most handsome young man, european features, short blond platinum hair, college professor, black clothing, dynamic pose, storybook art, university campus in the background, stern expression, muscular, extremely attractive, sexy, professional eyes design, breathtaking, artwork by Charlie Bowater and Greg Rutkowski
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most handsome young man, european features, short blond platinum hair, college professor, black clothing, dynamic pose, storybook art, university campus in the background, stern expression, muscular, extremely attractive, sexy, professional eyes design, breathtaking, artwork by Charlie Bowater and Greg Rutkowski
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most handsome young man, european features, short blond platinum hair, college professor, black clothing, dynamic pose, storybook art, university campus in the background, stern expression, muscular, extremely attractive, sexy, professional eyes design, breathtaking, artwork by Charlie Bowater and Greg Rutkowski
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most handsome young man, european features, short blond platinum hair, college professor, black clothing, dynamic pose, storybook art, university campus in the background, stern expression, muscular, extremely attractive, sexy, professional eyes design, breathtaking, artwork by Charlie Bowater and Greg Rutkowski
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most handsome young man, european features, short blond platinum hair, college professor, black clothing, dynamic pose, storybook art, university campus in the background, stern expression, muscular, extremely attractive, sexy, professional eyes design, breathtaking, artwork by Charlie Bowater and Greg Rutkowski
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most handsome young man, european features, short blond platinum hair, college professor, black clothing, dynamic pose, storybook art, university campus in the background, stern expression, muscular, extremely attractive, sexy, professional eyes design, breathtaking, artwork by Charlie Bowater and Greg Rutkowski
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most handsome young man, european features, short blond platinum hair, college professor, black clothing, dynamic pose, storybook art, university campus in the background, stern expression, muscular, extremely attractive, sexy, professional eyes design, breathtaking, artwork by Charlie Bowater and Greg Rutkowski
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most handsome young man, european features, short blond platinum hair, college professor, black clothing, dynamic pose, storybook art, university campus in the background, stern expression, muscular, extremely attractive, sexy, professional eyes design, breathtaking, artwork by Charlie Bowater and Greg Rutkowski
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annotated mixed-media etching on ancient, softly faded parchment by William Blake, Ismail Inceoglu, and Dave McKean On the shores of the forgotten sea, where the waters whisper secrets, ancient ruins loom. Their stones are worn by time and tide, yet they stand resilient, guardians of histories submerged beneath the waves, where every tide brings a tale, and every wave sings of bygone eras.
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annotated mixed-media etching on ancient, softly faded parchment by William Blake, Ismail Inceoglu, and Dave McKean On the shores of the forgotten sea, where the waters whisper secrets, ancient ruins loom. Their stones are worn by time and tide, yet they stand resilient, guardians of histories submerged beneath the waves, where every tide brings a tale, and every wave sings of bygone eras.
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The picture portrays a serene ancient Chinese courtyard, where in the spring, vibrant green willow trees cascade, and a gentle breeze sways the tender blossoms of primroses. At the center of the courtyard stands an exquisite pavilion, adorned with an elegant string of wind chimes hanging above. On one side of the pavilion, a small white dog is present. Surrounding the courtyard are ancient brick walls, adorned with vines of fresh green, creating an atmosphere of tranquil and peaceful times. As the sun sets in the sky, casting its warm glow across every corner of the courtyard, the fading daylight adds a touch of warmth to the entire scene. In the distance, mountain ranges become faintly visible in the twilight. The entire composition exudes a subtle ancient charm, evoking a sense of tranquility from times long past.
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Its cobbled streets, cracked and overgrown with weeds, wind through the village, leading travelers past dilapidated houses and abandoned storefronts. A sense of eerie stillness pervades the air, punctuated only by the distant echoes of rustling leaves and the occasional creaking of decaying wooden structures. Broken remnants of a once-proud fountain in the town square stand as a melancholic testament to Conyberry's faded glory.
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ultra photorealistic beautiful milf woman, in a (hillbilly-merge-socialite) setting of (((((forced perpective, repeating, horizon, infinite, complexity, extra detail, ((random jagged object morphing into another random smooth object of opposite colour)),, using hyper ultra photorealistic (( { phosphorous light emitting, Realistic Mad Magazine sexy } )) photorealistic styling, deep focus, fixed point, ultra hires ))))), Alldimensional, Megapixel,, Divine, Visual Perception, Beautiful Lighting, Accent Lighting, Ray Tracing Reflections, Ray Traced, TXAA, VFX, 1girl,, perfect hands,
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In the old library there was a mysterious and ancient elder who smiled
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Within the flickering glow, mysteries long-buried stir from their dreaming. Where fingers free the dust of centuries, treasures more splendid than dreams are revealed. Gasps ring off stone as the watchers lean near - for nestled in the sand lies a pair of blades fashioned by hands long crumbled to dust. One gleams dull as the gray of iron tempered through trials of battle now lost to the shifting sands. But gold, yellow as the sun its nobility was pledged to, marks the other - a regent's weapon, fit to guard a god-king on his voyage into eternity. Though flesh has returned to Nile's flow and mortal hands wield such tools no more, the souls of these weapons sing through the shroud of ages, magic and iron joined to bear witness while the circlings of Ra's chariot work changes on all beneath the sky. Their songs shall echo where pharaoh rests until Time unveils her final dawn.
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Where the winds do howl,And the sand dunes shift with each passing scowl,There lies a power, ancient and wise,The Elder Magic of the Demon Queen's guise.She walks the desert with such grace,Her hair like ice, her eyes ablaze,With power that could move the stars,And stir the land with her fierce memoirsHer power flows like the sands of the land,Unyielding and fierce, yet under command,With a flick of her wrist, she can summon a storm,Or still the winds and bring peace to the norm.Her voice echoes like a haunting melody,Calling forth spirits from realms unseen,And with her magic, she weaves a spell,That can take you to places you've never befell.The Demon Queen is feared, yet also revered,For her knowledge and power, unchallenged and clear,Her magic is old, from a time long gone,But it still holds sway, as it has for eons.
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Through the dancing veils of dust, a glimmer stirs memory of mysteries past. Where lamplight plays upon the shrouds of centuries, familiar shapes take form once more. Wrapped in faded silks left by drifting eons, features peek forth - a visage untouched since time forgot its name and place. One slender hand reaches as if to grasp again a scepter ruling realms where even immortals pace in shadow. Hollows that once cradled eyes gazing on splendors beyond mortal sight now hold relics of awe for dreamers alone. And about the dusky brow still lingers halo of glory Time's shroud could never lift. So in gloamings and on wisps of sighs borne through the mist shall this child-monarch keep his silent vigil, sentinel of secrets graven in shattered stones but never for mortal hands to lift - until dawn shall loose once more the clues of mysteries night makes hers alone.
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Through the dancing veils of dust, a glimmer stirs memory of mysteries past. Where lamplight plays upon the shrouds of centuries, familiar shapes take form once more. Wrapped in faded silks left by drifting eons, features peek forth - a visage untouched since time forgot its name and place. One slender hand reaches as if to grasp again a scepter ruling realms where even immortals pace in shadow. Hollows that once cradled eyes gazing on splendors beyond mortal sight now hold relics of awe for dreamers alone. And about the dusky brow still lingers halo of glory Time's shroud could never lift. So in gloamings and on wisps of sighs borne through the mist shall this child-monarch keep his silent vigil, sentinel of secrets graven in shattered stones but never for mortal hands to lift - until dawn shall loose once more the clues of mysteries night makes hers alone.
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：Create a full-length portrait of a Song Dynasty general from the front, with an upright and firm posture, holding a long sword, resolute and thick eyebrows, deep and sharp eyes, a square face, a thick beard, a tall nose, decisive and resolute The corners of his mouth were majestic yet kind. The attire is a maroon war robe, armor, a Tang Dynasty military commander's helmet, and a jade belt. Around 35 years old. Super Quality, HD seed:1254659055
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：Create a full-length portrait of a Song Dynasty general from the front, with an upright and firm posture, holding a long sword, resolute and thick eyebrows, deep and sharp eyes, a square face, a thick beard, a tall nose, decisive and resolute The corners of his mouth were majestic yet kind. The attire is a maroon war robe, armor, a Tang Dynasty military commander's helmet, and a jade belt. Around 35 years old. Super Quality, HD seed:1254659055
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\In the enchanting ambiance of an ancient town in Jiangnan, a marvelous, elegant, and traditional East Asian beauty, the protagonist, adorned in vibrant, splendid, and exotic traditional attire, gracefully strolls through the quaint, serene streets. Her attire, reminiscent of porcelain, adds a layer of cultural richness to the scene. The surroundings, steeped in history, serve as a poetic backdrop to this ethereal beauty. The play of light and shadow highlights her gentle, layered presence, creating a picturesque and refined spectacle. The protagonist, like a character from a fairyland, exudes a timeless charm as she moves through the ancient streets, her every step akin to a journey through time. Her presence is brilliant and mysterious, captivating the onlookers within the classical and diverse atmosphere of Jiangnan. The scene is dramatic, yet delicate, with an aesthetic that is both intoxicating and tender. Amidst the ancient streets and alleys, the protagonist dances, becoming the central figure in this captivating tableau, a beautiful muse in the midst of a cultural tapestry.\
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Through the boundless window, the ancient night is calm and profound. The bright moon hangs high and silver shines, illuminating both inside and outside the courtyard. The peach blossom tree branches are like a dream, outlining the poetic contours of ancient style under the moonlight. Outside the window, the afterglow of the moon shines on a peaceful sea surface, shimmering like a fairyland in the poet's pen. This scene resembles the artistic conception in ancient poetry, with a lingering ancient charm and a distant night.
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Through the boundless window, the ancient night is calm and profound. The bright moon hangs high and silver shines, illuminating both inside and outside the courtyard. The peach blossom tree branches are like a dream, outlining the poetic contours of ancient style under the moonlight. Outside the window, the afterglow of the moon shines on a peaceful sea surface, shimmering like a fairyland in the poet's pen. This scene resembles the artistic conception in ancient poetry, with a lingering ancient charm and a distant night.
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A vintage laptop computer with glowing neon green and pink circuitry and symbols spilling out of the open screen, illuminating the hands of a person wearing fingerless leather gloves reaching towards the screen. The laptop is resting on a dark wooden desk in a dimly lit room with streaks of neon light filtering through a window behind the desk. The overall mood is cyberpunk, mysterious, and slightly nostalgic.
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Style of yoji shinkawa and Zdzisław Beksiński, stoneware warped machinery and organic formations cybernetic mutation, fecund discharge altar of madness draining cerulean exsanguination, autistic epic composition high detail futuristic sci fi horror, golden ratio mathematics geometry ornate breath-taking ethereal ominous grotesque, cinematic, magical, awe inspiring, hypermaximalist, hyperdetailed, volumetric ancient ominous lighting, epic
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A blonde female marine biologist and her boyfriend. Standing above the water with a ship behind them. Among geological rock formations, (wearing a sexy, blue one piece swimsuit, soft pastel colors, warm tinted light beams, from the waste up), finely detailed textures of skin, clothing and ocean floor, sensual, unusual, yet dignified anatomy and proportion, inspired by the classical european golden age.
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man happy with gold,antient man of babylon ,4000 years ago,superquality,hyperdetailed,
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Picture a hyper-realistic representation of an enchanting ancient Greek woman, her skin radiating a timeless glow, a testament to her ethereal charm, very beautiful woman, ultra realistic, hyper realism, beautiful, gorgeous, masterpiece, sexy woman
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In ancient times, when kings fought wars,There was a lady, beautiful and without equal,Whose magic performed great deeds,A divine power beyond the mortal world.The Virgin Lady of Ivory, pure and chaste,With blood and tears, her magic intertwined,And all who came to her marvelled,For kingdoms rose and fell to the sound of her singing.Her beauty was a jewel to behold,Her grace and power, something to be worshipped,Those who knelt before her,Her presence was to be treasured forever.With just one word, she made the heavens split,And all the world heard her call,For in her magic was the power to reinvent,She made the greatest nations crumble.So let's sing the glories of the Ivory Virgin,Of the Great Magic she brings with her,For in her presence, thrones rise and fall,And the world becomes grander and more inimical.In her blood and tears, magic was embedded,A divine grace, beyond human comprehension,And all who saw their beauty bowed down,They bowed, lords, servants, all, in her sovereign presence.
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In ancient times, when kings fought wars,There was a lady, beautiful and without equal,Whose magic performed great deeds,A divine power beyond the mortal world.The Virgin Lady of Ivory, pure and chaste,With blood and tears, her magic intertwined,And all who came to her marvelled,For kingdoms rose and fell to the sound of her singing.Her beauty was a jewel to behold,Her grace and power, something to be worshipped,Those who knelt before her,Her presence was to be treasured forever.With just one word, she made the heavens split,And all the world heard her call,For in her magic was the power to reinvent,She made the greatest nations crumble.So let's sing the glories of the Ivory Virgin,Of the Great Magic she brings with her,For in her presence, thrones rise and fall,And the world becomes grander and more inimical.In her blood and tears, magic was embedded,A divine grace, beyond human comprehension,And all who saw their beauty bowed down,They bowed, lords, servants, all, in her sovereign presence.
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In ancient times, when kings fought wars,There was a lady, beautiful and without equal,Whose magic performed great deeds,A divine power beyond the mortal world.The Virgin Lady of Ivory, pure and chaste,With blood and tears, her magic intertwined,And all who came to her marvelled,For kingdoms rose and fell to the sound of her singing.Her beauty was a jewel to behold,Her grace and power, something to be worshipped,Those who knelt before her,Her presence was to be treasured forever.With just one word, she made the heavens split,And all the world heard her call,For in her magic was the power to reinvent,She made the greatest nations crumble.So let's sing the glories of the Ivory Virgin,Of the Great Magic she brings with her,For in her presence, thrones rise and fall,And the world becomes grander and more inimical.In her blood and tears, magic was embedded,A divine grace, beyond human comprehension,And all who saw their beauty bowed down,They bowed, lords, servants, all, in her sovereign presence.
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