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Masterpiece photorealistic full-length freckled brown wavy shoulder hair 40yo beautiful elfic woman wearing a blue and purple sleek , form-fitting victorian steampunk sleeveless turtleneck opened lace swimsuit , barefoot . Her face is distinctly human with expressive , bright blue eyes and a gentle smile. She have her right hand on her hip. she's laying on a red confortable sofa and hugging lovely a 25yo freckled pale long auburn hair beautiful young elfic woman with green eyes , wearing a victorian opened lace green and blue steampunk sleeveless swimsuit with clockworks parts on , barefoot , they are in a wooden steampunk boudoir. we can see a blue moon through a window ,

Masterpiece photorealistic full-length freckled brown wavy shoulder hair 40yo beautiful elfic woman wearing a blue and purple sleek , form-fitting victorian steampunk sleeveless turtleneck opened lace swimsuit , barefoot . Her face is distinctly human with expressive , bright blue eyes and a gentle smile. She have her right hand on her hip. she's laying on a red confortable sofa and hugging lovely a 25yo freckled pale long auburn hair beautiful young elfic woman with green eyes , wearing a victorian opened lace green and blue steampunk sleeveless swimsuit with clockworks parts on , barefoot , they are in a wooden steampunk boudoir. we can see a blue moon through a window ,

Masterpiece photorealistic full-length freckled brown wavy shoulder hair 40yo beautiful elfic woman wearing a blue and purple sleek , form-fitting victorian steampunk sleeveless turtleneck opened lace swimsuit , barefoot . Her face is distinctly human with expressive , bright blue eyes and a gentle smile. She have her right hand on her hip. she's laying on a red confortable sofa and hugging lovely a 25yo freckled pale long auburn hair beautiful young elfic woman with green eyes , wearing a victorian opened lace green and blue steampunk sleeveless swimsuit with clockworks parts on , barefoot , they are in a wooden steampunk boudoir. we can see a blue moon through a window ,

A colossal Predator , crafted from polished chrome and brass , perches atop a crumbling retro-futuristic cityscape under a nebula-filled sky. Intricate gears and glowing vacuum tubes are visible within its metallic feathers. The scene is rendered in a hyperrealistic style with dramatic , cinematic lighting , reminiscent of Syd Mead's vision and the detailed fantasy concept art of artists like Brom. ,

Santa Claus , depicted with a photorealistic , weathered face and kind eyes , sits in a dimly lit workshop filled with the glow of a few strategically placed lanterns and the warm light emanating from wooden toys. His hands , one holding a half-finished wooden train , are illuminated by the soft light , highlighting the texture of his worn leather gloves. The scene evokes a sense of quiet anticipation , rendered with cinematic depth and a focus on realistic textures and warm holiday light. ,

Kay Nielsen , Basil Gogos , Alberto Savinio , James Gurney , Surrealism , close-up of a Morrocan woman in her early forties , wearing regal blue lehenga embroidered design reflects a unique charm , gracefully radiates charm , a pronounced square face , her high cheekbones and chiseled jawline beautiful and thick thighs and broad shoulders , Slim tonified waist and plump tight smooth glutess ,

Two snowmen wearing black top hats stand together on a snow-covered hill at sunrise their body shape like numbers '6' and '7'. Soft golden light illuminates the snowy ground , trees , and distant valley , where a castle silhouette rests on the horizon. Small glowing lights hang from nearby branches , creating a peaceful winter morning scene filled with calm and warmth. ,

A surreal , hyper-realistic 3D render of a serene mountain lake , but the water's surface is perfectly still and reflects a sky filled with an impossible arrangement of clocks , all showing slightly different times , with prominent '6's and '7's. Tiny , anthropomorphic squirrels wearing tiny numbered vests (one '6' , one '7') are fishing from a small , floating raft. The style is hyper-detailed and polished , evoking a dreamlike yet tangible atmosphere. ,

Mythological Romantic Digital Art In the picture , there is a temple , behind which a Encapsulated within a ॐ symbol Richly detailed digital masterpiece of A Lord Shiva and snow landscape double exposure juxtaposed against the form of the pose , his form infused with heavenly astral ॐ made of glass with the universe inside , and in front of the temple , many people are praying on Himalaya ,

ultra high definition photorealistc image , very beautiful , 35 year old , friendly nice smiling girl , looking out with a souverain expression , with strawberry red lips , full body frontal view , near by to the entrance of a Reeperbahn bar , in a stunning black underwear under a detailed intricate patterned black body clothing , wearing fine black intricate patterned silk see through fine shiny patterned chiffon dress , black shiny Stilettos , Squatting , legs wide opened. ,

Generate imageSummon Kaali as the untamed avatar of primordial feminine power—depicted in a pre-Renaissance , anime-inspired vision that honors the oldest temple carvings , unafraid of the storm and shadow.Her form is carved from midnight—muscles rippling like river currents beneath velvet-dark skin , hips and thighs sculpted by chaos and creation alike. Her body is crowned by wild , ink-black tresses , a thundering halo that whips and coils with the wind , tangled with relics of conquest: shards of bone , tangled garlands , living serpents , and storm-born flowers.Her face is both moon and fang: kohl-drenched eyes , sharp-browed , the smile of one who has tasted the world’s last secrets—lips parted , a whisper from the edge of fear and ecstasy. Blood and ash paint her cheekbones , the mark of night’s embrace.Adorn her not in cloth , but in the trophies of existence’s darkest dance:Around her throat , a mala of skulls—some leering , some fresh with memory—each a chapter in her endless poem.Across her form , gleaming circlets of precious metal—some curving boldly where flesh meets fate , adorned with charms: tiny effigies , droplets of red stone , echoing the mystery beneath.Her girdle: not sewn , but assembled from relics of battle—armlets , wristlets , and a wild tangle of chains and ornaments that flutter and clash like battle hymns.The lower shadows reveal nothing and everything—her presence veiled in living shadow , a thicket of inked wildness , ornamented and obscured by the spoils of war: pendants , bone , locks of hair , and relics of those who challenged her. The body’s full story told in suggestion , not exposure; all curves rendered through glimmering metal and ink-stained darkness.Four arms—each a weapon and a blessing:One raises a blade slick with night’s nectar.One cradles a vessel brimming with ancient offerings.One clutches the memory of defeat , andThe last bestows fearless benediction upon mortals.She stands astride the world’s fears:Foot pressed to the chest of a dreaming god , or planted among a harvest of vanquished pride , the ground littered with echoes of shattered arrogance—steel , bone , and the last embers of rebellion.Her brow is crowned by the relics of eternity—skull tiara , crescent , garlands and sacred glyphs.Ashes stripe her skin , fangs glint at her lips , and serpents coil in the wild banner of her hair.Her mood: A tempest , a seductress , a breaker of chains and hearts—her gaze dares you to worship , her aura demands respect or retreat.Scene:A world painted in obsidian and moonlight—rivers of shadow , pyres of defeated certainty , storms that howl through broken temples.All rendered in the language of black ink , heavy shadow , and feverish brush—where every detail is both invitation and warning , every line a hymn to the untamed goddess.Style:Manga-ink , bold , tempestuous , mythic—never safe , never sanitized , always true to the wildest prayers of ancient night. ,

Generate image Summon Kaali as the untamed avatar of primordial feminine power—depicted in a pre-Renaissance , anime-inspired vision that honors the oldest temple carvings , unafraid of the storm and shadow. Her form is carved from midnight—muscles rippling like river currents beneath velvet-dark skin , hips and thighs sculpted by chaos and creation alike. Her body is crowned by wild , ink-black tresses , a thundering halo that whips and coils with the wind , tangled with relics of conquest: shards of bone , tangled garlands , living serpents , and storm-born flowers. Her face is both moon and fang: kohl-drenched eyes , sharp-browed , the smile of one who has tasted the world’s last secrets—lips parted , a whisper from the edge of fear and ecstasy. Blood and ash paint her cheekbones , the mark of night’s embrace. Adorn her not in cloth , but in the trophies of existence’s darkest dance: Around her throat , a mala of skulls—some leering , some fresh with memory—each a chapter in her endless poem. Across her form , gleaming circlets of precious metal—some curving boldly where flesh meets fate , adorned with charms: tiny effigies , droplets of red stone , echoing the mystery beneath. Her girdle: not sewn , but assembled from relics of battle—armlets , wristlets , and a wild tangle of chains and ornaments that flutter and clash like battle hymns. The lower shadows reveal nothing and everything—her presence veiled in living shadow , a thicket of inked wildness , ornamented and obscured by the spoils of war: pendants , bone , locks of hair , and relics of those who challenged her. The body’s full story told in suggestion , not exposure; all curves rendered through glimmering metal and ink-stained darkness. Four arms—each a weapon and a blessing: One raises a blade slick with night’s nectar. One cradles a vessel brimming with ancient offerings. One clutches the memory of defeat , and The last bestows fearless benediction upon mortals. She stands astride the world’s fears: Foot pressed to the chest of a dreaming god , or planted among a harvest of vanquished pride , the ground littered with echoes of shattered arrogance—steel , bone , and the last embers of rebellion. Her brow is crowned by the relics of eternity—skull tiara , crescent , garlands and sacred glyphs. Ashes stripe her skin , fangs glint at her lips , and serpents coil in the wild banner of her hair. Her mood: A tempest , a seductress , a breaker of chains and hearts—her gaze dares you to worship , her aura demands respect or retreat. Scene: A world painted in obsidian and moonlight—rivers of shadow , pyres of defeated certainty , storms that howl through broken temples. All rendered in the language of black ink , heavy shadow , and feverish brush—where every detail is both invitation and warning , every line a hymn to the untamed goddess. Style: Manga-ink , bold , tempestuous , mythic—never safe , never sanitized , always true to the wildest prayers of ancient night. ,

Children’s storybook cover , landscape format. Three real children as main characters: Danial , Alinur , Abai , realistic photo-accurate faces exactly matching the provided reference photos , no face alteration , no stylization on children. The children are standing together smiling , warmly lit , natural skin tones. Surround them with Zootopia characters (Judy Hopps , Nick Wilde) in cartoon Zootopia animation style. Bright , magical city of Zootopia in the background , festive and friendly mood. Book title in Kazakh language , beautifully styled fairy-tale typography: «Зверополистегі үш дос» Subtitle (smaller text): Даниал , Алинұр , Абай туралы ертегі ,

Children’s storybook cover , landscape format. Three real children as main characters: Danial , Alinur , Abai , realistic photo-accurate faces exactly matching the provided reference photos , no face alteration , no stylization on children. The children are standing together smiling , warmly lit , natural skin tones. Surround them with Zootopia characters (Judy Hopps , Nick Wilde) in cartoon Zootopia animation style. Bright , magical city of Zootopia in the background , festive and friendly mood. Book title in Kazakh language , beautifully styled fairy-tale typography: «Зверополистегі үш дос» Subtitle (smaller text): Даниал , Алинұр , Абай туралы ертегі ,