![[art by Karlotta Freier] atlas and prometheus cliff of the planet, blue sun and greenish clouds, towards the vortex, ready to embark. the blue sun cast a cryptic shimmer, the swirling energies of the celestial winds.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/1920w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vYWU3YjkyNmQtMWM4NC00NGY2LWI1ZWUtMWMwZjNiOGQwNjljLmpwZWc.webp)
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Prompt
[art by Karlotta Freier] atlas and prometheus cliff of the planet, blue sun and greenish clouds, towards the vortex, ready to embark. the blue sun cast a cryptic shimmer, the swirling energies of the celestial winds.
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
![[art by John Blanche] AAs Atlas and Prometheus stood on the cliff of the planet with the blue sun and greenish clouds, a mysterious energy enveloped them, hinting at ancient power. The celestial backdrop painted a surreal scene as the ground rumbled and the sky crackled with electric energy. A portal shimmered before them, offering unknown promises and perilous mysteries. With a silent agreement, they stepped towards the vortex, ready to embark on a journey testing their strength and wisdom. The](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNGI3YjYyZGMtYzQ4ZC00NWEyLWEyNDktZDlkOGFhMjljMTBjLmpwZWc.webp)


![[art by Zdzisław Beksiński] Hunger gnawed, a primal need, 'Till an oasis I found, its sweet waters I drank with greed. Refreshed, but still unsure of my rightful place, I sought shelter, away from prying eyes and alien grace. Wandering these dunes, a mystery unbound, Visions and memories, swirling all around. What forces brought me to this alien ground? A soulful lament, my heart's resound.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMTcxNmFlMmEtNWU2OS00NzMyLTk5ZDItZDk3MzEwZDYwOGI1LmpwZWc.webp)

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![[art by Zdzisław Beksiński] In the ethereal stillness of the celestial realm, Metatron, the chief of winged angels, descended. His radiant wings shimmered like starlight, casting a celestial glow across the heavens. Suddenly, a tremor rippled through creation. God struck the three hundred and ninety heavens, and they quaked in reverent awe. From His eyes, tears flowed—hot as molten fire—cascading down like fiery rain into the vast ocean below. The waters stirred, roiling with sorrow as waves ign](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vYjg0Y2EzY2ItM2YyMC00NTFkLWJlZTktMGQwZDQwODc3NTI2LmpwZWc.webp)
![[art by John Blanche] As Atlas and Prometheus on the cliff of the planet with the blue sun and greenish clouds, enveloped by a mysterious atomic energy. The celestial backdrop, the ground rumbles and the sky crackles. towards the vortex, ready to embark. The blue sun cast a cryptic shimmer, leaving their fates hanging in the balance as they ventured into the swirling energies of the alien world.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZjA0ZGQwM2YtZTE4Yi00YWMwLTlkZmYtYjhkYjliMmYzNDAxLmpwZWc.webp)


![[art by Zdzisław Beksiński] In the ethereal stillness of the celestial realm, Metatron, the chief of winged angels, descended. His radiant wings shimmered like starlight, casting a celestial glow across the heavens. Suddenly, a tremor rippled through creation. God struck the three hundred and ninety heavens, and they quaked in reverent awe. From His eyes, tears flowed—hot as molten fire—cascading down like fiery rain into the vast ocean below. The waters stirred, roiling with sorrow as waves ign](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vY2Y3ZmM3NzktMDgwYi00N2UyLWIwN2QtMDM4Y2EzZDBlM2IyLmpwZWc.webp)
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