
@generalpha
Prompt
In the center of the room stands the imposing figure of the goddess Fortune, her gaze unyielding and her presence commanding. The wheel of Fortune dominates the space, its relentless motion echoing the inexorable march of time. Around the goddess are the mortal figures - the slave, the king, the poet - frozen in time, their expressions a mix of resignation and despair.
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




![[kupka] We embody wisdom, the connection so strong, Between humanity and earth, in this ancient song. Oh, kulu natume, dance of gods so true, Celebrate the harvest, in rhythms we move,](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNDM5ZmQxMmYtNjg4My00YWI5LThmNWMtMGQzMDYwMDkyZWJhLmpwZWc.webp)

![[art by Kupka] "Cy est Pourtraicte, Madame Ste Ursule, et les Unze Mille Vierges" is a poem in Wallace Stevens's first book of poetry, Harmonium. It was first published in 1915 in the magazine Rogue.](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vYzE5OWIxODctMDUwYS00NjcyLWFlMGYtMTc0NDlmN2U4OGFkLmpwZWc.webp)
![[kupka] We embody wisdom, the connection so strong, Between humanity and earth, in this ancient song. Oh, kulu natume, dance of gods so true, Celebrate the harvest, in rhythms we move,](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNzZkNjNkNmYtM2M0YS00M2IzLWE3N2MtYjYzY2ExNzdmNmJhLmpwZWc.webp)
![[kupka] We embody wisdom, the connection so strong, Between humanity and earth, in this ancient song. Oh, kulu natume, dance of gods so true, Celebrate the harvest, in rhythms we move,](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vNzQ0ZDk1YjItZDY1OS00YzQ2LWJhOWEtYWU2NGJjZThiNTRjLmpwZWc.webp)


