As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe

As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe

As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe

As when upon a tranced summer-night, Those green-rob'd senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust, Which comes upon the silence and dies off, As if the ebbing air had but one wave, So came these words and went the while in tears, She touch'd her fair large forehead to the ground, Just where her falling hair might be outspread, A soft and silken mat for Saturn's feet, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe

One moon with alteration slow had shed Her silver seasons four upon the night And still these two were postured motionless Like natural sculpture in cathedral cavern The frozen God still couchant on the earth And the sad Goddess weeping at his feet Until at length old Saturn lifted up His faded eyes and saw his kingdom gone And all the gloom and sorrow of the place And that fair kneeling Goddess and then spake As with a palsied tongue and while his beard Shook horrid with such aspen-malady, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe

One moon, with alteration slow, had shed Her silver seasons four upon the night, And still these two were postured motionless, Like natural sculpture in cathedral cavern; The frozen God still couchant on the earth, And the sad Goddess weeping at his feet: Until at length old Saturn lifted up His faded eyes, and saw his kingdom gone, And all the gloom and sorrow of the place, And that fair kneeling Goddess; and then spake, As with a palsied tongue, and while his beard Shook horrid with such aspen-malady, detailed, dark art, painting, landscape, best quality, 8k, hdr, by charles tunnicliffe, by george dawe

xenomorph fighting against the shroom knights, detailed, by charles tunnicliffe, painting, best quality, 8k, hdr, intricate details

xenomorph fighting against the shroom knights, detailed, by charles tunnicliffe, painting, best quality, 8k, hdr, intricate details

xenomorph fighting against the shroom knights, detailed, by charles tunnicliffe, painting, best quality, 8k, hdr, intricate details

xenomorph fighting against the shroom knights, detailed, by charles tunnicliffe, painting, best quality, 8k, hdr, intricate details

1bird, Tiny swallow on the fly, green hills of ireland, small house and new black leather tap shoes on the terrace, best quality, masterpiece, detailed

The house I was born in is but a stone on a stone And all round the garden the weeds they have grown And all the fine neighbours that ever I knew Like the red rose have perished in the May morning dew

The house I was born in is but a stone on a stone And all round the garden the weeds they have grown And all the fine neighbours that ever I knew Like the red rose have perished in the May morning dew

The house I was born in is but a stone on a stone And all round the garden the weeds they have grown And all the fine neighbours that ever I knew Like the red rose have perished in the May morning dew, by xavier valls, by charles tunnicliffe, by bernard cathelin, by george dawe

The house I was born in is but a stone on a stone And all round the garden the weeds they have grown And all the fine neighbours that ever I knew Like the red rose have perished in the May morning dew, by xavier valls, by charles tunnicliffe, by bernard cathelin, by george dawe

God be with the old folk they are all dead and gone And likewise my brothers young Denis and John As we tripped through the heather wild hares to pursue Our joys they did mingle in the May morning dew, by xavier valls, by charles tunnicliffe, by bernard cathelin, by george dawe

The heather bends to the ground and the horizon has darkened, The clouds are getting heavier and there are fewer gaps of light in them, You're sitting on a hill motionless and silent, All the words have already been said and all the songs are finished, But I know there will be keys And the doors will open For someone who knew how to believe, and above the dark waters of darkness A blue star will rise For someone who knew how to wait, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece

The heather bends to the ground and the horizon has darkened, The clouds are getting heavier and there are fewer gaps of light in them, You're sitting on a hill motionless and silent, All the words have already been said and all the songs are finished, But I know there will be keys And the doors will open For someone who knew how to believe, and above the dark waters of darkness A blue star will rise For someone who knew how to wait, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece

It hurts you to walk and it's hard for you to breathe as You have an open wound instead of a heart, But you're still taking another step Through wormwood and thorns to the long-awaited heaven, But one day all the angels will wake up And the doors will open For someone who knew how to believe, and on a stormy January morning Almonds will bloom in the mountains For someone who knew how to wait, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece, dark art

The heather bends to the ground and the horizon has darkened, The clouds are getting heavier and there are fewer gaps of light in them, You're sitting on a hill motionless and silent, All the words have already been said and all the songs are finished, But I know there will be keys And the doors will open For someone who knew how to believe, and above the dark waters of darkness A blue star will rise For someone who knew how to wait, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece, dark art

A lonely boat glides fatally Through the cold waters of endless sadness, Only heaven knows everything about our orphanhood And about the pain that is bound by the oath of silence, There are islands of solace somewhere And the salvation shore For someone who knew how to believe, new stars are born there And almonds bloom in the mountains For someone who knew how to wait, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece, dark art

A lonely boat glides fatally Through the cold waters of endless sadness, Only heaven knows everything about our orphanhood And about the pain that is bound by the oath of silence, There are islands of solace somewhere And the salvation shore For someone who knew how to believe, new stars are born there And almonds bloom in the mountains For someone who knew how to wait, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece, dark art

It hurts you to walk and it's hard for you to breathe as You have an open wound instead of a heart, But you're still taking another step Through wormwood and thorns to the long-awaited heaven, But one day all the angels will wake up And the doors will open For someone who knew how to believe, and on a stormy January morning Almonds will bloom in the mountains For someone who knew how to wait, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece, dark art

The heather bends to the ground and the horizon has darkened, The clouds are getting heavier and there are fewer gaps of light in them, You're sitting on a hill motionless and silent, All the words have already been said and all the songs are finished, But I know there will be keys And the doors will open For someone who knew how to believe, and above the dark waters of darkness A blue star will rise For someone who knew how to wait, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece, dark art

It hurts you to walk and it's hard for you to breathe as You have an open wound instead of a heart, But you're still taking another step Through wormwood and thorns to the long-awaited heaven, But one day all the angels will wake up And the doors will open For someone who knew how to believe, and on a stormy January morning Almonds will bloom in the mountains For someone who knew how to wait, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece, dark art

Along with the smell of sun-scorched fields A new autumn enters the heart like a dark bird, You are weaving your wreath of mourning ribbons Of withered flowers and blackened spikelets, But who knows what will happen with Cold weather and losses For someone who knew how to believe, And who knows when over the water A blue star will rise For someone who knew how to wait, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece, dark art

That word Found way unto Olympus and made quake The rebel three Thea was startled up And in her bearing was a sort of hope As thus she quick-voic'd spake yet full of awe This cheers our fallen house come to our friends O Saturn come away and give them heart I know the covert from thence came I hither Thus brief then with beseeching eyes she went With backward footing through the shade a space He follow'd and she turn'd to lead the way Through aged boughs that yielded like the mist Which eagles cleave upmounting from their nest, by M.C.Escher

That word Found way unto Olympus and made quake The rebel three Thea was startled up And in her bearing was a sort of hope As thus she quick-voic'd spake yet full of awe This cheers our fallen house come to our friends O Saturn come away and give them heart I know the covert from thence came I hither Thus brief then with beseeching eyes she went With backward footing through the shade a space He follow'd and she turn'd to lead the way Through aged boughs that yielded like the mist Which eagles cleave upmounting from their nest, by M.C.Escher

That word Found way unto Olympus and made quake The rebel three Thea was startled up And in her bearing was a sort of hope As thus she quick-voic'd spake yet full of awe This cheers our fallen house come to our friends O Saturn come away and give them heart I know the covert from thence came I hither Thus brief then with beseeching eyes she went With backward footing through the shade a space He follow'd and she turn'd to lead the way Through aged boughs that yielded like the mist Which eagles cleave upmounting from their nest, by M.C.Escher

That word Found way unto Olympus and made quake The rebel three Thea was startled up And in her bearing was a sort of hope As thus she quick-voic'd spake yet full of awe This cheers our fallen house come to our friends O Saturn come away and give them heart I know the covert from thence came I hither Thus brief then with beseeching eyes she went With backward footing through the shade a space He follow'd and she turn'd to lead the way Through aged boughs that yielded like the mist Which eagles cleave upmounting from their nest

That word Found way unto Olympus and made quake The rebel three Thea was startled up And in her bearing was a sort of hope As thus she quick-voic'd spake yet full of awe This cheers our fallen house come to our friends O Saturn come away and give them heart I know the covert from thence came I hither Thus brief then with beseeching eyes she went With backward footing through the shade a space He follow'd and she turn'd to lead the way Through aged boughs that yielded like the mist Which eagles cleave upmounting from their nest

The most merciful thing in the world I think is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents, We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity and it was not meant that we should voyage far, The sciences each straining in its own direction have hitherto harmed us little but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality and of our frightful position therein that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age, by charles tunnicliffe

Who put the blood on your right shoulder son come and tell to me, it was the blood of a hare I killed yesterday I am weary mother let me be, by george dawe, by charles tunnicliffe

And what will you do with your houses and your lands? Son come and tell to me, I’ll lay them bare tae the birds of the air For there’s no more welcome there for me, by george dawe, by charles tunnicliffe

And what will you do in the winters o’ your life? Son come and tell to me, Like a saggin in the lough I’ll bend in the wind and pray for God’s mercy, by george dawe, by charles tunnicliffe

And what will you do in the winters o’ your life? Son come and tell to me, Like a saggin in the lough I’ll bend in the wind and pray for God’s mercy, by george dawe, by charles tunnicliffe

beautiful old grand hotel at the coast, cliffside, san Francisco cliff house, coastal road, dark green facade, three stories, rocky beach, standing on a rocky cliff at shore, by charles tunicliffe, painting, nature, birds

realistic anime illustration of a pretty barista woman, she 's making coffee at coffee shop, she have black ponytail, wearing black t-shirt and blue denim pencil long skirt, looking at viewer, (1girl, solo, full body), (masterpiece, best quality)

realistic anime illustration of a pretty barista woman, she 's making coffee at coffee shop, she have black ponytail, wearing black t-shirt and blue denim pencil long skirt, looking at viewer, (1girl, solo, full body), (masterpiece, best quality)

score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up, 1girl, solo, long hair, black hair, intricate design, red and black color scheme, stylized, flowing hair, abstract elements, dark magic, magic effects, spell casting, glowing energy, shattered background, detailed outfit, armor, futuristic, sharp contrast, fantasy, battle stance, dynamic lighting, high contrast, glowing particles, serious expression, dark atmosphere, magical warrior, otherworldly, cinematic shot, fantasy setting, energy waves, glowing red eyes, detailed illustration, epic pose.

a beautiful view of a valley, in the center of the valley a forest, in the center of the forest a lake, a river starts from the lake, snow-capped mountains in the background, at sunset, the sun sets behind the mountains, the sun reflects on the lake, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece

a beautiful view of a valley, in the center of the valley a forest, in the center of the forest a lake, a river starts from the lake, snow-capped mountains in the background, at sunset, the sun sets behind the mountains, the sun reflects on the lake, detailed, hdr 8k, best quality, masterpiece

That word Found way unto Olympus, and made quake The rebel three, Thea was startled up, And in her bearing was a sort of hope, As thus she quick-voic'd spake, yet full of awe, "This cheers our fallen house: come to our friends, O Saturn! come away, and give them heart; I know the covert, from thence came I hither." Thus brief then with beseeching eyes she went With backward footing through the shade a space: He follow'd, and she turn'd to lead the way Through aged boughs, that yielded like the mist Which eagles cleave upmounting from their nest, by M.C.Escher

1girl, solo, thighhighs, gloves, black hair, red nails, fingerless gloves, blue eyes, boots, jacket, black thighhighs, fur trim, black gloves, nail polish, multicolored hair, looking at viewer, blue jacket, long sleeves, red hair, cropped jacket, necktie, gradient hair, white background, parted lips, simple background, fingernails, full body

score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up,1girl, solo, skirt, sneakers, mechanical arms, school uniform, shoes, pink skirt, white hair, pleated skirt, long hair, serafuku, single mechanical arm, weapon, holding, full body, sailor collar, tattoo, standing, looking at viewer, pink eyes, blue fire, red eyes, scythe, socks, cyborg, pink sailor collar, single gauntlet, cyberpunk, prosthetic arm, artist name, white socks, shirt, science fiction, short sleeves

This is a digital painting in a dark fantasy style, featuring a mystical, ethereal figure with a hauntingly beautiful appearance. The subject is a tall, slender woman with long, flowing white hair and pale, almost translucent skin. She has piercing, intense eyes that seem to glow with an otherworldly light. Her attire is elaborate and dark, with a cloak made of feathers that cascades down her shoulders and back, giving her a regal, almost angelic aura. She wears ornate armor with intricate, metallic designs, and her gloves are dark and form-fitting, suggesting strength and power. In her right hand, she holds a large, curved scythe with a glowing blue orb at the end, adding to the mystical ambiance. The background is a swirling, misty night sky, filled with dark clouds and stars, creating a sense of otherworldliness and magic. The ground is littered with bones, which add to the ominous and macabre atmosphere. The overall color palette is dominated by dark grays, blacks, and blues, with subtle hints of light, creating a stark contrast that emphasizes the figure's ethereal presence. The image combines elements of fantasy and horror, evoking a sense of mystery and danger. by charles tunicliffe, painting,