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Scum bigula

Scum bigula

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art by trevor henderson, subtle horror, creeping shadows, shapes in peripheral vision, horror, scary, spooky, uncanny, creepy, off-putting, weird, anxiety inducing, photo that engages fight or flight instincts
art by trevor henderson, subtle horror, creeping shadows, shapes in peripheral vision, horror, sc... [more]
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Width: 512Height: 512
Scale: 7Steps: 25
Sampler: Seed: 1139235195

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In the hidden recesses of existence, a living aberration materializes, bearing a twisted semblance to the human form. Its limbs contort unnaturally, elongated and disjointed, while its flesh is a sickly pallor, as if drained of life itself. Its eyes, devoid of warmth and humanity, gaze upon the world with a hollow intensity that sends shivers down the spine. Every movement it makes is an unsettling dance of jerky motions, as if marionetted by an unseen force. Its presence exudes an aura of malevolence and despair, instilling an unshakable sense of dread in all who dare to look upon its wretched countenance. This entity, both familiar and alien, embodies the darkest corners of the human psyche, a haunting reminder of the potential monstrosities that reside within us all.
Prompt: 
Nightmare Weaver stands in the center of the artwork, exuding an aura of darkness and malevolence. He is depicted wearing a long, tattered black cloak that billows around him, creating an eerie and unsettling effect. The cloak is adorned with frayed edges and seems to blend with the shadows, as if it is an extension of Nightmare Weaver's own presence.

His figure is gaunt and skeletal, with long, bony fingers extending from his tattered cloak. The fingers have an otherworldly glow, emanating a dim, eerie light. His entire body is covered in a layer of inky darkness, making it difficult to discern any specific features or defining characteristics. This adds to his mystique and aura of fear.

Nightmare Weaver's face is concealed by a mask that amplifies his terrifying presence. The mask is completely featureless, devoid of any eyes, nose, or mouth. However, where the eyes should be, there are two glowing, malevolent orbs of red light, piercing through the darkness. These eyes seem to radiate with an otherworldly power, intensifying the feeling of unease and dread.

A haunting mist swirls around Nightmare Weaver's feet, giving the impression that he is floating slightly above the ground. The mist is thick and ethereal, snaking its way across the artwork, obscuring the environment and adding to the overall sense of foreboding.

In the background, twisted and distorted shapes begin to emerge from the mist. These are the fear manifestations created by Nightmare Weaver, taking form as monstrous creatures and nightmarish visions that represent the deepest fears of his victims. The fear manifestations are depicted in a surreal and grotesque manner, with sharp claws, elongated limbs, and twisted features.

The color palette of the concept art revolves around shades of darkness and deep, ominous tones. The predominant colors are black, charcoal gray, and deep purples, creating a somber and unsettling
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Prompt: Prologue

Sing an ode to the seasons turn
A trail of bloodlust fervor
And dance to the tune of night
Where the rivers speak of red summers

Here’s an ode to the dying words
Forgotten now through time
A prophecy, an elegy
Must now in darkness climb

And here’s an ode to the riddle of doors
Near the mountainside
Where fear fulfilled, blood was spilled
And wash our dark collide

Here’s an ode to worlds of glass
Beyond the fractures deep
The righteous there are waiting
To wake again from sleep

And now an ode to all once lost
To hearts ready to break
Behold, your love is sleeping
In time, all things will wake

Here’s an ode to silent tears
All who in darkness died
The morning dawns a new hope
To rise when worlds collide

Last an ode to brokenness 
And scars buried deep
There’s beauty in the fractures 
Where God his people keeps
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