(Ajuro) (2024)
Image description: In a haunting and mystical scene, two large, dark hands descend from the cloudy and ominous skies, their fingers glowing with an intense red light that illuminates the barren landscape below. The ground is rocky and desolate, with dead trees stretching their gnarled branches towards the sky as if reaching out for salvation. The eerie glow from the hands casts an otherworldly illumination on the scene, creating a stark contrast between light and darkness that evokes a sense of mystery and foreboding.
Full Generation Parameters:
monochrome with red highlights, Winslow Homer Style, hands from above, hands from top, blood dripping from finger, Capture the eerie essence of a chilling dystopian nightmare as you focus your lens on a spooky homunculus hands from above advancing towards you in the shadowy surroundings. Freeze the spine-tingling moment that sends shivers down your spine.
Negative prompt: ng_deepnegative_v1_75t, anime, cartoon, graphic, text, painting, crayon, graphite, abstract, glitch, deformed, mutated, ugly, disfigured, ugly breasts, tripod, camera, (censorship, censored, worst quality, low quality, normal quality, lowres, low details, bad photo, bad photography, bad art:1.4), (watermark, signature, text font, username, error, logo, words, letters, digits, autograph, trademark, name:1.2), (blur, blurry), morbid, ugly, mutated malformed, mutilated, poorly lit, bad shadow, draft, cropped, out of frame, cut off, censored, JPEG artifacts, out of focus, glitch, duplicate, (bad hands, bad anatomy, bad body, bad face, bad teeth, bad arms, bad legs, deformities:1.3) (ugly hands, ugly anatomy, ugly body, ugly face, ugly teeth, ugly arms, ugly legs, deformities:1.3) ugly fingers, bad fingers, (((ugly nipples, bad nipples, deformed nipples))), (((Bad teeth, ugly teeth)))
Steps: 35, Size: 832x1216, Seed: 1524357660, Sampler: DPM++ 2M Karras, CFG scale: 5, Clip skip: 2
keepthepace@slrpnk.net 7 months ago
In the barren lands the faint sobbing voices of innocents dying was generally unheard by anyone except the uncaring cold winter tundra. Yet, occasionally, through some obscure motive of a somber chtonian deity, the useless tears would be magnified as drops of martyr blood calling for more blood. It would become a beacon of red light for the righteous and the outraged. Grief turned to flame and blood. Indifference turned into fire and statu-quo into chaos. In such times despair could become hope and indifference was banned. But even the heroes of these times of change knew better than to praise the nightly hands that ignited the ashes.