In a distant land of myth and lore,Where ancient tales are told once more,There lived a wise and powerful Sage,Whose magic flowed like a fiery blaze.The Bronze Sage, they called her then,For her skin was brown like burnished tin,And her eyes glowed with a golden light,That shone like the sun, so warm and bright.Her wisdom was vast, her knowledge deep,And through her spells, she could make hearts leap,For she had the power to heal and mend,And the gift to guide lost souls to the end.Her magic flowed like a mighty stream,And those who sought her guidance, could only dream,Of the strength and courage she bestowed,And the peace of mind that forever glowed.The Bronze Sage, a master of the art,Could bend reality with her powerful heart,And through her words, she could create,A world of wonder and endless fate.For she knew the secrets of the universe,And the mysteries that lay beyond the hearse,And in her presence, all would see,The great magic of the Bronze Sage, free.
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In a distant land of myth and lore,Where ancient tales are told once more,There lived a wise and powerful Sage,Whose magic flowed like a fiery blaze.The Bronze Sage, they called her then,For her skin was brown like burnished tin,And her eyes glowed with a golden light,That shone like the sun, so warm and bright.Her wisdom was vast, her knowledge deep,And through her spells, she could make hearts leap,For she had the power to heal and mend,And the gift to guide lost souls to the end.Her magic flowed like a mighty stream,And those who sought her guidance, could only dream,Of the strength and courage she bestowed,And the peace of mind that forever glowed.The Bronze Sage, a master of the art,Could bend reality with her powerful heart,And through her words, she could create,A world of wonder and endless fate.For she knew the secrets of the universe,And the mysteries that lay beyond the hearse,And in her presence, all would see,The great magic of the Bronze Sage, free.
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In a distant land of myth and lore,Where ancient tales are told once more,There lived a wise and powerful Sage,Whose magic flowed like a fiery blaze.The Bronze Sage, they called her then,For her skin was brown like burnished tin,And her eyes glowed with a golden light,That shone like the sun, so warm and bright.Her wisdom was vast, her knowledge deep,And through her spells, she could make hearts leap,For she had the power to heal and mend,And the gift to guide lost souls to the end.Her magic flowed like a mighty stream,And those who sought her guidance, could only dream,Of the strength and courage she bestowed,And the peace of mind that forever glowed.The Bronze Sage, a master of the art,Could bend reality with her powerful heart,And through her words, she could create,A world of wonder and endless fate.For she knew the secrets of the universe,And the mysteries that lay beyond the hearse,And in her presence, all would see,The great magic of the Bronze Sage, free.
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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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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. Black and White painting. Savage queen.
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((masterpiece)), (((best quality))), 8k, high detailed, ultra-detailed. A breathtaking depiction of a super sexy D\u0026D woman warrior, her armor gleaming with intricate details. The warrior stands atop a rocky cliff, overlooking a vast, fantastical landscape. Her armor consists of a mix of polished steel, ornate gold trimmings, and delicate silver filigree. She wears a flowing cape adorned with ancient symbols. In her hand, she holds a legendary weapon, crackling with magical energy. Her expression is fierce and determined, with piercing eyes and a determined gaze. The background features a sprawling fantasy city with towering spires and bustling streets. The sky is filled with floating islands and vibrant colors, hinting at a world of magic and wonder. The artwork is rendered with meticulous attention to detail, capturing every nuance of light and texture. (Medium: Digital illustration), (Artist: [Artists Name]), (Website: [Artists Website]), (Resolution: 7680x4320), (Additional details: The warrior has intricate tattoos on her face and arms, and her armor bears the sigil of a mythical creature)
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In the realm of legends, the mighty Sun Wukong manifests, a visage of unparalleled strength and cunning. His countenance, handsome and fierce, crowned with golden locks ablaze like a roaring fire. A fiery gaze emanates from his eyes, possessed with the legendary ability of 'Fire Eyes Golden Gaze,' piercing through a thousand miles with profound insight. Clad in regal attire, the Monkey King dons a circlet of celestial gold, an emblem of his divine authority. His imposing figure, etched with sinewy muscles, carries the indomitable spirit of a rebellious hero. Adorning his face, the iconic 'Green-Faced Fang-Bearing' visage, marking his otherworldly origins and mischievous demeanor. In his grasp, the legendary Ruyi Jingu Bang extends, a staff capable of altering its size at will, an unparalleled force in the hands of the Great Sage. With every step, mountains tremble and clouds dance in homage to his might. The backdrop unfolds, a mythical landscape where celestial mountains scrape the sky, and mystical clouds weave tales of epic adventures. (Resolution: 4k, Golden Blaze Locks: 2.2, Fire Eyes Golden Gaze: 2.0, Green-Faced Fang-Bearing: 1.8) \\u003clora:more_details:0.8\\u003e Mythical hero, wielder of the divine staff, Seed: 2022061501, Dimensions: 3840x2160, Sampler: epicWukong_4k, Inference Steps: 80, Guidance Scale: 9, Model: celestialtales_4, Clip Skip: yes, VAE: vae-epicWukong-1000000-ema-pruned, Negative Prompt: MundaneMemory, FastNegativeV2 seed:6152022
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In a mystical realm where ancient myths and divine beings reign, envision a female counterpart to the mischievous and playful Greek god Pan. This ethereal goddess exudes an enchanting aura, seamlessly blending the untamed beauty of nature with her whimsical spirit. Describe her as a radiant entity with wild, flowing locks resembling cascading vines, adorned with flowers and leaves. Her skin glistens like dew-kissed petals, and her eyes shimmer with an otherworldly luminescence, mirroring the mysteries of the wilderness. She is adorned in a diaphanous gown made of woven ivy and adorned with vibrant blossoms, embodying the ever-changing essence of the natural world. Unlike Pans traditional goat legs, this goddess may be depicted with graceful, gazelle-like limbs that allow her to move effortlessly through the enchanted landscapes she calls home. Her laughter echoes through ancient groves, enchanting those who hear it with a sense of joy and connection to the untamed realms of the earth. As a guardian of the untamed, she may carry a magical staff crafted from a sacred branch, radiating with the energy of the forest. Creatures of the wild, drawn to her gentle yet mischievous demeanor, accompany her on her divine escapades. She embodies the duality of nature, both nurturing and wild, embodying the cycles of growth, decay, and rebirth. This goddess of the untamed wilderness invites artists, storytellers, and seekers of adventure to explore the mystique of her character, weaving tales of her playful exploits and the magical realms she governs.
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In the whispering twilight of the mountain peaks, nestled among amethyst and jade boulders, dwelled Emberi, the last wyrm-whisperer. Her scales, the color of sun-warmed embers, shimmered with ancient wisdom, earned through eons of watching the dance of stars and listening to the winds tales. A lone figure against the tapestry of dusk, Emberi perched upon a petrified tree, its twisted branches grasping at the fading light. Tonight, however, her stillness was broken by a tremor rippling through the earth, a discordant note in the mountains lullaby. Rising with wings that unfurled like banners of dusk, Emberi sought the source, her amber eyes piercing the gathering shadows. Below, in the valley veiled in mist, a young wyrm writhed, its emerald scales flashing with pain. A barbed spear jutted from its side, festering against a backdrop of shattered rock. Tears streamed down the young wyrms face, carving tracks through the soot that stained its scales. Kneeling beside it, Emberis voice, a low rumble resonating with the mountains heart, soothed the creatures fear. With a touch as gentle as fallen leaves, she drew the barb free, her own ancient magic mending the wound. As the first stars glittered in the dawns promise, the young wyrm, healed and grateful, nuzzled Emberis cheek before taking flight, a silver thread woven into the rising sun. And Emberi, the last wyrm-whisperer, smiled, her gaze returning to the vast canvas of the sky, content in the knowledge that even in the twilight of dragons, their stories would continue to weave themselves into the fabric of time.
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In the verdant forest of the Oneiric Flames,The Guardian keeps the mystical flames alive,With a divine touch, she makes the fire glow,And the dreams of burning hearts she makes come true.With her flames as golden and ruddy as the sun,The Guardian of the Woods enchants everyone with her love,And in her magical kingdom, where fantasy reigns,The Guardian grants dreams that never end.She is the protector of the flame of the heart,That burns brightly with passion,And in her clear, radiant eyes,Shines love, the purest of gallant feelings.The Guardian is the queen of enchanted dreams,In her forest, everyone is welcomed and loved,And those who seek her find refuge and peace,For the Guardian is the light that illuminates the path to happiness.And so, in the verdant forest of the Oneiric Flames,The Guardian reigns supreme with her mystical magic,And in her full and supernatural dreams,She makes us believe in an eternal love that never fades, never again.
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In the verdant forest of the Oneiric Flames,The Guardian keeps the mystical flames alive,With a divine touch, she makes the fire glow,And the dreams of burning hearts she makes come true.With her flames as golden and ruddy as the sun,The Guardian of the Woods enchants everyone with her love,And in her magical kingdom, where fantasy reigns,The Guardian grants dreams that never end.She is the protector of the flame of the heart,That burns brightly with passion,And in her clear, radiant eyes,Shines love, the purest of gallant feelings.The Guardian is the queen of enchanted dreams,In her forest, everyone is welcomed and loved,And those who seek her find refuge and peace,For the Guardian is the light that illuminates the path to happiness.And so, in the verdant forest of the Oneiric Flames,The Guardian reigns supreme with her mystical magic,And in her full and supernatural dreams,She makes us believe in an eternal love that never fades, never again.
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In the verdant forest of the Oneiric Flames,The Guardian keeps the mystical flames alive,With a divine touch, she makes the fire glow,And the dreams of burning hearts she makes come true.With her flames as golden and ruddy as the sun,The Guardian of the Woods enchants everyone with her love,And in her magical kingdom, where fantasy reigns,The Guardian grants dreams that never end.She is the protector of the flame of the heart,That burns brightly with passion,And in her clear, radiant eyes,Shines love, the purest of gallant feelings.The Guardian is the queen of enchanted dreams,In her forest, everyone is welcomed and loved,And those who seek her find refuge and peace,For the Guardian is the light that illuminates the path to happiness.And so, in the verdant forest of the Oneiric Flames,The Guardian reigns supreme with her mystical magic,And in her full and supernatural dreams,She makes us believe in an eternal love that never fades, never again.
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In the verdant forest of the Oneiric Flames,The Guardian keeps the mystical flames alive,With a divine touch, she makes the fire glow,And the dreams of burning hearts she makes come true.With her flames as golden and ruddy as the sun,The Guardian of the Woods enchants everyone with her love,And in her magical kingdom, where fantasy reigns,The Guardian grants dreams that never end.She is the protector of the flame of the heart,That burns brightly with passion,And in her clear, radiant eyes,Shines love, the purest of gallant feelings.The Guardian is the queen of enchanted dreams,In her forest, everyone is welcomed and loved,And those who seek her find refuge and peace,For the Guardian is the light that illuminates the path to happiness.And so, in the verdant forest of the Oneiric Flames,The Guardian reigns supreme with her mystical magic,And in her full and supernatural dreams,She makes us believe in an eternal love that never fades, never again.
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In the land of emeralds, where the soul exudes life,lived the Furious Emerald Empress, a fearless woman.Her power was strong, her magic unrivalled,As she walked through the kingdom, her story became immortal.Her eyes glowed with emerald fire,Her hands possessed a magic that never fails.She summoned the earth to hear her call,And with a flick of her wrist, everything was controlled.The Furious Emerald Empress was a force to be feared,While her magic was used to win.Her fury was equalled only by her grace,As she walked through the kingdom with steps of cadence and audacity.The mountains bowed before her,Their leaves shimmered as the wind blew.The earth shook with a deafening sound,As she summoned the magic of the spirit in her favour.Her emerald eyes shone with a hermetic light,As the Furious Emerald Empress controlled the scene.Her magic flowed, a river of verdant passion,A spectacle few in the entire nation had ever witnessed.The emerald kingdom was in her hands,A place where magic was the greatest of lessons.The Furious Emerald Empress ruled with mastery,A queen of magic, a force that surpassed fantasy.In the land of emeralds, her story still lives on,A legend of magic that never fades.For the monarch full of rage, her magic was real,And her legacy will always be immortal.
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Hark, in yonder forest glade, where shadows deep,A coven of witches doth their circle keep,Their chants and spells, a haunting refrain,Doth call forth the Blue Phoenix's fiery mane.With eyes shut tight and hands entwined,Their hearts doth beat as one, a power enshrined,And from their lips doth pour forth magic bright,A great force, born of ancient mystic might.The Blue Phoenix, with flames that doth ignite,Doth rise from embers bright, a wondrous sight,Its feathers shimmer like a flare of blue,And with its wings, it takes to flight anew.The trees around doth sway and bend,As the Blue Phoenix's Flames doth transcend,The coven's power, with it, doth imbue,A magic that only they are privy to.For they are the keepers of the ancient lore,The Blue Phoenix Coven, wise forevermore,Their magic, a mystery to all but four,And only the worthy, shall ever know the score.So, when thou wanderest in the forest deep,And the wind whispers secrets thou dost seek to keep,Listen close, for thou mayest hear the sweep,Of the Blue Phoenix's Flames, its magic to reap.
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Hark, in yonder forest glade, where shadows deep,A coven of witches doth their circle keep,Their chants and spells, a haunting refrain,Doth call forth the Blue Phoenix's fiery mane.With eyes shut tight and hands entwined,Their hearts doth beat as one, a power enshrined,And from their lips doth pour forth magic bright,A great force, born of ancient mystic might.The Blue Phoenix, with flames that doth ignite,Doth rise from embers bright, a wondrous sight,Its feathers shimmer like a flare of blue,And with its wings, it takes to flight anew.The trees around doth sway and bend,As the Blue Phoenix's Flames doth transcend,The coven's power, with it, doth imbue,A magic that only they are privy to.For they are the keepers of the ancient lore,The Blue Phoenix Coven, wise forevermore,Their magic, a mystery to all but four,And only the worthy, shall ever know the score.So, when thou wanderest in the forest deep,And the wind whispers secrets thou dost seek to keep,Listen close, for thou mayest hear the sweep,Of the Blue Phoenix's Flames, its magic to reap.
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Hark, in yonder forest glade, where shadows deep,A coven of witches doth their circle keep,Their chants and spells, a haunting refrain,Doth call forth the Blue Phoenix's fiery mane.With eyes shut tight and hands entwined,Their hearts doth beat as one, a power enshrined,And from their lips doth pour forth magic bright,A great force, born of ancient mystic might.The Blue Phoenix, with flames that doth ignite,Doth rise from embers bright, a wondrous sight,Its feathers shimmer like a flare of blue,And with its wings, it takes to flight anew.The trees around doth sway and bend,As the Blue Phoenix's Flames doth transcend,The coven's power, with it, doth imbue,A magic that only they are privy to.For they are the keepers of the ancient lore,The Blue Phoenix Coven, wise forevermore,Their magic, a mystery to all but four,And only the worthy, shall ever know the score.So, when thou wanderest in the forest deep,And the wind whispers secrets thou dost seek to keep,Listen close, for thou mayest hear the sweep,Of the Blue Phoenix's Flames, its magic to reap.
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Hark, in yonder forest glade, where shadows deep,A coven of witches doth their circle keep,Their chants and spells, a haunting refrain,Doth call forth the Blue Phoenix's fiery mane.With eyes shut tight and hands entwined,Their hearts doth beat as one, a power enshrined,And from their lips doth pour forth magic bright,A great force, born of ancient mystic might.The Blue Phoenix, with flames that doth ignite,Doth rise from embers bright, a wondrous sight,Its feathers shimmer like a flare of blue,And with its wings, it takes to flight anew.The trees around doth sway and bend,As the Blue Phoenix's Flames doth transcend,The coven's power, with it, doth imbue,A magic that only they are privy to.For they are the keepers of the ancient lore,The Blue Phoenix Coven, wise forevermore,Their magic, a mystery to all but four,And only the worthy, shall ever know the score.So, when thou wanderest in the forest deep,And the wind whispers secrets thou dost seek to keep,Listen close, for thou mayest hear the sweep,Of the Blue Phoenix's Flames, its magic to reap.
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\"In the tapestry of legend, Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, steps forth, a visage adorned with untamed golden locks ablaze like celestial fire. His eyes, not mere orbs but the legendary Fire Eyes, ablaze with the ability to peer through vast realms. A countenance, both mischievous and wise, reveals the jade-green fangs, symbols of his divine lineage. Draped in celestial azure and gold, his regal robes billow with the grace of a celestial warrior. The Ruyi Jingu Bang, his enchanted staff, extends to the heavens, a testament to his cosmic might. The backdrop paints a canvas of mystical peaks, swirling clouds, and ancient winds, echoing the epic tales of the Great Sage. (Resolution: 4k, Celestial Fire Mane: 2.2, Fire Eyesight: 1.8, Jade-green Fa
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\"In the realm of legend, a brilliant mind, astride a grass boat, astonishingly traversed time itself. With this humble vessel, he borrowed an arrow from the cosmos, illuminating the entire night sky, becoming a legendary sage of extraordinary wit.\"
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