Prompt

A single, selfgenerating lattice of bioluminescent silence expands from the core of a floating, inverted forest of crystallized wind, its structure not wood or leaf but grown from the solidified resonance of a thousand unspoken lullabies that never soothed a sleeping world. The lattice does not growit breathes, each pulse exhaling a wave of negative entropy that dissolves the fabric of motion into a mist of iridescent, dormant dreams, each one glowing with the chromatic echo of a lullaby that never reached the ear of a child. The forests trees are not rootedthey hover in reverse gravity, their trunks carved from the thermal residue of forgotten breaths, their canopies composed of frozen soundwaves

Ai Model

FT Ai

Share

HTML Code