Placeholder: quiero una imagen para la portada de mi pagina web que se trata sobre la obra "la ultima niebla" quiero una imagen para la portada de mi pagina web que se trata sobre la obra "la ultima niebla"

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quiero una imagen para la portada de mi pagina web que se trata sobre la obra "la ultima niebla"

1 year ago

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Model

Kandinsky 2.2

Guidance Scale

7

Dimensions

6144 × 2560

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unknown person, in darkness, fog
no back ground, The shadow of a bald, fallen man can be seen in the fog
Uncertainty and doubt creep into the slowly darkening night horizon. The friends search each other's faces for answers, and feel the tension creeping into the horizon of this dark forest. The flames still dance in the night air, but the darkness casts its shadows differently now, as if it holds hidden secrets. Tree branches sway as the air whispers mysterious chants. The night sounds become more complex, as if the entire forest is revealing undiscovered secrets. The friends gradually move away
Winter fog, a lonely snowy tree
The background features a pervasive mist, while the focal point is a determined individual moving forward. In the far distance, there is a faint glow breaking through.
Personne qui se balade dans une forêt la nuit
mroczny las we mgle. światło przebija się przez drzewa. wilk idzie między drzewami
Forest of shadows
poem
"Immerse yourself in the poignant atmosphere of melancholy as you create an art piece that captures the depth of sorrow and introspection. Craft a scene featuring a solitary man surrounded by a somber environment that mirrors the weight of his emotions. Utilize a distinctive aesthetic that allows for simplicity and abstraction, using shapes and shadows to convey the emotional landscape. Picture a desolate expanse with muted colors, where rain-laden clouds hang heavily in the sky. The surroundin
A spooky forest, surrounded by ghosts
So in the darkness I will sit still and stay As my tongue grows sicker, drying to a waste Empty words flicker, shrill, then fade away And I will feel how bitter they left a taste Silence sway all over, then it kills and slay The shallow sweetness of the heavenly haste I still remain here, in the gloomy, choked space And I will shed no tear, and let no smile to my face I won't let no wave, disturb any ear, I will stay here, Guarding this vain grace.
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