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Fortune Favors the Bold.
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- Original Prompt
- A beautiful female knight standing upon a hill. She is holding up an Old English flag. She is striking an exaggerated and epic, heroic pose. She is lifting the flag into the air. She is wearing heavy, meticulous armor. She is wearing an epic closed knight helmet. She is surrounded by fire and ash.,Oil painting, gothic style, long eyelashes, melancholic style, ,thick oil painting texture, 2.5D, realistic, cold tone, extreme detail, soft directional lighting, subtle shadow transitions, realistic material rendering, muted color palette, semi-thick paint, painterly style, visible brushstrokes, canvas texture, object,painterly style, thick oil paint texture, impasto, soft ambient lighting, cinematic atmospheric perspective, layered brushstrokes, sketch-like quality, visible texture, expressive brushwork, rough textures, stylized forms, artistic brushstrokes, textured
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- lowres, worst quality, low quality, bad anatomy, explicit
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From a low-angle three-quarter rear view looking out from a rugged promontory, a young woman clad in battle-worn plate armor stands braced against an encroaching tempest. Her rich brown hair is tied into a high ponytail that whips violently forward in the fierce gale. Her articulated steel gauntlet grips the leather-wrapped shaft of a long spear, thrusting the gleaming steel spearhead straight upward into the dense overcast sky. Her boots are planted wide, heel driven into the shattered shale of the cliff edge, with her left fist clenched tight at her side. Her head is turned in sharp profile, teeth bared in an unyielding battle cry as her gaze fixes firmly on the vast expanse ahead. Directly in front of her, filling the wide plain below from edge to edge, an immense, terrifying horde of countless armored enemies advances, an endless dark ocean of bristling spears, iron shields, and ragged war standards kicking up plumes of dust. Above, a suffocating ceiling of churning slate-gray clouds smothers the sun, filtering flat, cold illumination that glints off the raised spear tip and the curved edges of her pauldrons. A crimson pennant bound beneath the spearhead snaps violently toward the advancing army, while dislodged gravel skitters down the slope beneath her stance. Defiant resolve.
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