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- Oryginalny prompt
- The only memory left is trauma Imaginary friend's kind words The evening train was shaking I purified the imperfect flowers The pain in my heart getting higher My comedy show at its peak The frogs were crying on our way home This is my last war
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- 768 x 1280
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Pokaż więcejA medium shot from a side angle captures a solitary, melancholic figure sitting inside a dimly lit evening train carriage, gazing out the window. The character, a slender youth with a vacant, pained expression, rests their chin on a pale hand while the other hand loosely grips a bouquet of wilting, imperfect flowers. They are dressed in a worn school uniform with a loose tie and a rumpled blazer. Outside the window, a blurred rural landscape streaks by under a deep violet twilight sky, where the faint silhouettes of frogs can be seen by the roadside. The interior of the train is depicted with meticulous detail, showing the rusted texture of the metal poles, worn fabric of the seats, and subtle reflections on the glass. The atmosphere is heavy with sorrow and nostalgia, utilizing a cool color palette of deep blues and purples contrasted by the faint, warm glow of the train's interior lights. Soft focus and chromatic aberration at the edges enhance the feeling of a fading memory or a surreal, psychological state.
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A medium shot from a side angle captures a solitary, melancholic figure sitting inside a dimly lit evening train carriage, gazing out the window. The character, a slender youth with a vacant, pained expression, rests their chin on a pale hand while the other hand loosely grips a bouquet of wilting, imperfect flowers. They are dressed in a worn school uniform with a loose tie and a rumpled blazer. Outside the window, a blurred rural landscape streaks by under a deep violet twilight sky, where the faint silhouettes of frogs can be seen by the roadside. The interior of the train is depicted with meticulous detail, showing the rusted texture of the metal poles, worn fabric of the seats, and subtle reflections on the glass. The atmosphere is heavy with sorrow and nostalgia, utilizing a cool color palette of deep blues and purples contrasted by the faint, warm glow of the train's interior lights. Soft focus and chromatic aberration at the edges enhance the feeling of a fading memory or a surreal, psychological state.
ALONES
A medium shot from a side angle captures a solitary, melancholic figure sitting inside a dimly lit evening train carriage, gazing out the window. The character, a slender youth with a vacant, pained expression, rests their chin on a pale hand while the other hand loosely grips a bouquet of wilting, imperfect flowers. They are dressed in a worn school uniform with a loose tie and a rumpled blazer. Outside the window, a blurred rural landscape streaks by under a deep violet twilight sky, where the faint silhouettes of frogs can be seen by the roadside. The interior of the train is depicted with meticulous detail, showing the rusted texture of the metal poles, worn fabric of the seats, and subtle reflections on the glass. The atmosphere is heavy with sorrow and nostalgia, utilizing a cool color palette of deep blues and purples contrasted by the faint, warm glow of the train's interior lights. Soft focus and chromatic aberration at the edges enhance the feeling of a fading memory or a surreal, psychological state.
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