![[Angel Heart (1987)] A tableau of intrigue: Miss Scarlett in red allure, Colonel Mustard in yellow-ish authority, Mrs. White in crisp black and white efficiency, Reverend Green in serene greenish robes, Mrs. Peacock in regal blue elegance, and Professor Plum in luxurious purple eccentricity. Together, they embody the enigmatic narrative of our novel.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/1920w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZGY2ZGNlYWEtOTUzYy00MWU2LTkwZWEtZThhMDQ3NDcxMmQ3LmpwZWc.webp)
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Prompt
[Angel Heart (1987)] A tableau of intrigue: Miss Scarlett in red allure, Colonel Mustard in yellow-ish authority, Mrs. White in crisp black and white efficiency, Reverend Green in serene greenish robes, Mrs. Peacock in regal blue elegance, and Professor Plum in luxurious purple eccentricity. Together, they embody the enigmatic narrative of our novel.
9 months ago
Model
SSD-1B
Guidance Scale
7
Dimensions
1280 × 720

![three sorceresses [high res photo of three women by Helmut Newton] in the flickering torchlight of the medieval tavern, three enchanting sorceresses stood side by side, their mystical auras shimmering with an otherworldly allure. Clad in flowing robes that accentuated their every movement, they exuded an air of command that silenced the rowdy patrons. Each of them possessed an undeniable presence, their gazes cutting through the haze of smoke and ale, demanding respect.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vM2FjZjMyOTUtMmE4Zi00YmJkLTlmYTgtZTRiYTQ4MmZhZDYyLmpwZWc.webp)

![three sorceresses [high res photo of three women by Helmut Newton] in the flickering torchlight of the medieval tavern, three enchanting sorceresses stood side by side, their mystical auras shimmering with an otherworldly allure. Clad in flowing robes that accentuated their every movement, they exuded an air of command that silenced the rowdy patrons. Each of them possessed an undeniable presence, their gazes cutting through the haze of smoke and ale, demanding respect.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNjBjY2QxMzktMjY4YS00Y2FjLWJkMjMtYmM4NDg4YjEwYzNmLmpwZWc.webp)
![[a scene from Angel Heart, the movie (1987)] A tableau of intrigue: Miss Scarlett in red allure, Colonel Mustard in yellow-ish authority, Mrs. White in crisp black and white efficiency, Reverend Green in serene greenish robes, Mrs. Peacock in regal blue elegance, and Professor Plum in luxurious purple eccentricity. Together, they embody the enigmatic narrative of our novel.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNWU1YzJmODAtODM2ZS00ZTQ0LTkxOGYtZGVlNzMyYmY2MjgzLmpwZWc.webp)
![[high res photo of three women by Helmut Newton] Amidst the flickering torchlight of the crowded tavern, three enchanting sorceresses stood side by side, their mystical auras shimmering with an otherworldly allure. 🔥 Clad in flowing robes that accentuated their every movement, they exuded an air of command that silenced the rowdy patrons. Each of them possessed an undeniable presence, their gazes cutting through the haze of smoke and ale, demanding respect. ⚡ The blonde sorceress at the center](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNWEyODg3ZGItYWEzNy00ZTIxLWE3N2EtMzE0ZmVhZWQ4ZGFhLmpwZWc.webp)

![[iconic color photo by Helmut Newton] EMeRGENCE: Her bended figure emerged from the chaos, surrounded by the swirling backdrop of yellow dust and billowing smoke that cloaked the attack in the bustling yellow market plaza. An Italian woman clad in plush green trousers and a worn velvet green pull-over, her back heaving with urgency, navigated the labyrinthine alleys with a grace born of desperation.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZTUxZGY4NmEtOGViMC00ODUzLWEzMGItYWRjMmE1YjRkOTg1LmpwZWc.webp)
![[vintage] A woman in tuxedo around a pond](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vM2RjYTg0OTItZTRkMC00YWY0LWE1YWYtMDE2OWYyMTU5MWUxLmpwZWc.webp)

![a mystery to solve [colour photography by helmut newton] She takes another sip of her tea, her eyes flickering to the men in the corner booth before settling back on you. "This town has its share of interesting elements, as you put it. But I wouldn't go poking around too much if I were you." "Why's that?" you ask, leaning forward slightly. "Is there something I should know about?" Maggie shrugs, a nonchalant gesture that doesn't quite match the seriousness in her eyes.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vYmI2NDJhZTAtOGRkZi00ODE3LTk0NjktYzJiN2RiOTA2ZjQwLmpwZWc.webp)
![[photo by Helmut Newton (1965)] three women: Marilyn Monroe on a sofa with two friends, a brunette on her left, a redhead on her right](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNzdlNmY5NDctMDVjYS00YWM1LWJjMDYtNjY5YWU0YmU3ODdjLmpwZWc.webp)