plane crash in a forest, fire and debris

oil painting of a a wizard's tower in a clearing in the woods, a wizard tower that is topped with a glass and steel dome magical forest with silver and gold leaves detailed and intricate a winding stone path leads to the tower

dark oil painting of a cybersteampunk man who interfaces with a retro-futuristic rube-goldberg manifestation of the internet with cables from a man's helmet to an elaborate machine macabre sinister sci-fi

oil painting portrait female space ship captain baroque-style uniform retro-futurism sleek leather and chrome haughty and beautiful background launching pad for a shiny ornate fantastic rocket ship

oil painting of an android made of reflective chrome and kintsugi cracked white porcelain beautiful lighting background busy street sidewalk bustling with humans

Leon Trotsky in a suit giving a speech during Russian Revolution, 1917 year

painting of a deer emerging from the mist in the early morning

oil painting an adorable quokka taking a walk in a big city

It's getting close to midnight The shadows start to grow He can feel the inner fire It's burning inside it's getting higher and higher Walk trough the wind, walk trough the rain Neon lights glow on the horizon He opens the door, just wants more and more In this game, there's nothing to lose Don't shoot the dancing dwarf Lights out, he's dancing in the dark He shines brighter than a million stars Fly high, the night is young Break the ice, the party has just begun Don't shoot, don't shoot the dancing dwarf In the shade is the hunter The victim in his sight Deep down in his heart, he is a liar In for the kill, he destroys for desire Looking for a fight Don't know whats wrong or right His veins are filled with blood and fire It's time to attack, Theres no turning back This time, he will lose it all Don't shoot the dancing dwarf Lights out, he's dancing in the dark He shines brighter than a million stars Fly high, the night is young Break the ice, the party has just begun Don't shoot, don't shoot the dancing dwarf Don't shoot the dancing dwarf Lights out, he's dancing in the dark He shines brighter than a million stars Fly high, the night is young Break the ice, the party has just begun Don't shoot, don't shoot the dancing dwarf

oil painting isometric diagram of a boxy flux capacitor with exposed vacuum tubes and an oscilloscope and digital display wiring electric glow