viennese waltz

Prompt: A hyper-realistic image of 12 individuals, a mix of young and elderly, standing in front of a classic Viennese building in the heart of Austria's city. They're all dressed in normal, everyday attire, looking directly into the camera with smiles. The building behind them features iconic European architectural details such as ornate facades and tall windows, characteristic of Austrian urban design. The group's casual clothing contrasts with the historical elegance of the city backdrop, under the clear, sunny sky, reflecting a moment of shared joy and unity. Created Using: ultra-high resolution, detailed urban architecture, realistic textures of clothing, natural city light, dynamic expressions, authentic Viennese backdrop --v 6.0

Prompt: chandelier, gothic ballroom, waltz lovers, biomechanical::5 Yana Toboso, Artgerm, Darek Zabrocki, Francois Boucher, midair, Phantasmagorical, Character Design, Goddess, Character::4 ugly, distorted, plain, boring, janky, low quality::-2 --ar 1:2

Prompt: chandelier, gothic ballroom, waltz lovers, biomechanical::5 Yana Toboso, Artgerm, Darek Zabrocki, Francois Boucher, midair, Phantasmagorical, Character Design, Goddess, Character::4 ugly, distorted, plain, boring, janky, low quality::-2 --ar 1:2

Prompt: Sylvia Plath pouring her bisexual but mostly sapphic song out her mouth :: "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"

Prompt: A picture of a character mummy dancing waltz very graciously alone in the tombs, Baroque painting, 16k --q 2 --v 5.1

Prompt: chandelier, gothic ballroom, waltz lovers, biomechanical::5 Yana Toboso, Artgerm, Darek Zabrocki, Francois Boucher, midair, Phantasmagorical, Character Design, Goddess, Character::4 ugly, distorted, plain, boring, janky, low quality::-2 --ar 1:2

Prompt: chandelier, gothic ballroom, waltz lovers, biomechanical::5 Yana Toboso, Artgerm, Darek Zabrocki, Francois Boucher, midair, Phantasmagorical, Character Design, Goddess, Character::4 ugly, distorted, plain, boring, janky, low quality::-2 --ar 1:2

Prompt: Sylvia Plath pouring her bisexual but mostly sapphic song out her mouth :: "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"

Prompt: A picture of a character mummy dancing waltz very graciously alone in the tombs, Baroque painting, 16k --q 2 --v 5.1

Prompt: chandelier, gothic ballroom, waltz lovers, biomechanical::5 Yana Toboso, Artgerm, Darek Zabrocki, Francois Boucher, midair, Phantasmagorical, Character Design, Goddess, Character::4 ugly, distorted, plain, boring, janky, low quality::-2 --ar 1:2

Prompt: chandelier, gothic ballroom, waltz lovers, biomechanical::5 Yana Toboso, Artgerm, Darek Zabrocki, Francois Boucher, midair, Phantasmagorical, Character Design, Goddess, Character::4 ugly, distorted, plain, boring, janky, low quality::-2 --ar 1:2

Prompt: Sylvia Plath pouring her bisexual but mostly sapphic song out her mouth :: "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"

Prompt: chandelier, gothic ballroom, waltz lovers, biomechanical::5 Yana Toboso, Artgerm, Darek Zabrocki, Francois Boucher, midair, Phantasmagorical, Character Design, Goddess, Character::4 ugly, distorted, plain, boring, janky, low quality::-2 --ar 1:2

Prompt: chandelier, gothic ballroom, waltz lovers, biomechanical::5 Yana Toboso, Artgerm, Darek Zabrocki, Francois Boucher, midair, Phantasmagorical, Character Design, Goddess, Character::4 ugly, distorted, plain, boring, janky, low quality::-2 --ar 1:2

Prompt: Sylvia Plath pouring her bisexual but mostly sapphic song out her mouth :: "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"

Prompt: Sylvia Plath pouring her bisexual but mostly sapphic song out her mouth :: "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"