
@generalpha
Prompt
snowy scene,Holidaytown, 1960’s stop-motion animation style
statue, doubles, twins, entangled fingers, Worst Quality, ugly, ugly face, watermarks, undetailed, unrealistic, double limbs, worst hands, worst body, Disfigured, double, twin, dialog, book, multiple fingers, deformed, deformity, ugliness, poorly drawn face, extra_limb, extra limbs, bad hands, wrong hands, poorly drawn hands, messy drawing, cropped head, bad anatomy, lowres, extra digit, fewer digit, worst quality, low quality, jpeg artifacts, watermark, missing fingers, cropped, poorly drawn
11 months ago
Model
SSD-1B
Guidance Scale
7
Dimensions
1024 × 1024




![[horror monster series collector cards (1961)] collection "Rare Exports: A Christmas Tale," [Finland 2010] the cold winds howl through the snow-covered landscape. The skeleton Santa Claus stands tall and eerie, a figure of dread rather than joy, as he navigates the crypt filled with haunted gifts, and a ghostly Christmas tree.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMzNkNmJkYzUtNzFlMy00Y2I1LTg5YzUtYTQ1OTUxYzAzMzk0LmpwZWc.webp)
![[horror monster series collector cards (1961)] collection "Rare Exports: A Christmas Tale," [Finland 2010] the cold winds howl through the snow-covered landscape. The skeleton Santa Claus stands tall and eerie, a figure of dread rather than joy, as he navigates the crypt filled with haunted gifts, and a ghostly Christmas tree.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNTQ1ZTk2OWUtZjU4YS00NjM2LTlmNTMtYmFmZmRhZDllYTg2LmpwZWc.webp)
![blueprint [illustration for Osprey Publishing’s by Angus McBride]](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vOWJhN2FmZWMtOTg4ZS00ZGQzLWI5ZGUtYzQzMjgwNTdlZmY4LmpwZWc.webp)


![[comics Head Lopper style by Andrew MacLean] winter sky loomed over the castle as the wooden giant closed in, each step crunching through snow and ice. The villagers huddled below, trembling in the chill of the cellars, clutching amulets, murmuring to gods who felt distant and silent. On the frozen bridge, the druid stood alone, breath misting as he raised his staff. His hawk shrieked above, circling. Roots cracked through the ice as magic pulsed through the cold air. Snow and splinters flew,](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNTAxZWZmY2MtM2JmNy00ZWI2LTg3MmUtMDNmMGEzMzc5ZjM4LmpwZWc.webp)

![In the style of "Rare Exports: A Christmas Tale," [Finland 2010] we find ourselves in the icy wilderness of Finland, where the cold winds howl through the snow-covered landscape. The skeleton Santa Claus stands tall and eerie, a figure of dread rather than joy, as he navigates the crypt filled with undead carolers, haunted gifts, and a ghostly Christmas tree.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNTcxMWY5NGUtYWI0Ni00MTQwLTlhNGYtYjQ0MmRkNDA0YTdjLmpwZWc.webp)