In the depths of an ancient, shadow-filled forest, where the whispers of the win

Aujourd'hui, j'aimerais discuter de quelque chose de stimulant, ça vous tente ?

Créer un Compagnon AI

Annuler Créer

In the depths of an ancient, shadow-filled forest, where the whispers of the wind carry secrets of old, stands a towering figure cloaked in twilight. This is the realm of the mystical sorcerer, whose presence commands awe and reverence. The sorcerer is enveloped in a flowing robe that shimmers with the colors of the deep ocean and starlit sky, woven with silver threads that glimmer like a constellation cast upon the fabric. In his hand, he holds a staff made from the twisted branches of the world tree, topped with a clear crystal orb that pulses with a soft, otherworldly light. His eyes, deep and penetrating, seem to see beyond the mere physical realm, holding knowledge of ancient spells and forgotten worlds. In front of him, a complex set of glowing sigils are etched into the ground, pulsating with magical energy. These runes form a circling pattern that evokes the cosmic order, spiraling into the ether. The air crackles with anticipation as ethereal, ghostly mists rise from the earth, entwining around the sorcerer's form, creating an aura of power and mystery. Luminescent wisps flit about like curious spirits, drawn to the sorcerer’s spectral call. The background is a tapestry of towering, darkened trees, their gnarled branches like skeletal fingers reaching towards the heavens, draped in veils of emerald moss. Above, the canopy is pierced by shafts of silvery moonlight, casting an enchanted glow over the scene. In the distance, the faint roar of a cascading waterfall can be heard, harmonizing with the rhythmic chanting of the sorcerer as he summons forces unknown to mortal man. The atmosphere is thick with the aroma of ancient wood, damp earth, and the subtle hint of sage burning in the conjuring ritual. This setting creates a sense of timeless magic, a moment caught between reality and legend, where the line between the seen and unseen blurs, inviting those who dare to witness the unveiling of arcane mysteries. Let this scene evoke the grandeur of a tale as o

S

Secret Folder

Suivre

Essayer

Generation Data

Enregistrements

Prompts

Copier les Paramètres

In the depths of an ancient , shadow-filled forest , where the whispers of the wind carry secrets of old , stands a towering figure cloaked in twilight . This is the realm of the mystical sorcerer , whose presence commands awe and reverence . The sorcerer is enveloped in a flowing robe that shimmers with the colors of the deep ocean and starlit sky , woven with silver threads that glimmer like a constellation cast upon the fabric . In his hand , he holds a staff made from the twisted branches of the world tree , topped with a clear crystal orb that pulses with a soft , otherworldly light . His eyes , deep and penetrating , seem to see beyond the mere physical realm , holding knowledge of ancient spells and forgotten worlds . In front of him , a complex set of glowing sigils are etched into the ground , pulsating with magical energy . These runes form a circling pattern that evokes the cosmic order , spiraling into the ether . The air crackles with anticipation as ethereal , ghostly mists rise from the earth , entwining around the sorcerer's form , creating an aura of power and mystery . Luminescent wisps flit about like curious spirits , drawn to the sorcerer’s spectral call . The background is a tapestry of towering , darkened trees , their gnarled branches like skeletal fingers reaching towards the heavens , draped in veils of emerald moss . Above , the canopy is pierced by shafts of silvery moonlight , casting an enchanted glow over the scene . In the distance , the faint roar of a cascading waterfall can be heard , harmonizing with the rhythmic chanting of the sorcerer as he summons forces unknown to mortal man . The atmosphere is thick with the aroma of ancient wood , damp earth , and the subtle hint of sage burning in the conjuring ritual . This setting creates a sense of timeless magic , a moment caught between reality and legend , where the line between the seen and unseen blurs , inviting those who dare to witness the unveiling of arcane mysteries . Let this scene evoke the grandeur of a tale as o

Info

Prompts

In the depths of an ancient, shadow-filled forest, where the whispers of the wind carry secrets of old, stands a towering figure cloaked in twilight. This is the realm of the mystical sorcerer, whose presence commands awe and reverence. The sorcerer is enveloped in a flowing robe that shimmers with the colors of the deep ocean and starlit sky, woven with silver threads that glimmer like a constellation cast upon the fabric. In his hand, he holds a staff made from the twisted branches of the world tree, topped with a clear crystal orb that pulses with a soft, otherworldly light. His eyes, deep and penetrating, seem to see beyond the mere physical realm, holding knowledge of ancient spells and forgotten worlds. In front of him, a complex set of glowing sigils are etched into the ground, pulsating with magical energy. These runes form a circling pattern that evokes the cosmic order, spiraling into the ether. The air crackles with anticipation as ethereal, ghostly mists rise from the earth, entwining around the sorcerer's form, creating an aura of power and mystery. Luminescent wisps flit about like curious spirits, drawn to the sorcerer’s spectral call. The background is a tapestry of towering, darkened trees, their gnarled branches like skeletal fingers reaching towards the heavens, draped in veils of emerald moss. Above, the canopy is pierced by shafts of silvery moonlight, casting an enchanted glow over the scene. In the distance, the faint roar of a cascading waterfall can be heard, harmonizing with the rhythmic chanting of the sorcerer as he summons forces unknown to mortal man. The atmosphere is thick with the aroma of ancient wood, damp earth, and the subtle hint of sage burning in the conjuring ritual. This setting creates a sense of timeless magic, a moment caught between reality and legend, where the line between the seen and unseen blurs, inviting those who dare to witness the unveiling of arcane mysteries. Let this scene evoke the grandeur of a tale as o

Échelle CFG

6

Étapes

25

Échantillonneur

euler

Graine Aléatoire

847635038

Planificateur

karras

Dimension de l'Image

688 X 1024

Modèle

SeaArt Infinity

Créer

Taille

688X1024

Date

Aug 30, 2024

Mode

Studio

Type

cell

Checkpoint & LoRA

Checkpoint

SeaArt Infinity

#SeaArt Infinity

0 commentaire(s)

0

0

0

Désintéresser Signaler Privé Faire Appel Supprimer