The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls.
The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls.
The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls.
The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls. Metropolis movie Fritz Lang 1920s futuristic
The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls. Metropolis movie Fritz Lang 1920s futuristic
The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls. Metropolis movie Fritz Lang 1920s futuristic
The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls. Metropolis movie Fritz Lang 1920s futuristic
The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls. Metropolis movie Fritz Lang 1920s futuristic
The city, however, does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the streets, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls. Metropolis movie Fritz Lang 1920s futuristic Cubist
Illustrate a metropolis with soaring skyscrapers, each one striving for the sky, forming a majestic skyline. However, at the heart of this urban landscape, there exists an immense, extinguished crater resulting from a meteorite impact. The city sprawls around this central void, with its architecture showcasing a blend of modernity and ambition. Capture the vibrancy of city life, with lights gleaming from the windows of the towering buildings. Let the absence of the crater in the illustration be felt, creating a visual narrative that sparks curiosity about the historical catastrophe that shaped this city's unique topography.
Four skilled ninja turtles in a metro park, each exuding a unique hip-hop style. They stand confidently, their postures embodying the rhythm of the streets. Graffiti murals explode with color on a nearby train, capturing the essence of urban artistry. The perspective is a dramatic low angle, giving the turtles an imposing presence, as if theyre the guardians of the underground. The setting is alive with the pulse of city life, vibrant and raw.
Four skilled ninja turtles in a metro park, each exuding a unique hip-hop style. They stand confidently, their postures embodying the rhythm of the streets. Graffiti murals explode with color on a nearby train, capturing the essence of urban artistry. The perspective is a dramatic low angle, giving the turtles an imposing presence, as if theyre the guardians of the underground. The setting is alive with the pulse of city life, vibrant and raw.
Four skilled ninja turtles:1.7 in the subway, each turtle exuding a unique hip-hop style. They stand confidently, their postures embodying the rhythm of the streets. Graffiti murals explode with color on a nearby train, capturing the essence of urban artistry. The perspective is a dramatic low angle, giving the turtles an imposing presence, as if theyre the guardians of the underground. The setting is alive with the pulse of city life, vibrant and raw.
Four skilled ninja turtles:1.7 in the subway, each turtle exuding a unique hip-hop style. They stand confidently, their postures embodying the rhythm of the streets. Graffiti murals explode with color on a nearby train, capturing the essence of urban artistry. The perspective is a dramatic low angle, giving the turtles an imposing presence, as if theyre the guardians of the underground. The setting is alive with the pulse of city life, vibrant and raw.
Four skilled ninja turtles in a metro park, each exuding a unique hip-hop style. They stand confidently, their postures embodying the rhythm of the streets. Graffiti murals explode with color on a nearby train, capturing the essence of urban artistry. The perspective is a dramatic low angle, giving the turtles an imposing presence, as if theyre the guardians of the underground. The setting is alive with the pulse of city life, vibrant and raw.
Four skilled ninja turtles in a metro park, each exuding a unique hip-hop style. They stand confidently, their postures embodying the rhythm of the streets. Graffiti murals explode with color on a nearby train, capturing the essence of urban artistry. The perspective is a dramatic low angle, giving the turtles an imposing presence, as if theyre the guardians of the underground. The setting is alive with the pulse of city life, vibrant and raw.
Four skilled ninja turtles:1.7 in the subway, each turtle exuding a unique hip-hop style. They stand confidently, their postures embodying the rhythm of the streets. Graffiti murals explode with color on a nearby train, capturing the essence of urban artistry. The perspective is a dramatic low angle, giving the turtles an imposing presence, as if theyre the guardians of the underground. The setting is alive with the pulse of city life, vibrant and raw.
Four skilled ninja turtles in a metro park, each exuding a unique hip-hop style. They stand confidently, their postures embodying the rhythm of the streets. Graffiti murals explode with color on a nearby train, capturing the essence of urban artistry. The perspective is a dramatic low angle, giving the turtles an imposing presence, as if theyre the guardians of the underground. The setting is alive with the pulse of city life, vibrant and raw.
Four skilled ninja turtles:1.7 in the subway, each turtle exuding a unique hip-hop style. They stand confidently, their postures embodying the rhythm of the streets. Graffiti murals explode with color on a nearby train, capturing the essence of urban artistry. The perspective is a dramatic low angle, giving the turtles an imposing presence, as if theyre the guardians of the underground. The setting is alive with the pulse of city life, vibrant and raw.
Four skilled ninja turtles in a metro park, each exuding a unique hip-hop style. They stand confidently, their postures embodying the rhythm of the streets. Graffiti murals explode with color on a nearby train, capturing the essence of urban artistry. The perspective is a dramatic low angle, giving the turtles an imposing presence, as if theyre the guardians of the underground. The setting is alive with the pulse of city life, vibrant and raw.
Four skilled ninja turtles:1.7 in the subway, each turtle exuding a unique hip-hop style. They stand confidently, their postures embodying the rhythm of the streets. Graffiti murals explode with color on a nearby train, capturing the essence of urban artistry. The perspective is a dramatic low angle, giving the turtles an imposing presence, as if theyre the guardians of the underground. The setting is alive with the pulse of city life, vibrant and raw.
A city of high bastions. I could tell you how many steps make up the streets rising like stair-ways, and the degree of the arcades' curves, and what kind of zinc scales cover the roofs; but I already know this would be the same as telling you nothing.
A city of high bastions. I could tell you how many steps make up the streets rising like stair-ways, and the degree of the arcades' curves, and what kind of zinc scales cover the roofs; but I already know this would be the same as telling you nothing.
A city of high bastions. I could tell you how many steps make up the streets rising like stair-ways, and the degree of the arcades' curves, and what kind of zinc scales cover the roofs; but I already know this would be the same as telling you nothing.
city in moody style, foggy sequences, black and white, textured layer with scratches in front, double exposure with people moving, scratches, photorealistic, creative
a panoramic 2d view of a city, now a symbol of decay and the consequences of unbridled greed. The dilapidated stalls and crumbling structures paint a stark contrast to its former glory.
a ancient map on light brown parchment a solid gold gothic Victorian city with a clock tower in the middle,black and gold ink
dream prompt:The cover of the Lost City adopts a mysterious and enigmatic dark color palette. Through a veil of mysterious radiance, it outlines the silhouette of ancient ruins. Weathered and peculiar, the ancient architectural elements bear witness to the erosions of time, as if they are witnesses to history. Adventurers traverse the city ruins, witnessing the fragmentation and silence of ancient structures. Strange sculptures and symbols in the city hint at the mysterious power of the Lost City. The overlapping effects of time and space on the cover create a sensation of traversing through time, allowing viewers to sense the citys existence across multiple eras. The overall scene exudes an atmosphere of an unknown realm, leaving ample room for imagination and sparking the readers curiosity about the profound history of the Lost City.
dream prompt:The cover of the Lost City adopts a mysterious and enigmatic dark color palette. Through a veil of mysterious radiance, it outlines the silhouette of ancient ruins. Weathered and peculiar, the ancient architectural elements bear witness to the erosions of time, as if they are witnesses to history. Adventurers traverse the city ruins, witnessing the fragmentation and silence of ancient structures. Strange sculptures and symbols in the city hint at the mysterious power of the Lost City. The overlapping effects of time and space on the cover create a sensation of traversing through time, allowing viewers to sense the citys existence across multiple eras. The overall scene exudes an atmosphere of an unknown realm, leaving ample room for imagination and sparking the readers curiosity about the profound history of the Lost City.
In a back alley among the shimmering skyscrapers, where the roar of the bustle of the city sounded like the distant roar of waves, a ronin appeared in ancient armor, like a samurai out of time. His ancient sword, crippled by time, raised to the sky, cast shadows on the warrior’s face, in which the spirit of antiquity and the wisdom of military battles were visible. At first, the townspeople casually paid attention to the unusual wanderer in times long gone. However, as he stood in the middle of the street for what seemed like an eternity, the city froze in amazement. The glass facades reflected the reflections of the sun, creating a kind of light cocoon around the ronin. A crowd of people began to gather around him, the story of his past flickering in the eyes of passersby. People felt the magic of ancient times, which came to life in this unexpected guest. Ronin has become a symbol of coming to terms with the past and at the same time a reminder of the importance of maintaining one's identity in a world of constant change. Thus, within one day, a ronin in old armor, like a wandering messenger of time, became the unwitting hero of the city, leaving a trace of nostalgia and respect for history in the hearts of the residents that did not disappear for a long time.
In a back alley among the shimmering skyscrapers, where the roar of the bustle of the city sounded like the distant roar of waves, a ronin appeared in ancient armor, like a samurai out of time. His ancient sword, crippled by time, raised to the sky, cast shadows on the warrior’s face, in which the spirit of antiquity and the wisdom of military battles were visible. At first, the townspeople casually paid attention to the unusual wanderer in times long gone. However, as he stood in the middle of the street for what seemed like an eternity, the city froze in amazement. The glass facades reflected the reflections of the sun, creating a kind of light cocoon around the ronin. A crowd of people began to gather around him, the story of his past flickering in the eyes of passersby. People felt the magic of ancient times, which came to life in this unexpected guest. Ronin has become a symbol of coming to terms with the past and at the same time a reminder of the importance of maintaining one's identity in a world of constant change. Thus, within one day, a ronin in old armor, like a wandering messenger of time, became the unwitting hero of the city, leaving a trace of nostalgia and respect for history in the hearts of the residents that did not disappear for a long time.
In a back alley among the shimmering skyscrapers, where the roar of the bustle of the city sounded like the distant roar of waves, a ronin appeared in ancient armor, like a samurai out of time. His ancient sword, crippled by time, raised to the sky, cast shadows on the warrior’s face, in which the spirit of antiquity and the wisdom of military battles were visible. At first, the townspeople casually paid attention to the unusual wanderer in times long gone. However, as he stood in the middle of the street for what seemed like an eternity, the city froze in amazement. The glass facades reflected the reflections of the sun, creating a kind of light cocoon around the ronin. A crowd of people began to gather around him, the story of his past flickering in the eyes of passersby. People felt the magic of ancient times, which came to life in this unexpected guest. Ronin has become a symbol of coming to terms with the past and at the same time a reminder of the importance of maintaining one's identity in a world of constant change. Thus, within one day, a ronin in old armor, like a wandering messenger of time, became the unwitting hero of the city, leaving a trace of nostalgia and respect for history in the hearts of the residents that did not disappear for a long time.
In a back alley among the shimmering skyscrapers, where the roar of the bustle of the city sounded like the distant roar of waves, a ronin appeared in ancient armor, like a samurai out of time. His ancient sword, crippled by time, raised to the sky, cast shadows on the warrior’s face, in which the spirit of antiquity and the wisdom of military battles were visible. At first, the townspeople casually paid attention to the unusual wanderer in times long gone. However, as he stood in the middle of the street for what seemed like an eternity, the city froze in amazement. The glass facades reflected the reflections of the sun, creating a kind of light cocoon around the ronin. A crowd of people began to gather around him, the story of his past flickering in the eyes of passersby. People felt the magic of ancient times, which came to life in this unexpected guest. Ronin has become a symbol of coming to terms with the past and at the same time a reminder of the importance of maintaining one's identity in a world of constant change. Thus, within one day, a ronin in old armor, like a wandering messenger of time, became the unwitting hero of the city, leaving a trace of nostalgia and respect for history in the hearts of the residents that did not disappear for a long time.
In a back alley among the shimmering skyscrapers, where the roar of the bustle of the city sounded like the distant roar of waves, a ronin appeared in ancient armor, like a samurai out of time. His ancient sword, crippled by time, raised to the sky, cast shadows on the warrior’s face, in which the spirit of antiquity and the wisdom of military battles were visible. At first, the townspeople casually paid attention to the unusual wanderer in times long gone. However, as he stood in the middle of the street for what seemed like an eternity, the city froze in amazement. The glass facades reflected the reflections of the sun, creating a kind of light cocoon around the ronin. A crowd of people began to gather around him, the story of his past flickering in the eyes of passersby. People felt the magic of ancient times, which came to life in this unexpected guest. Ronin has become a symbol of coming to terms with the past and at the same time a reminder of the importance of maintaining one's identity in a world of constant change. Thus, within one day, a ronin in old armor, like a wandering messenger of time, became the unwitting hero of the city, leaving a trace of nostalgia and respect for history in the hearts of the residents that did not disappear for a long time.
In a back alley among the shimmering skyscrapers, where the roar of the bustle of the city sounded like the distant roar of waves, a ronin appeared in ancient armor, like a samurai out of time. His ancient sword, crippled by time, raised to the sky, cast shadows on the warrior’s face, in which the spirit of antiquity and the wisdom of military battles were visible. At first, the townspeople casually paid attention to the unusual wanderer in times long gone. However, as he stood in the middle of the street for what seemed like an eternity, the city froze in amazement. The glass facades reflected the reflections of the sun, creating a kind of light cocoon around the ronin. A crowd of people began to gather around him, the story of his past flickering in the eyes of passersby. People felt the magic of ancient times, which came to life in this unexpected guest. Ronin has become a symbol of coming to terms with the past and at the same time a reminder of the importance of maintaining one's identity in a world of constant change. Thus, within one day, a ronin in old armor, like a wandering messenger of time, became the unwitting hero of the city, leaving a trace of nostalgia and respect for history in the hearts of the residents that did not disappear for a long time.
In a back alley among the shimmering skyscrapers, where the roar of the bustle of the city sounded like the distant roar of waves, a ronin appeared in ancient armor, like a samurai out of time. His ancient sword, crippled by time, raised to the sky, cast shadows on the warrior’s face, in which the spirit of antiquity and the wisdom of military battles were visible. At first, the townspeople casually paid attention to the unusual wanderer in times long gone. However, as he stood in the middle of the street for what seemed like an eternity, the city froze in amazement. The glass facades reflected the reflections of the sun, creating a kind of light cocoon around the ronin. A crowd of people began to gather around him, the story of his past flickering in the eyes of passersby. People felt the magic of ancient times, which came to life in this unexpected guest. Ronin has become a symbol of coming to terms with the past and at the same time a reminder of the importance of maintaining one's identity in a world of constant change. Thus, within one day, a ronin in old armor, like a wandering messenger of time, became the unwitting hero of the city, leaving a trace of nostalgia and respect for history in the hearts of the residents that did not disappear for a long time.
In a back alley among the shimmering skyscrapers, where the roar of the bustle of the city sounded like the distant roar of waves, a ronin appeared in ancient armor, like a samurai out of time. His ancient sword, crippled by time, raised to the sky, cast shadows on the warrior’s face, in which the spirit of antiquity and the wisdom of military battles were visible. At first, the townspeople casually paid attention to the unusual wanderer in times long gone. However, as he stood in the middle of the street for what seemed like an eternity, the city froze in amazement. The glass facades reflected the reflections of the sun, creating a kind of light cocoon around the ronin. A crowd of people began to gather around him, the story of his past flickering in the eyes of passersby. People felt the magic of ancient times, which came to life in this unexpected guest. Ronin has become a symbol of coming to terms with the past and at the same time a reminder of the importance of maintaining one's identity in a world of constant change. Thus, within one day, a ronin in old armor, like a wandering messenger of time, became the unwitting hero of the city, leaving a trace of nostalgia and respect for history in the hearts of the residents that did not disappear for a long time.