hothotka

A Spaceship Dragon, a craft divine.
Wrought by hands of future's artisans rare,
12thcentury jesters in spacesuits wear.

Enigmatic figures in arcane fusion,
Technological magic, a cosmic illusion.
Gears and design, a symphony's call,
Tales of a time where advancements enthrall.

Jesters' attire, a whimsical dance,
In the void, otherworldly romance.
Goggles with sapphire, cosmic gazes unfold,
Mirroring Saturn's beauty, a story untold.

Spacesuits tell tales, a futuristic lore,
Of fantastical epochs, of times gone before.
As the Dragon soars in celestial grace,
Magician jesters engage in a cosmic chase.

A joust in the cosmos, spells weave and twirl,
Leaving trails of stardust, an enchanting swirl.
This space ballet, where dragons and magic entwine,
An ode to imagination, spanning epochs and time.”

Nicholas Marazoff

Евгений Федорченко

Mar cin

Anita

Lalopalo

ved prakash

Howling Fox

xp0ison

Donna Relkoff

In the cosmic expanse where gears entwine,
Temporal voyagers, a sapphire shine.
Eyes sparkle bright, wisdom's accrued,
In azure vastness and eras subdued.

Through cosmic gears, a waltz unfolds,
Spacemen's tales, personalized and bold.
Cobaltblue suits, brass filigree,
A canvas of individuality.

Goggles with sapphire, atop conical lore,
Whimsical extensions, character they bore.
Suits transcend attire, tales untold,
Fusion of eras, a cosmic hold.

In rhythmic dance, duty and grace,
Enchantment meets the future's embrace.
Futuristic suits, a symphony's play,
Resonating with laughter, echoes at bay.

Eloquence in transmission, traversing space,
Celestial invitation, a visual embrace.
Echoes entwine with promises anew,
Blue Eyes peer into the temporal view.

Ramano Ganesh

Urooj Sohawon

James Smith

Poltrix_Volta

Zsymox

Realistic photo, HD, Korean Instagram, fluffy hair, boy, at home,table, age=22, beautiful, attractive, bansang, delicious

WhiTEwolF

Manel Atie

John Smith

Spaceship Dragon design riders of sci fi  12th century magician court jester spacesuit riding powerful magic casting dragons Magic space Joust Saturn in the background 



adams_verse

Gary Ruissen

Pendek Tinggi

Luke Staller

Barbara Kelly

In the cosmic tapestry where stars waltz and weep,
A mother's memory, a vigil they keep.
Winking long before, a celestial ballet,
Yet the heart's slow unravel, a lament's sad display.

Shredded like pulled pork, the sandwiches we savor,
Echo the grief of a mother's heart, lost in its flavor.
Unofficial tales, in the archives of the soul,
Whisper of sorrows that never found a scroll.

Few are the things that make tears freely flow,
Yet within a mother's lament, emotions aglow.
Stars bear witness, and sandwiches recall,
The poignant ache, the heart's rise and fall.

So let the cosmic ballad weave its rhyme,
Of winking stars and a mother's lost time.
In the vast expanse where sorrows are spun,
A celestial echo of a mother, a tearstained son.

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