
@generalpha
Prompt
the Slavic goddess girl youthful Zorya Utrennyaya (Dawn/Morning), the Slavic goddess woman 30 years old Zorya Vechernyaya (Twilight/Evening), the Slavic goddess granny old Zorya Polunochnaya (Midnight), and the Slavic god Czernobog (terrible evil hammer) : illustration by Norman Rockwell and Helmut Newton for American Gods (2021), they stand in the slavic realm
distorted image, malformed body, malformed fingers
11 days ago
Model
SSD-1B
Guidance Scale
7
Dimensions
1248 × 832

![[clip by Sandra - Maria Magdalena 1985] Circe the incredible nymph with lovely braids in Sistine Chapel, she is surrounded by cardinals in the conclave](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNWJiZWNmOWMtMjAyYi00MWUwLTg3YjAtZTkxYzlkNDFkZWMxLmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by Michael Kaluta] Joan of Arc approach the throne ; she can see the king studying her intently. She bows deeply, showing her respect, and Jean and Bertrand introduce her to the king.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNzhmYjIwOGYtMDgzMC00NmM5LTg3YjItZjg1NmI0MjFjMGQ0LmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by Norman Rockwell] Brain, zombie, skull and the likes... Land trembles as the Necromancer Queen emerges, her twin swords gleaming with dark power. Undead minions heed her command, twisted by her malevolent magic into grotesque servitude. Flanked by monstrous warriors, one decay-shrouded and the other a formidable mass of muscle, she nears the heart of the battlefield as a storm of dread brews above, echoing nature's fear.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMjJlNjBmYzAtMDJkZC00MzEzLTk2MTYtOGRmMjI4NmMzNGI1LmpwZWc.webp)

![[colour illustration for Sorceress (1982)] Leigh Harris as the dark Lady of Whispers sits upon her ornate throne looking down at Lynette Harris the poor farmer blonde braids woman knelt before her, her eyes downcast in a mixture of fear and defiance.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZDAxYmZmMjItNWMyZS00MDAwLTkyODMtMWQwOTIxOGMwNjI4LmpwZWc.webp)
![[sexy woman] Anthropomorphic Mythology, Macherot](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZGI5ZGU2NTYtYmRmOC00ZWNiLTg3NDUtMTJhOTI3MWFkNjE4LmpwZWc.webp)
![[very impressive high res masterpiece in Kodak Eastman 5247, scene by László Krasznahorkai] Three Witches from Macbeth surrounded by flames with a pentagram around them](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZTFhMzkzMjItNWViYy00MWIxLTg0MzgtOTI0Mjg1YjZmNGJlLmpwZWc.webp)
![[Disenchantment, Queen Dagmar] Another damn ceremony awaiting her presence. Queen Dagmar smoothed the folds of her elaborate gown, dyed a rich plum and embellished with intricate black embroideries. Moonstones and jet glimmered at her neck and wrists, laden as she was with the trappings of her station. The plunging neckline displayed her alabaster cleavage to intimidating effect, while puffed sleeves resembled a raven's severe wings. A circlet of thorny black branches crowned her wild fiery mane](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMDI5ODA1YTktOTAxZi00YmEwLTlmYWItN2Y3ZWE2YTI5ODAyLmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by Norman Rockwell] Brain, zombie, skull and the likes... Land trembles as the Necromancer Queen emerges, her twin swords gleaming with dark power. Undead minions heed her command, twisted by her malevolent magic into grotesque servitude. Flanked by monstrous warriors, one decay-shrouded and the other a formidable mass of muscle, she nears the heart of the battlefield as a storm of dread brews above, echoing nature's fear.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMTY2Y2FjZDEtNTYyYy00NzJjLWFlYmMtYmU1ODBhYTAwOTJhLmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by Michael Kaluta] The Celestial Blacksmith, a figure shrouded in cosmic mystery and forged in the fires of the universe. Crafting celestial wonders with hammer and anvil amidst the swirling nebulae. Sparks of creation flying as the stars themselves bend to his will. Each strike of his hammer echoing through the cosmos, shaping the very fabric of existence. A master of celestial metalwork, bending stardust and shaping galaxies with divine precision. The Celestial Blacksmith, a cosmic artisa](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZThiZDQ3NTEtOTczMC00ODA1LWIwMjUtMDY1NTdlY2M3NGM2LmpwZWc.webp)
![[Disenchantment, Queen Dagmar] spilt to slake her savage thirst. Only when a merchant lord dared question her judgement did Dagmar's lips peel back in a bone-chilling snarl. The oaf wilted as her words flayed flesh from mind, left shaking in a heap upon the floor. This display sated her black humor for now. With a flick of cerulean silk Dagmar rose, grace incarnate yet death given mortal form. Night's frigid wings spread across the cloudy sky as she swept from the hall in a flurry of snow. None](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vYTk1ZWIyNGItMjc5YS00MmQ1LWI4MGItOThjY2ZhYjg4NTdkLmpwZWc.webp)