Riddle


In water I can be seen,
Yet not as liquid or serene,
I come in many shapes and sizes,
But never take up your actual prizes.

I am often used for play,
And sometimes found near the bay,
But don’t mistake me for food,
As I’m not to be swallowed and chewed.

My origin is from afar,
Brought by the wind or ships that tarry,
Though many see my beauty in vain,
I am more than just an oceanic rain.

I can be found in the air we breathe,
Yet I’m never a cause for grief,
For within me lies an ancient secret,
One that is kept through time immemorial and unbroken.

Can you guess what I am?
Something not often spoken of by man.

Prompt
Valery Koshlyakov style, , Seaweed, ocean, shapes, sizes, prizes, play, bay, food, wind, ships, beauty, rain, ancient secret, grief, time, breath, ancient, secret, kept, unbroken, man, guess, spoken, oceanic HD, sharp focus, stunningly beautiful, hyper-detailed, HDR+, concept art, digital artwork, illustrative, painterly, matte painting, highly detailed

Negative prompt
verybadimagenegative, bad_prompt_version2-neg, easynegative, FastNegativeV2, photo, photorealistic, realism, ugly, extra eyes, bad eyes, ugly eyes, imperfect eyes, deformed pupils, deformed iris, cross-eyed, poorly drawn face, bad face, fused face, ugly face, worst face, unrealistic skin texture, out of frame, poorly drawn hands, cloned face, double face, blurry, bad quality

Text model: silicon-masha

Image model: SDXLNijiSeven

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