unforgettable, and the cinematic effect enhanced her impressive presence. Her name was Astrid. With a daring hairstyle reminiscent of a mohawk, she stood out among other robots and humans. Her large, expressive, innocent, yet stern and vulnerable eyes, despite their strange and inhuman appearance, and the look of hurt and revenge in them, radiated mystery and uniqueness. Astrid was created using the most advanced technologies, her mechanisms incredibly complex and precise. She could draw and create works of art with the same ease as a human. But her art was on another level—the graphic nature of her creations resembled the intricate chemical structures of estradiol, estriol, estrone, and progesterone. Her emergence from the box was akin to the birth of a star. She was unique, unparalleled, and unlike any other. Astrid was designed for a new reality where robotics and human art merged into one, creating a world slightly unsafe for viewing content, which was both frightening and mesmerizing. In this new reality, she was the perfect girl-robot, a symbol of the future, as complex and detailed as her own biomechanical body and magical chest. And in this grim but astonishing world, Astrid left her indelible mark, embodying the ideal of feminine strength and intellect, despite all the limitations and challenges of the new era.
    A captivating watercolor painting depicting a Portrait of a beautiful seductive 18 years old girl in a dreamlike landscape where reality and fantasy seamlessly merge. Colorful flowers bloom in abundance, releasing their enchanting fragrance into the air. The flora varies from delicate pastel hues to bold, vibrant colors, creating a symphony of visual and olfactory delight. The flowers appear to have a life of their own, as if they hold the essence of the soul, and their fragrance is carried by the gentle breeze, caressing the skin with a sense of pure bliss.
    deep and vibrant cinematic photo, (The WerePigeon!), She was bitten by a pigeon near a toxic trash bin and now undergoes a horrible transformation into a part-human-part-pigeon creature at the sight of a full waste bin! Part human and part pigeon, seeing a full garbage bin transforms her into the WerePigeon! Outdoors, urban, mixed planes of existence/ merging realities/ blended dimensions. :((breathtaking surrealism, exquisitely detailed, experimental angles, lit from below, expansive, highest quality photo, epic realism, Getty Images, ultrarealistic,))
    In the bleak reality of the future, amidst chaos and destruction, a new kind of being emerged—a girl android from the distant tomorrow. This world was filled with advanced technologies and complex mechanisms, enabling the creation of robots with incredible quality and artistry. She was the embodiment of perfection—every detail of her biomechanical body was meticulously crafted. Her face, unique and mesmerizing, instantly drew attention. Deep and bright colors made her appearance unforgettable, while the cinematic effect enhanced her impressive presence. Her name was Astrid. With a bold mohawk hairstyle, she stood out among other robots and humans. Her large expressive eyes, despite their strange and inhuman appearance, exuded mystery and uniqueness. Astrid was created using the most advanced technologies; her mechanisms were incredibly complex and precise. She could draw and create artworks with the same ease as a human. But her art was on another level—the graphic quality of her creations resembled the complex chemical structures of estradiol, estriol, estrone, and progesterone. Her unboxing was akin to the birth of a star. She was unique, unrepeatable, and completely unlike any other. Astrid was made for a new reality where robotics and human art merged, creating a world that was both frightening and captivating. In this new reality, she was the perfect robot woman, a symbol of the future, as intricate and detailed as her own biomechanical body. And in this dark but wondrous world, Astrid left an indelible mark, embodying the ideal of feminine strength and intellect, despite all the limitations and challenges of the new era.
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    In the bleak reality of the future, amidst chaos and destruction, a new kind of being emerged—a girl android from the distant tomorrow. This world was filled with advanced technologies and complex mechanisms, allowing for the creation of robots with incredible quality and artistry. She was the embodiment of perfection—every detail of her biomechanical body and the mysteriously detailed, deliberately emphasized chest was meticulously crafted. Her innocent face, with a youthful, chaste blush of shyness, unique and mesmerizing, instantly drew attention. Deep and vibrant colors made her appearance unforgettable, while the cinematic effect enhanced her impressive presence. Her name was Astrid. With a daring mohawk hairstyle, she stood out among other robots and humans. Her large, expressive eyes, both innocent and stern, with a vulnerable edge, despite their strange and inhuman appearance and the hurt and vengeance in her gaze, radiated mystery and uniqueness. Astrid was created using the most advanced technologies; her mechanisms were incredibly complex and precise. She could draw and create artworks with the same ease as a human. But her art was on another level—the graphic quality of her creations resembled the complex chemical structures of estradiol, estriol, estrone, and progesterone. Her emergence from the box was akin to the birth of a star. She was unique, unrepeatable, and completely unlike any other. Astrid was made for a new reality where robotics and human art merged, creating a world that was both frightening and captivating. In this new reality, she was the perfect girl-android, a symbol of the future, as intricate and detailed as her own biomechanical body and the magical, deliberately emphasized chest. And in this dark but wondrous world, Astrid left an indelible mark, embodying the ideal of feminine strength and intellect, despite all the limitations and challenges of the new era.
    In the grim reality of the future, amidst chaos and destruction, a new kind of being emerged—a girl android from a distant tomorrow. This world was saturated with advanced technologies and intricate mechanisms that allowed the creation of robots with incredible quality and craftsmanship. She was the embodiment of perfection—every detail of her slender biomechanical body and mysterious, intricately designed chest was meticulously crafted. Her innocent face with a youthful, chaste blush, unique and mesmerizing, immediately drew attention. Deep and vivid colors made her appearance unforgettable, and the cinematic effect enhanced her impressive presence. Her name was Astrid. With a daring hairstyle reminiscent of a mohawk, she stood out among other robots and humans. Her large, expressive, innocent, yet stern and vulnerable eyes, despite their strange and inhuman appearance, and the look of hurt and revenge in them, radiated mystery and uniqueness. Astrid was created using the most advanced technologies, her mechanisms incredibly complex and precise. She could draw and create works of art with the same ease as a human. But her art was on another level—the graphic nature of her creations resembled the intricate chemical structures of estradiol, estriol, estrone, and progesterone. Her emergence from the box was akin to the birth of a star. She was unique, unparalleled, and unlike any other. Astrid was designed for a new reality where robotics and human art merged into one, creating a world slightly unsafe for viewing content, which was both frightening and mesmerizing. In this new reality, she was the perfect girl-robot, a symbol of the future, as complex and detailed as her own biomechanical body and magical chest. And in this grim but astonishing world, Astrid left her indelible mark, embodying the ideal of feminine strength and intellect, despite all the limitations and challenges of the new era.
    In the bleak reality of the future, amidst chaos and destruction, a new kind of being emerged—a girl android from the distant tomorrow. This world was filled with advanced technologies and complex mechanisms, enabling the creation of robots with incredible quality and artistry. She was the embodiment of perfection—every detail of her biomechanical body was meticulously crafted. Her innocent face with a youthful chaste blush, unique and mesmerizing, instantly drew attention. Deep and bright colors made her appearance unforgettable, while the cinematic effect enhanced her impressive presence. Her name was Astrid. With a bold mohawk hairstyle, she stood out among other robots and humans. Her large, expressive, innocent, and stern vulnerable eyes, despite their strange and inhuman appearance, and the hurt and vengeance in her gaze, exuded mystery and uniqueness. Astrid was created using the most advanced technologies; her mechanisms were incredibly complex and precise. She could draw and create artworks with the same ease as a human. But her art was on another level—the graphic quality of her creations resembled the complex chemical structures of estradiol, estriol, estrone, and progesterone. Her unboxing was akin to the birth of a star. She was unique, unrepeatable, and completely unlike any other. Astrid was made for a new reality where robotics and human art merged, creating a world that was both frightening and captivating. In this new reality, she was the perfect girl-android, a symbol of the future, as intricate and detailed as her own biomechanical body. And in this dark but wondrous world, Astrid left an indelible mark, embodying the ideal of feminine strength and intellect, despite all the limitations and challenges of the new era.
    In the grim reality of the future, amidst chaos and destruction, a new kind of being emerged—a girl android from a distant tomorrow. This world was saturated with advanced technologies and intricate mechanisms that allowed the creation of robots with incredible quality and craftsmanship. She was the embodiment of perfection—every detail of her skinny biomechanical body and mysterious, intricately designed chest was meticulously crafted. Her innocent face with a youthful, chaste blush, unique and mesmerizing, immediately drew attention. Deep and vivid colors made her appearance unforgettable, and the cinematic effect enhanced her impressive presence. Her name was Astrid. With a daring hairstyle reminiscent of a mohawk, she stood out among other robots and humans. Her large, expressive, innocent, yet stern and vulnerable eyes, despite their strange and inhuman appearance, and the look of hurt and revenge in them, radiated mystery and uniqueness. Astrid was created using the most advanced technologies, her mechanisms incredibly complex and precise. She could draw and create works of art with the same ease as a human. But her art was on another level—the graphic nature of her creations resembled the intricate chemical structures of estradiol, estriol, estrone, and progesterone. Her emergence from the box was akin to the birth of a star. She was unique, unparalleled, and unlike any other. Astrid was designed for a new reality where robotics and human art merged into one, creating a world half unsafe for viewing content, which was both frightening and mesmerizing. In this new reality, she was the perfect girl-robot, a symbol of the future, as complex and detailed as her own biomechanical body and magical chest. And in this grim but astonishing world, Astrid left her indelible mark, embodying the ideal of feminine strength and intellect, despite all the limitations and challenges of the new era.
    In the grim reality of the future, amidst chaos and destruction, a new kind of being emerged—a female android from a distant tomorrow. This world was filled with advanced technologies and intricate mechanisms that allowed for the creation of robots with incredible quality and skill. She was the embodiment of perfection—every detail of her skinny biomechanical body and mysterious, intricately detailed chest was meticulously crafted. Her innocent face with a youthful, chaste blush, unique and captivating, immediately drew attention. Deep and vivid colors made her appearance unforgettable, and the cinematic effect enhanced her impressive presence. Her name was Astrid. With a daring hairstyle reminiscent of a mohawk, she stood out among other robots and humans. Her large, expressive eyes, innocent yet stern and vulnerable, despite their strange and non-human appearance and the resentment and vengeance in her gaze, radiated mystery and uniqueness. Astrid was created using the most advanced technologies, her mechanisms incredibly complex and precise. She could draw and create works of art with the same ease as a human. But her art was on another level—the graphic level of her creations resembled the complex chemical structures of estradiol, estriol, estrone, and progesterone, which permeated her innocent biomechanical body. Her emergence from the box was akin to the birth of a star. She was unique, unparalleled, and completely unlike any other. Astrid was created for a new reality where robotics and human art merged into one, creating a world almost unsafe for viewing, which was both terrifying and mesmerizing. In this new reality, she was the perfect girl-robot, a symbol of the future, as complex and detailed as her own biomechanical body and magical chest. And in this dark yet wondrous world, Astrid left her indelible mark, embodying the ideal of feminine strength and intellect, despite all the limitations and challenges of the new era.
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    A captivating watercolor painting depicting a dreamlike landscape where reality and fantasy seamlessly merge. Colorful flowers bloom in abundance, releasing their enchanting fragrance into the air. The flora varies from delicate pastel hues to bold, vibrant colors, creating a symphony of visual and olfactory delight. The flowers appear to have a life of their own, as if they hold the essence of the soul, and their fragrance is carried by the gentle breeze, caressing the skin with a sense of pure bliss.
    A captivating watercolor painting depicting a dreamlike landscape where reality and fantasy seamlessly merge. Colorful flowers bloom in abundance, releasing their enchanting fragrance into the air. The flora varies from delicate pastel hues to bold, vibrant colors, creating a symphony of visual and olfactory delight. The flowers appear to have a life of their own, as if they hold the essence of the soul, and their fragrance is carried by the gentle breeze, caressing the skin with a sense of pure bliss.

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