Poppy tribute in Flanders Fields

A spectral figure dressed as a Roman Spartan soldier stands tall and imposing over a fallen American patriot, who bears a striking resemblance to George Washington. The patriot, in his blue military coat, white breeches, and tri-corner hat, lies on the ground next to a crashed white racing motorcycle, the back wheel still spinning. His face, a mirror image of Washington’s, shows a mix of shock and defeat as his hat rests beside him. The ghost, now wearing a Roman Spartan’s armor--complete with a plumed helmet, leather straps, and a bronze chest plate--glows with an otherworldly light. His hollow eyes stare down with a cold, unfeeling gaze, one hand gripping a ghostly spear while a translucent shield rests at his side. Mist swirls around his feet as the full moon casts a pale glow over the battlefield, where fragments of war--broken flags, shattered cannons, and ancient ruins--litter the landscape. The fog and moonlight enhance the chilling, supernatural tension of the encounter

painted in the style vorticist Fresco mixed with realism and pop art with pops of color, a gorgeous fallen angel wearing stocking, in the style of black and white intimacy, feminine body, in a gargoyle like pose on the edge of a gothic cathedral, gentle lyricism, lush and detailed, tenebrism-inspired --chaos 20 --ar 3:5 --stylize 1000

fallen angel

a logo with letters "A2H" addicted to hooping honoring basketball logo

A single cannabis seedling, surrounded by fallen leaves, pushing upwards towards the light, defying the autumn rain and chilly winds. --v 5.0 --s 250

fantasy fallen angel looking at the stars, we see him from behind

Insanely detailed watercolor of a female fallen angel, red wings, bald, on a white background, center of the page, front view, no text, no watermark

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. ::1 ultra-realistic mega-defined 64k::1 --chaos 40 --ar 4:3

painted in the style of Vorticist Fresco mixed with realism and pop art with pops of color, a gorgeous fallen angel wearing stockings, in the style of black and white intimacy, feminine body, in a gargoyle-like pose on the edge of a gothic cathedral, gentle lyricism, lush and detailed, tenebrism-inspired --chaos 20 --ar 3:5 --stylize 1000 --niji 6

man kneeling over grave in medical face mask

Grimdark mystic medieval sinister fallen king yielding a massive blade, anime style, high fantasy, digital art, masterpiece painting, ultra detailed, ultra high definition, 8K resolution, 3D shading, superior quality, cover illustration, complex design, luminous highlights,rich colours, hyperrealistic, meticulously hyper detailed, high contrast, artstation --niji 5

A group of firefighters saluting a headstone in a cemetery. --niji 5 --s 250