Optical Illusion, a solid white door, 3d painting with painting frame around the


Optical Illusion, a solid white door, 3d painting with painting frame around the door, painting in the wall, white door, undetailed door, hand draw, 3D painting, reality, fantasy art, enhance, intricate, (best quality, masterpiece, Representative work, official art, Professional, 8k) On a cloudy night, there are no birds, the crows dig graves for the owls. Cloudy night… Don’t shout! whisper… Climb the stairs with light steps; lost soul, wail! Flies through the cracks in the blankets the sounds of death from the benefactors, bound to the earth by the horrors of the dead from beyond, here as lords. Listen and enjoy the sufferings, you left your feelings at the door; you invaded the house for the pleasures that the night hides from the living beings. You feel life in this death. The eternal suffering of Hell is the counterpart of the contract of true living life. Seeing her sleeping, how she dreams and does not face the dreadful reality of this body that haunts seeing it and of your body in the shadowless darkness: you are in everything, and see everything and they cannot see you in the dark. Without light, nowhere is safe; the sun's orbit is omitted, blind. The moon belongs to virgins and poets, and nothing remains pure before them. The moon, then full, still gives little brightness; but the taste of the uncovered body, the smell of flesh, living corpse, brings death to the lady in the darkness of the bed.
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Optical Illusion
,
a solid white door
,
3d painting with painting frame around the door
,
painting in the wall
,
white door
,
undetailed door
,
hand draw
,
3D painting
,
reality
,
fantasy art
,
enhance
,
intricate
,
(best quality
,
masterpiece
,
Representative work
,
official art
,
Professional
,
8k) On a cloudy night
,
there are no birds
,
the crows dig graves for the owls
.
Cloudy night… Don’t shout
!
whisper… Climb the stairs with light steps
;
lost soul
,
wail
!
Flies through the cracks in the blankets the sounds of death from the benefactors
,
bound to the earth by the horrors of the dead from beyond
,
here as lords
.
Listen and enjoy the sufferings
,
you left your feelings at the door
;
you invaded the house for the pleasures that the night hides from the living beings
.
You feel life in this death
.
The eternal suffering of Hell is the counterpart of the contract of true living life
.
Seeing her sleeping
,
how she dreams and does not face the dreadful reality of this body that haunts seeing it and of your body in the shadowless darkness: you are in everything
,
and see everything and they cannot see you in the dark
.
Without light
,
nowhere is safe
;
the sun's orbit is omitted
,
blind
.
The moon belongs to virgins and poets
,
and nothing remains pure before them
.
The moon
,
then full
,
still gives little brightness
;
but the taste of the uncovered body
,
the smell of flesh
,
living corpse
,
brings death to the lady in the darkness of the bed
.
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Checkpoint & LoRA

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[Style] Dalle 3 Painting

LORA
Detail Tweaker XL
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