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Prompt: A university campus from above 3/4 view. Somehow incorporate online and global
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Prompt: Inside, the hut is cozy and functional, with a large hearth built into the far wall, made of smooth stones blackened by countless fires. The fire crackles softly, casting flickering shadows across the room. Above the hearth, dried herbs and flowers hang from wooden beams, their scent filling the air. Simple wooden shelves line the walls, holding jars of herbs, dried roots, and small ritual objects. A low, wooden table stands near the hearth, cluttered with scrolls, quills, and a few candles, casting a soft, warm light. A simple wooden bed, draped with furs and rough-woven blankets, rests against the opposite wall. Above it, a small window looks out over the valley, allowing the early morning sun and fresh mountain air to filter in. The room is sparsely decorated, but the energy of the place is calm, grounded, and filled with a quiet power. Outside the window, the towering peaks of the Norwegian mountains stretch toward the sky, their tops dusted with snow even in the summer months. The sound of a distant waterfall can be heard, and the air is cool and crisp, carrying with it the scent of pine and earth.
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Prompt: Imagine a grand, mystical structure nestled in the heart of an ancient, forested mountain valley. The Atrium is a massive circular building, made from a combination of white stone and shimmering crystal, with glowing runes carved into its walls. These runes pulse gently with a sky-blue light, reflecting the energies of the ley lines that converge beneath the Atrium. The central dome of the Atrium rises high into the sky, supported by tall columns that seem almost grown from the earth itself, adorned with intricate carvings of elemental symbols: wind, fire, earth, water, and spirit. The dome itself is made of translucent crystal, allowing sunlight to filter through, casting prismatic rays across the interior. Surrounding the central dome are multiple smaller halls, connected by arched pathways of stone and living vines. Each hall represents a different magical discipline and is built in harmony with nature—some halls have trees growing through them, while others are partially submerged in water or have floors of grass and flowers. These halls also have large windows that allow the natural beauty of the surrounding landscape to blend seamlessly with the architecture. The inside of the Atrium is filled with a soft, ethereal glow, and the air hums with the quiet, harmonious energy of magic. Paths made of crystal and stone crisscross through lush gardens, with fountains of clear, shimmering water gently flowing. Magical creatures—ethereal wisps, glowing butterflies, and elemental spirits—float through the air, lending an otherworldly feel to the space. In the very center of the Atrium is a circular stone platform where rituals, ceremonies, and teachings take place, surrounded by concentric rings of benches and cushions for meditation. The entire Atrium feels alive, a perfect blend of nature and magic, a sanctuary of peace and wisdom where the energies of the physical and astral planes meet.
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Prompt: Inside, the hut is cozy and functional, with a large hearth built into the far wall, made of smooth stones blackened by countless fires. The fire crackles softly, casting flickering shadows across the room. Above the hearth, dried herbs and flowers hang from wooden beams, their scent filling the air. Simple wooden shelves line the walls, holding jars of herbs, dried roots, and small ritual objects. A low, wooden table stands near the hearth, cluttered with scrolls, quills, and a few candles, casting a soft, warm light. A simple wooden bed, draped with furs and rough-woven blankets, rests against the opposite wall. Above it, a small window looks out over the valley, allowing the early morning sun and fresh mountain air to filter in. The room is sparsely decorated, but the energy of the place is calm, grounded, and filled with a quiet power. Outside the window, the towering peaks of the Norwegian mountains stretch toward the sky, their tops dusted with snow even in the summer months. The sound of a distant waterfall can be heard, and the air is cool and crisp, carrying with it the scent of pine and earth.
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Prompt: A man, Thalor, lies on a simple bed in a small, stone-walled hut in the mountains of Norway. He has a long, peppered beard and is dressed in a simple wool tunic. His bed is rustic, stuffed with grass and wildflowers, with a rough woolen blanket draped over him. The room is lit by a soft, warm glow from a nearby hearth. As Thalor lies there, his ethereal, translucent form is beginning to lift and roll out of his body, hovering above him. His physical body remains still, while his astral body, glowing faintly with soft light, begins to separate, surrounded by a mystical aura. The atmosphere is serene and filled with a sense of ancient, magical energy.
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Prompt: Inside, the hut is cozy and functional, with a large hearth built into the far wall, made of smooth stones blackened by countless fires. The fire crackles softly, casting flickering shadows across the room. Above the hearth, dried herbs and flowers hang from wooden beams, their scent filling the air. Simple wooden shelves line the walls, holding jars of herbs, dried roots, and small ritual objects. A low, wooden table stands near the hearth, cluttered with scrolls, quills, and a few candles, casting a soft, warm light. A simple wooden bed, draped with furs and rough-woven blankets, rests against the opposite wall. Above it, a small window looks out over the valley, allowing the early morning sun and fresh mountain air to filter in. The room is sparsely decorated, but the energy of the place is calm, grounded, and filled with a quiet power. Outside the window, the towering peaks of the Norwegian mountains stretch toward the sky, their tops dusted with snow even in the summer months. The sound of a distant waterfall can be heard, and the air is cool and crisp, carrying with it the scent of pine and earth.
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