“And his daughter in law, Phinehas' wife, was with child, near to be delivered: and when she heard the tidings that the ark of God was taken, and that her father in law and her husband were dead, she bowed herself and travailed; for her pains came upon her.” (1 Samuel 4:19, KJV)
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“And his daughter in law, Phinehas' wife, was with child, near to be delivered: and when she heard the tidings that the ark of God was taken, and that her father in law and her husband were dead, she bowed herself and travailed; for her pains came upon her.” (1 Samuel 4:19, KJV)

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“And his daughter in law, Phinehas' wife, was with child, near to be delivered: and when she heard the tidings that the ark of God was taken, and that her father in law and her husband were dead, she bowed herself and travailed; for her pains came upon her.” (1 Samuel 4:19, KJV)
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed. The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow— Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow; For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball, And he sometimes goes so little that there’s none of him at all. He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play, And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way. He stays so close behind me, he’s a coward you can see; I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me! One morning, very early, before the sun was up, I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup; But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head, Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
2 young couples with children stand in front of a wall-sized world map, facing the map. One young father is talking to the other and they are interested in Africa. One young mother is wearing a backpack and the other has a baby that she's carrying in her arms. An older couple stand nearby
And they shall amerce him in an hundred shekels of silver, and give them unto the father of the damsel, because he hath brought up an evil name upon a virgin of Israel: and she shall be his wife; he may not put her away all his days. (Deuteronomy 22:19 KJV)
First century Palestine. Jesus walks away from the camera down a road that goes through town with several of His disciples. Jesus wears a plain robe like most ordinary men. The other people are dressed like peasants, farmers, and tradesmen. There are also women in the group, wearing plain, everyday clothing. Some children are playing near the roadside. The Sea of Galilee shines in the far distance.
“And there was one Anna, a prophetess, the daughter of Phanuel, of the tribe of Aser: she was of a great age, and had lived with an husband seven years from her virginity; And she was a widow of about fourscore and four years, which departed not from the temple, but served God with fastings and prayers night and day. And she coming in that instant gave thanks likewise unto the Lord, and spake of him to all them that looked for redemption in Jerusalem.” (Luke 2:36-38, KJV) Create with a photorealistic expression
Morning inside the classroom at a private school in Kuala Lumpur before class begins. Students stand next to their desks as the teacher, standing in front, leads them in the usual morning recitations of the five national principles, their voices blending into one: "Kepercayaan kepada Tuhan." (Belief in God.) "Kesetiaan kepada Raja dan Negara." (Loyalty to the King and Country.) "Keluhuran Perlembagaan." (Supremacy of the Constitution.) "Kedaulatan Undang-Undang." (Rule of Law.) "Kesopanan dan Kesusilaan." (Courtesy and Morality.) Wing-Sun repeats the words automatically, his eyes drift across the classroom, catching a glimpse of Siu-Zi, the new girl, standing in her usual spot near the window.
First century Palestine. Jesus walks away from the camera along a road that goes through town with several of His disciples. Jesus wears a plain robe like most ordinary men. The other people are dressed like peasants, farmers, and tradesmen. There are also women in the group, wearing plain, everyday clothing. Some children are playing near the roadside. Merchants are selling their goods in booths along the road. There are houses along the road also. The road goes upward toward the Temple in the far distance.
A sundrenched beach scene
An indoor scene in at home. A Hispanic Mom and Dad sit on the bed with their little girl, who is smiling. The mood is warm and secure. A small crucifix hangs near the bed. The little girl is about 6 years old and she's chubby. She's contented. Dad is about to tell a story.
Ye are of your father the devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of it. John 8:44 (KJV)
Southeast Asia. Modern day. Nearer to the city now, the bus thumps and bumps to a slower pace. Grinding gears mark spaces between dirty children, playing obliviously in the road. Neither village nor metropolis, outskirts have no identity: Just a blurry line of encroachment; a temporary half-life on the way to something more. Dust springs up from the tires of trucks headed both ways on the road. A little girl stands crying in a mud puddle; her brothers laughing from the sides. She has to learn rejection to participate in this brutal, belonging dance. A little life, and a little death for a product truly worthy of its name: a good woman is hard to find.
In days to come I stood amazed, walking through that forest, at the blazing symphony of color it brought forth, seemingly just for me. I grew to love my friend’s words in a new way, through the astounding beauty of the spectacle he knew was coming when he said them. I was young then, and didn’t know I had many autumns ahead of me.
A cinematic portrait of a noble man named Shaho, appearing as an ancient Near Eastern patriarch with a groomed dark beard and weathered, wise eyes. He is wearing heavy linen robes and stands atop a rocky terrace of Mount Lubar. In one hand, he holds a vine branch with deep purple grapes. Behind him, the sun sets over a misty valley, illuminating the "First Vineyard." Hyper-realistic, 8k, dramatic lighting, epic historical film style.
A serene and majestic watercolor painting, capturing the essence of a grand, towering evergreen tree (like the dominant one in the provided image) standing proudly in a sun-dappled, open forest glade. The tree's deep green needles are rendered with varying washes, showcasing its immense height and full, tiered branches that reach towards a partly cloudy, bright blue sky. Around the base of this glorious tree, two or three graceful mule deer are depicted. One might be grazing peacefully, another looking up towards the viewer with its large, expressive ears, and a fawn possibly tucked nearby. Their coats are rendered in soft, earthy watercolor tones of grey-brown, with delicate highlights and shading to suggest their gentle forms and distinctive white rumps and tails. The surrounding landscape features a subtle ground cover of dry grasses and scattered undergrowth, characteristic of a high-desert or mountain forest floor, painted with soft, blended washes of ochre, sage green, and light brown. The sky above is a classic watercolor blend of soft blues and wispy white clouds. The overall mood is one of tranquil natural beauty, quiet majesty, and a harmonious coexistence of wildlife and ancient trees, rendered with the flowing, luminous quality of watercolor art."
Now, those captains must learn what the river will do when it makes that great turn out of sight. How it dashes them up on the rocks of the shore How it spins to the left and the right. It beats them and breaks them and crushes their pride Leaves them dizzy and sick and all jumbled inside ‘til they’ve all but forgotten that glorious ride lying flat on their deck in the sun. There they lie, drying out in the sun. As you round the point where the river was bent and survey the great wideness ahead, you can see all those captains alone on their decks, beat and broken and very near dead. Then the current takes hold and there’s naught you can do as it drags you down into its maw. Headed straight for those rocks, you make ready to crash but at last, you rise up, roll and yaw. Going back and away, then forward again, fearing each time, the rocks will prevail! You’re trapped in a cycling, circling tide, in an eddy withstanding a gale. But each time you circle that great whirling tide and you’ve not hit the rocks or been thrown to the side and you’re kept from the falls, cascading and wide, for the eddy’s small mercy give praise. Give the merciful currents your praise!
Now, those captains must learn what the river will do when it makes that great turn out of sight. How it dashes them up on the rocks of the shore How it spins to the left and the right. It beats them and breaks them and crushes their pride Leaves them dizzy and sick and all jumbled inside ‘til they’ve all but forgotten that glorious ride lying flat on their deck in the sun. There they lie, drying out in the sun. As you round the point where the river was bent and survey the great wideness ahead, you can see all those captains alone on their decks, beat and broken and very near dead. Then the current takes hold and there’s naught you can do as it drags you down into its maw. Headed straight for those rocks, you make ready to crash but at last, you rise up, roll and yaw. Going back and away, then forward again, fearing each time, the rocks will prevail! You’re trapped in a cycling, circling tide, in an eddy withstanding a gale. But each time you circle that great whirling tide and you’ve not hit the rocks or been thrown to the side and you’re kept from the falls, cascading and wide, for the eddy’s small mercy give praise. Give the merciful currents your praise!
A young couple with two children stand in front of a wall-sized world map, facing the map. The young father is interested in Africa. The young mother is wearing a backpack and one of the children is a baby that she's carrying in her arms.
Classical Wildlife Illustration Style, Rich Textures, Warm Golden Hour Lighting. An intimate, detailed look at a dramatic rescue on a sun-dappled forest floor. The Trapped Giant (The Lion): A massive, powerful male lion with a thick mane is hopelessly tangled in a complex hunter’s net made of thick, coarse hemp ropes. He is lying on his side, exhausted and defeated, his immense paws bound. His expression is one of surprising gentleness and relief as he looks down. The Tiny Hero (The Mouse): The focal point is a tiny field mouse, rendered with exquisite detail, perched precariously on a thick knot of rope right next to the lion's massive face. The mouse is busily gnawing through a crucial strand of the thick netting with its sharp teeth. Shavings of hemp rope are visible. The Atmosphere: Warm, late afternoon sunlight filters through the tree canopy, creating patches of bright light that highlight the dusty texture of the ropes, the individual hairs on the mouse, and the deep golden fur of the lion. The immense scale difference between the lion’s head and the mouse’s entire body is central to the composition.
Style: Gritty, epic historical fantasy photograph with high textural detail. The aesthetic is a fusion of "Ancient Near Eastern Warrior" and the "High Elven" nobility established in previous prompts. Golden hour lighting. The Subject: A single warrior standing guard on the fortified walls of David’s stronghold (Jerusalem or Ziklag). He is immense, standing over seven feet tall, possessing a lean, gladiatorial musculature rather than brute bulk. Facial Features: He has the signature Gibeonite look: a long, ageless face with high, sculpted cheekbones and intense, calculating eyes that scan the horizon. His dark beard is neatly trimmed, and his long hair is intricately braided with bronze rings and threads of royal blue dyed wool. The Armor (A Fusion of Cultures): His gear represents his unique status. He wears a heavy cuirass of overlapping bronze scales (Canaanite style) reinforced with iron plates (Israelite adoption). A stylized emblem of the Lion of Judah is subtly engraved onto a central shoulder plate, marking his allegiance to David. The Weapons: He rests one hand on a massive tower shield made of reinforced cedar and hide. In the other, he holds a spear of immense scale, its shaft thicker than a normal man’s wrist, with a long, leaf-shaped bronze head. A curved khopesh sword is sheathed at his hip. Atmosphere & Setting: The sun is setting behind the Judean hills, casting long shadows and catching the scars on his armor. His expression is one of silent, dangerous vigilance. In the background, other normal-sized Israelite soldiers are visible, emphasizing his towering presence.
Style: Gritty, epic historical fantasy photograph with high textural detail. The aesthetic is a fusion of "Ancient Near Eastern Warrior" and the "High Elven" nobility established in previous prompts. Golden hour lighting. The Subject: A single warrior standing guard on the fortified walls of David’s stronghold (Jerusalem or Ziklag). He is immense, standing over seven feet tall, possessing a lean, gladiatorial musculature rather than brute bulk. Facial Features: He has the signature Gibeonite look: a long, ageless face with high, sculpted cheekbones and intense, calculating eyes that scan the horizon. His dark beard is neatly trimmed, and his long hair is intricately braided with bronze rings and threads of royal blue dyed wool. The Armor (A Fusion of Cultures): His gear represents his unique status. He wears a heavy cuirass of overlapping bronze scales (Canaanite style) reinforced with iron plates (Israelite adoption). A stylized emblem of the Lion of Judah is subtly engraved onto a central shoulder plate, marking his allegiance to David. The Weapons: He rests one hand on a massive tower shield made of reinforced cedar and hide. In the other, he holds a spear of immense scale, its shaft thicker than a normal man’s wrist, with a long, leaf-shaped bronze head. A curved khopesh sword is sheathed at his hip. Atmosphere & Setting: The sun is setting behind the Judean hills, casting long shadows and catching the scars on his armor. His expression is one of silent, dangerous vigilance. In the background, other normal-sized Israelite soldiers are visible, emphasizing his towering presence.
At a private school in Kuala Lumpur, 10 year old Wing Sun and his friends play a game of soccer in the schoolyard. The school's main building is visible and some teachers are looking on. Some schoolgirls are standing nearby.
In the style of Franz Marc, create a horse startled from his rest. The horse is in a grassy field, fenced, with mountains in the background. The horse is a light tan with dark mane. The horse is sensitive to a coyote nearby, emerging from a stand of Ponderosa pines. The atmosphere is quiet and calm with some morning fog misting around.
In the style of Franz Marc, create a horse startled from his rest. The horse is in a grassy field, fenced, with mountains in the background. The horse is a light tan with dark mane. The horse is sensitive to a coyote nearby, emerging from a stand of Ponderosa pines. The atmosphere is quiet and calm with some morning fog misting around.
In the style of Franz Marc, create a horse startled from his rest. The horse is in a grassy field, fenced, with mountains in the background. The horse is a light tan with dark mane. The horse is sensitive to a coyote nearby, emerging from a stand of Ponderosa pines. The atmosphere is quiet and calm with some morning fog misting around.
At the bustling Kuala Lumpur airport, Wing-Sun and his Mother say farewell to his father before he leaves for a six‐week business trip to London. We see Wing Sun and his mother from the back, as Father stands on the escalator going up to his departure gate, and turns toward us to wave goodbye. Many other passengers and children are standing around. The airport is modern and well lit.
A biblical scene of Moses anointing Aaron with oil, inspired by the Book of Exodus. Moses, an older man with a long white beard, is holding a golden goblet and pouring oil directly onto Aaron's uncovered head. Moses is not wearing glasses, and his hands do not touch Aaron's head. Aaron is a man in his 50s with a full beard, dressed in ornate priestly robes with a richly colored ephod and no head covering. The oil flows visibly onto Aaron's head, beard, and garments. The setting is a desert-like environment near the Tabernacle, with woven curtains in the background, illuminated by warm, divine light. The scene reflects a biblical atmosphere with historically accurate clothing and details.
A girl remembering her childhood
At his Grandmother's house in Penang, while the tropical rain taps softly against the window, Wing Sun, Mother and Grandmother gather in the cozy living room. The room glows with the soft light of an oil lamp, and the walls are adorned with faded photographs and delicate calligraphy. Grandmother’s eyes sparkle as she begins to speak—a voice that carries both the wisdom of her years and the tender care of someone who’s seen many seasons change. Wing Sun is pensive with anticipation. What will she say?
“And as they were eating, Jesus took bread, and blessed it, and brake it, and gave it to the disciples, and said, Take, eat; this is my body. And he took the cup, and gave thanks, and gave it to them, saying, Drink ye all of it; For this is my blood of the new testament, which is shed for many for the remission of sins. But I say unto you, I will not drink henceforth of this fruit of the vine, until that day when I drink it new with you in my Father's kingdom.” (Matthew 26:26-29, KJV)
“And as they were eating, Jesus took bread, and blessed it, and brake it, and gave it to the disciples, and said, Take, eat; this is my body. And he took the cup, and gave thanks, and gave it to them, saying, Drink ye all of it; For this is my blood of the new testament, which is shed for many for the remission of sins. But I say unto you, I will not drink henceforth of this fruit of the vine, until that day when I drink it new with you in my Father's kingdom.” (Matthew 26:26-29, KJV) Use Matzo style bread
Morning city scene in Petaling Jaya. A 10 year old chinese boy and his grandmother. As they weave through the narrow sidewalk, taxis zip by, buses screech to a halt at stoplights, motorbikes wend their way through the stopped traffic, trying to get a head start when the light turns green. People in the informal businesses set up along the sidewalks call out greetings in a mix of Cantonese, Malay, and English. The sky, still soft with the remnants of dawn, and yet already heavy with humid heat, hinted at another sweltering afternoon ahead.
An outdoor scene on a street in town. A White Mom and African-American Dad with their two Asian children are sitting at a sidewalk cafe. The mood is warm and safe. Everyone has a drink. Mom and Dad are talking to the boy, who is making a fuss. He is unhappy about something, and crying. His sister is looking on. Dad is about to say something.
A highly realistic and historically accurate image set in the deep, waterlogged mud of the Texas Cross Timbers (Montague County) in 1840. The scene captures the frustrating moment when the Chihuahua Traders caravan is completely stuck. Foreground focus is on several heavy, wooden Conestoga freight wagons, mired up to their axles in dark, thick mud. Exhausted oxen are straining and distressed, their drivers in rough frontier attire attempting to free the wheels with ropes and levers. In the mid-ground, a small group of the American equestrian circus performers stands next to their distinctive, high-quality riding horses, which are visibly more refined than the typical pack animals. The performers are dressed in sturdy but distinct traveling clothes, looking ill-equipped and frustrated by the muddy conditions. One performer is carefully securing a colorful carriage or cart containing unique circus props, struggling to keep it from sinking. The overall mood is one of miserable delay and hardship. Cloudy, oppressive sky; detailed realism; wide-angle shot; dark, moody lighting.
A steampunk alchemist stands in a cluttered workshop illuminated by the warm glow of gas lamps. He wears a leather apron adorned with brass buckles and a pair of intricate goggles perched on his forehead. His gloved hands tinker with a bubbling alembic connected by coiled copper tubes to a maze of glass vials filled with glowing, iridescent liquids. The background is a mix of Victorian elegance and industrial grit--ornate wooden shelves lined with dusty tomes and jars of exotic ingredients, alongside rusted gears and steam-powered contraptions whirring softly. A faint mist of steam rises from a brass furnace, and a mechanical raven with glowing red eyes perches on a nearby stand, observing the scene with curiosity.
A steampunk alchemist stands in a cluttered workshop illuminated by the warm glow of gas lamps. He wears a leather apron adorned with brass buckles and a pair of intricate goggles perched on his forehead. His gloved hands tinker with a bubbling alembic connected by coiled copper tubes to a maze of glass vials filled with glowing, iridescent liquids. The background is a mix of Victorian elegance and industrial grit--ornate wooden shelves lined with dusty tomes and jars of exotic ingredients, alongside rusted gears and steam-powered contraptions whirring softly. A faint mist of steam rises from a brass furnace, and a mechanical raven with glowing red eyes perches on a nearby stand, observing the scene with curiosity.
Now therefore be ye not mockers, lest your bands be made strong: for I have heard from the Lord GOD of hosts a consumption, even determined upon the whole earth. (Isaiah 28:22 KJV)
An outdoor scene on a street in town. A White Mom with her two Asian (Chinese-looking) children are standing in front of a store. Mom is talking to the girl, who is making a fuss. She is unhappy about something, and crying. Her brother is looking on. Mom is about to say something.
A steampunk alchemist stands in a cluttered workshop illuminated by the warm glow of gas lamps. He wears a leather apron adorned with brass buckles and a pair of intricate goggles perched on his forehead. His gloved hands tinker with a bubbling alembic connected by coiled copper tubes to a maze of glass vials filled with glowing, iridescent liquids. The background is a mix of Victorian elegance and industrial grit--ornate wooden shelves lined with dusty tomes and jars of exotic ingredients, alongside rusted gears and steam-powered contraptions whirring softly. A faint mist of steam rises from a brass furnace, and a mechanical raven with glowing red eyes perches on a nearby stand, observing the scene with curiosity.
Urban anxiety
Forasmuch then as the children are partakers of flesh and blood, he also himself likewise took part of the same; that through death he might destroy him that had the power of death, that is, the devil; And deliver them who through fear of death were all their lifetime subject to bondage. For verily he took not on him the nature of angels; but he took on him the seed of Abraham. Wherefore in all things it behoved him to be made like unto his brethren, that he might be a merciful and faithful high priest in things pertaining to God, to make reconciliation for the sins of the people. For in that he himself hath suffered being tempted, he is able to succour them that are tempted. (Hebrews 2:14-18 KJV)
First century Palestine. Jesus sits on a rock on a hillside teaching a large group of His disciples. The Sermon on the Mount. Jesus wears a plain robe like most ordinary men. Jesus' face is kind, but intense, as He teaches. The other people are mostly peasants, farmers, and tradesmen. There are also women present, wearing plain, everyday clothing. Some couples have also brought their children. The Sea of Galilee shines in the far distance.