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    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (patrick seymour:1. 4), as a (wabi sabi:1. 6). A surrealistic Asian Architecture Fantasy scene. PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used

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    ORIGINAL PROMPT: A photograph. A shrouded techno-mage, wearing a travel cloak of bright multi-colored fabric of a complex design, and sturdy walking boots. They are walking through the slums of a futuristic dystopian city street. The mage is tall, slender, and dangerous looking. He carries an intricate metallic staff, 7 feet in length, covered with complex symbols. wide-angle environmental view. PRODUCTION PROMPT: A photograph. A slender techno-mage clad in a brightly patterned travel cloak navigates the grimy alleys of a dystopian metropolis, his imposing figure contrasting sharply with the squalid surroundings, as he strides confidently with long stride, staff held proudly at 7-foot length and emblazoned with mysterious runes. wide-angle environmental view.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: a colorful digital artwork of a woman's head and branches, in the style of haunting houses, graceful surrealism, depictions of urban life, dark sky-blue and orange, portraitures with hidden meanings, caricature-like illustrations, metropolis meets nature PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used. <lora:cg_concept_style:0.64> <lora:dr_diffusion_negative-detail_enhancer_pnte_2_0:-0.42>
    This image was produced by a generative model (Trained Algorithmic Media) and is not a real-world photograph.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: A surrealistic depiction of going from the sublime to the ridiculous, in a random scene that best depicts the Romance genre, which contains complex patterns. Use a wide-angle environmental panoramic view. PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used.
    A beautifully illustrated Trading Card featuring an alien life form on some far off exoplanet. The Riftglider Seraph is a soaring, bio-luminescent creature native to the sky canyons of a gravity-defying exoplanet. Its sleek, elongated body shimmers with a pearlescent hue, resembling a living shard of light. Two massive, translucent wings span over 30 feet, edged with glowing filaments that crackle with static energy, allowing it to harness and manipulate the planet’s electromagnetic storms. Six prehensile tails trail behind it, adorned with glowing spines that emit pulsating waves, used both for navigation and communication. Its narrow head houses six radiant eyes that perceive a spectrum beyond visible light. Feeding on airborne energy particles, it emits a melodic hum, a soundscape that echoes through the canyons, earning it a reputation as the “Song of the Void.” Its presence is as celestial as it is otherworldly, a fusion of elegance and raw power. The Trading Card background portrays the life forms environment, and fills the entire image area. The card features a filigree, minimalist Art Deco border with interlocking geometric lines rendered in metallic sfumato colors that subtly catch and reflect light. The border is entirely transparent, with no background fill, allowing the card’s main background to be visible through the design. The bottom of the card shows a small, simple, yet elegant placard that bears the name "Riftglider Seraph" in small, Art Deco lettering.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (martin deschambault:1.4), as a (cibulak porcelain:1.6). An evocative and detailed random scene that best depicts the Urban Fantasy genre. PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (florence harrison:1.4), as a (marquetry:1.6). An evocative and detailed Sword and Sorcery Fantasy scene. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (florence harrison:1.4), as a (marquetry:1.6). A stalwart knight stands resolute, cloaked in worn leather armor, his weathered face set in a determined expression as he raises the majestic sword that hangs at his side. The blade, adorned with ancient runes and glinting golden filigree, shines like a shaft of sunlight piercing through a tumultuous storm cloud. Behind him, a fiery inferno rages, engulfing the ruins of a long-abandoned temple, where mythical creatures writhe in agony and crackle with dark energy. The sorceress who wielded this sword now lies prone, her body aglow with mystical power as she summons the final remnants of her strength to vanquish the gathering darkness. In the background, a brooding forest stretches towards the horizon, its canopies ablaze with stars and galaxies, as if the very fabric of reality had torn apart to reveal the celestial ballet above.
    An older, battle-hardened space cowboy stands at the edge of a dusty, barren terrain on a distant planet, gazing out into the vast expanse of the alien sky with a mix of weariness and wonder. His weathered face is set in a determined expression, with deep creases etched by years of experience and countless close calls. A well-worn, beat-up cowboy hat clings to his head, its brim frayed and singed from years of exposure to the unforgiving radiation of the Rim Worlds. By his side trots an Akita, a loyal and trusty companion who has been with him through thick and thin on countless missions. The dog's coat is matted and dirty, but its eyes still shine bright with a fierce intelligence and devotion to its master. As the cowboy bends down to scratch the dog behind the ears, his worn leather jacket flapping open to reveal a pair of battered, scuffed-up boots that have seen their fair share of adventure. The air around them is thick with an otherworldly energy, as if the very fabric of space itself has been woven from the threads of countless battles and narrow escapes.
    Envision a steampunk woman standing confidently amidst a intricate, mechanized landscape, with exposed copper wiring and ancient clockwork machinery serving as the backdrop for her grand portrait. She wears a stylish wide-brimmed hat adorned with tiny gears, brass rivets, and a delicate filigree pattern that echoes the circuit diagrams she has drawn herself. Around her eyes, colorful goggles perch, their tinted lenses glowing like hot coals in the dark recesses of her eyes. The goggles are a riot of color - emerald green, ruby red, and sapphire blue - with tiny mechanisms whirring beneath the surface that seem to be drawing power from some unseen force. Her hair is styled in an updo adorned with copper hairpins, each one shaped like a miniature gear or cogs. A few stray strands frame her heart-shaped face, highlighting high cheekbones and a pointed chin. Her lips curve into a sly smile, as if she holds a secret that no one else can share. As the light catches the portrait, it is revealed that the circuit diagram on her coat lapel is more than just a stylish accessory - it's a map of her own inner workings, with gears and cogs rearranging themselves to reflect the shifting tides of her thoughts. The image seems to pulse with energy, as if the very fabric of time and space is being rewritten before our eyes. Tanaami's signature style of vibrant colors and graphic patterns makes this portrait a true masterpiece - each element blending seamlessly into the next, creating a world that is at once fantastical and grounded in reality.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: A Japanese exorcist removing Yōkai from a forest temple. Use a wide-angle environmental panoramic view. PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used. <lora:cg_concept_style:0.34> <lora:dr_diffusion_negative-detail_enhancer_pnte_2_0:-0.42>
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (patrick nagel:1.4), portrayed as a captivating water color still life, rusticcore, lively tableaus. A countryside scene with flowers on the walls, in the style of colorful street scenes, light red and turquoise, dappled light, stone, french countryside, rusticcore. wide-angle environmental camera view. PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used.
    This image was produced by a generative model (Trained Algorithmic Media) and is not a real-world photograph.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: 90s science fiction anime in the style of cowboy bebop, moebius, done as graphic novel art, using complementary colors. Speed Racer. PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used. <lora:cg_concept_style:0.64> <lora:dr_diffusion_negative-detail_enhancer_pnte_2_0:-0.42>
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (patrick seymour:1.4), as a (wabi sabi:1.6). A surrealistic High Fantasy scene. PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (patrick seymour:1.4), as a (wabi sabi:1.6). A surrealistic Violet Evergarden scene. PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of artist (patrick seymour:1.4), as a (wabi sabi:1.6). A surrealistic depiction of South American Wildlife PRODUCTION PROMPT: Original prompt was used.
    ORIGINAL PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (david downton:1.4), as a (fujicolor pro 400h:1.6). A surrealistic Post-Apocalyptic Fantasy scene. PRODUCTION PROMPT: An artwork done in the style of (david downton:1.4), as a (fujicolor pro 400h:1.6). In a desolate realm where twilight reigns, a lone tree stands as if kissed by the setting sun, its branches twisted and gnarled like a chorus of withered fingers grasping for the heavens. The air is heavy with an otherworldly mist that clings to the skin like a damp shroud, imbuing all it touches with a sense of forgotten memories and half-forgotten dreams. A faint glow emanates from the depths of the tree's trunk, where the bark seems to writhe and pulse like a living entity. In the background, a cityscape rises from the mist-shrouded earth, its buildings crumbling and worn like bones, as if nature has claimed them back after an eternal slumber. Towering spires pierce the sky, shrouded in a perpetual veil of mist, their delicate tips reaching for the darkness that gathers on the horizon. To one side, a band of creatures gather around a central altar, where human bones are arranged in a macabre ritual dance. Their faces aglow with ethereal light, they chant ancient incantations as they weave a tapestry of forbidden knowledge and forgotten lore. In their midst, a single figure stands apart – a lone survivor of this ravaged world, whose weary eyes seem to hold the weight of countless worlds yet unexplored. As dusk deepens, the tree's glow intensifies, casting an eerie radiance over the assembly, and bathing them all in its holy, mystical light. In this sacred moment, time seems to bend and warp, allowing us a glimpse into realms both ancient and unseen – realms where myth and legend dance with reality itself.
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