
@generalpha
Prompt
Rows of makeshift structures, constructed from salvaged materials, were scattered throughout the cavern. These served as living quarters, workshops, and communal areas for the bunker's residents. Rustic furnishings, handcrafted from repurposed materials, added a sense of comfort and homeliness to the otherwise stark environment. In one corner, a small hydroponic garden thrived, its verdant greenery providing a stark contrast to the rocky surroundings. The carefully tended plants offered a sourc
large hands
2 years ago
Model
SDXL
Guidance Scale
7
Dimensions
832 × 1248

![[Tilt-Shift Photography] The world above was a distant legend, whispered among Cuties around flickering campfires. They spoke of a sun that had vanished from the sky generations ago, replaced by a colossal fungal overgrowth that blotted out the heavens. What lay beyond this fungal wasteland, none could say for certain. The world outside was a place of myths and nightmares, a place where the air didn't taste of decay, and the earth wasn't a sea of mycelium. Luna's senses were honed to perfection](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMGQzZGM4MzEtZWZiMS00YTdjLWFiMzktNmZkNWVhZGFjMjBjLmpwZWc.webp)

![[photo by Danny Clinch] you press on her entrance, her jungle, her mound, and she likes it](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZWI5ZDAxNGItZjhlOC00NDc2LThkYTItZTU2YTAzMzk3YzM0LmpwZWc.webp)

![[coffee] In the Inn, the smiling hobbit worked behind the bar. Though small in stature, none was more joyful in service. His eyes, bright as sunrise and always upturned in mirth, inspected beans from distant lands. From the machine poured drinks like liquid gold. Each shot drew from him a chuckling sniff, scents of exotic hills filling his head. With care he textured cream, lips still smiling as lofty peaks crowned. Patrons gathered round pots steaming, laughter echoing as in a hobbit-h](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vMTVhZDIxNDAtZTdjNi00NzNhLWExMWQtY2FlMDBkZTliODk2LmpwZWc.webp)



![[Tilt-Shift Photography] The world above was a distant legend, whispered among Cuties around flickering campfires. They spoke of a sun that had vanished from the sky generations ago, replaced by a colossal fungal overgrowth that blotted out the heavens. What lay beyond this fungal wasteland, none could say for certain. The world outside was a place of myths and nightmares, a place where the air didn't taste of decay, and the earth wasn't a sea of mycelium. Luna's senses were honed to perfection](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vY2MxYjM0NGYtN2RiMS00NTcxLWI4MjYtNmVmMDQ0M2UxMGQyLmpwZWc.webp)
![[Shattered Image of the Shire by multiple bands of collage, distorted colours, double exposed by JRR Tolkien (1970)] Miniature roundish cozy hobbit house hole of the Shire tilt-shift](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vY2M1NGI4MDYtNjMzMy00MDYwLWI5ZjctYzQxNTMxNWMzNTE5LmpwZWc.webp)
![[high res illustration by Jean-Claude Meziere with Kupka's palette] The Hanging Gardens of Babylon, once a marvel of ancient beauty, now transformed into a futuristic starship construction site that rivals even the grandeur of Utopia Planitia. The air hums with the sound of machinery and the scent of metal and innovation. Giant futuristic black and yellow Graviton Lifters goes in all directions, lifting massive starship pieces into place, while teams of engineers and technicians scurry about, wo](https://img.stablecog.com/insecure/256w/aHR0cHM6Ly9iLnN0YWJsZWNvZy5jb20vZjY1MzcwY2QtYTNmYi00Y2E0LWExYjItMzNmMTM0ZTkxMmNlLmpwZWc.webp)