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Vitrolles, le 10 juillet 2019 en fin de journée: en raison de plusieurs foyers d'incendie au bord de l'autoroute et de l'importante fumée dégagée, les gendarmes ont décidé d'arrêter la circulation et d'évacuer les voitures les plus exposées.
Vitrolles, 10 July 2019 at the end of the day: due to several fires on the side of the motorway and heavy smoke production, the gendarmes decided to stop traffic and evacuate the most exposed cars.
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“Fermez les portes sur l'esprit de la femme et il s'échappera par la fenêtre ; fermez la fenêtre et il s'échappera par le trou de la serrure ; bouchez la serrure et il s'envolera avec la fumée par la cheminée.”
William Shakespeare
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### 🎬 Prompt cinématographique (FR)
**Scène d’origine mystique dans une grotte d’alchimiste antique**, atmosphère sombre et sacrée, éclairage chaud doré provenant de bougies et de symboles magiques flottants. Au centre, **une vieille machine à écrire vintage en métal patiné**, posée sur un autel de pierre gravé de runes anciennes. Autour d’elle, des **étincelles dorées et glyphes mystiques luminescents** tournent en cercle comme un rituel magique.
Au-dessus de la machine à écrire flotte un parchemin ancien déchiré portant l’inscription **« Origine… »**, illuminé par un **cercle d’alchimie complexe** composé de symboles ésotériques, géométrie sacrée, sigils et runes incandescentes.
À gauche, **une plume blanche d’écrivain** et un encrier magique débordant d’une **substance noire cosmique contenant des étoiles**, comme si l’encre était un fragment d’univers. Une tasse antique renversée libère une légère fumée mystique.
À droite, **un immense portail circulaire en pierre sculptée**, couvert de runes lumineuses. À travers ce portail apparaît un **paysage cosmique surréaliste** : un désert de mégalithes anciens sous un ciel où tourbillonne une **galaxie spirale lumineuse**. Au centre du portail, **une silhouette encapuchonnée solitaire** marche vers l’infini, symbole d’un voyage initiatique.
Le décor est une **grotte rocheuse remplie d’artefacts mystiques**, parchemins anciens, pages manuscrites, plumes noires et blanches, symboles gravés dans la pierre. Des **particules dorées flottent dans l’air**, créant une ambiance magique et intemporelle.
**Style visuel :**
cinéma fantasy épique, hyperréalisme, textures ultra détaillées, lumière volumétrique, profondeur de champ cinématographique, couleurs ambre et or, contraste dramatique, inspiration alchimie médiévale, dark fantasy, réalisme photographique 8K.
**Paramètres visuels :**
* ultra detailed
* hyperrealistic
* cinematic lighting
* volumetric light rays
* mystical particles
* sharp focus
* depth of field
* dark fantasy atmosphere
* 8k, HDR
* epic composition
* golden glow
* photorealistic textures
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### 🎬 Ultra-Detailed Cinematic Prompt (EN)
**Mystical origin scene inside an ancient alchemist’s cave**, sacred and mysterious atmosphere, illuminated by **warm golden candlelight and glowing magical symbols** floating in the air. At the center sits **an antique vintage typewriter made of aged metal**, resting on a **stone altar engraved with ancient runes and alchemical symbols**. Around the typewriter, **luminous golden glyphs and arcane sigils spin in a circular ritual pattern**, radiating magical energy.
Above the typewriter floats a **torn ancient parchment displaying the word “Origin…”**, glowing softly beneath a **complex alchemical circle composed of sacred geometry, mystical sigils, and radiant runic inscriptions**.
To the left lies **a white writer’s feather quill**, beside an **enchanted ink dish filled with cosmic black ink swirling with tiny stars**, as if the ink contains fragments of the universe itself. A tipped antique cup releases **soft mystical smoke curling through the air**.
On the right side stands **a massive circular stone portal carved with glowing runes and ancient symbols**. Through the portal appears a **surreal cosmic landscape**: a barren field of ancient standing stones beneath a vast sky where a **brilliant spiral galaxy swirls dramatically across the heavens**. In the center of the portal, **a solitary hooded figure walks toward the cosmic horizon**, symbolizing a mysterious journey of creation and discovery.
The cave environment is filled with **ancient artifacts, scattered handwritten manuscripts, loose parchment pages, quills, mystical carvings, and glowing magical particles drifting through the air**. The stone textures are rough and weathered, with **subtle golden reflections from magical light sources**, creating a powerful sense of depth and atmosphere.
**Visual style:**
epic fantasy cinema, dark mystical aesthetic, hyperrealism, ultra-detailed textures, dramatic composition, warm amber and gold tones, cinematic lighting, magical realism, ancient alchemy theme.
**Visual parameters:**
* ultra detailed
* hyperrealistic
* cinematic lighting
* volumetric light rays
* magical particles
* dramatic shadows
* depth of field
* dark fantasy atmosphere
* epic composition
* photorealistic textures
* HDR
* 8K resolution
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The seigneury of Fumal dominates the village of Fumal (Braives) from its rocky outcrop. This picturesque architectural ensemble (castle, enclosure, church and agricultural outbuildings) has been built up over the centuries. The elegant baroque-style octagonal bulb roof was laid after the fire of 1722 and in 1774 Antoine I Florentin had the old manor demolished to rebuild the new wing of the castle. The village developed around this ensemble at the end of the 18th century and the beginning of the 19th. (Wikihuy)
Ijen Volcano, East Java, Indonesia.
Sony A7 + SMC Pentax-M 28mm F2.8
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Je suis assis dans l'herbe grasse de montagne, quand tout à coup, un nuage de fumée s'élève de la crête en face de moi... Je prends brusquement mes jumelles pour trouver le coupable de cette mystérieuse montée de poussière... Ce sont une bonne centaine de biches qui traverse le col pour se cacher dans la forêt! Incroyable! Au fur et à mesure que les premières avancent, d'autres apparaissent en contraste dans le ciel. Je profite de la pause d'une petite partie de la troupe pour faire quelques photos...
May 2019.
Approx 50 km off East Coast of North Island is New Zealand's most active volcano, the so called White Island. As you see it is not white at all :-)
SOOC!
The seigneury of Fumal dominates the village of Fumal (Braives) from its rocky outcrop. This picturesque architectural ensemble (castle, enclosure, church and agricultural outbuildings) has been built up over the centuries. The elegant baroque-style octagonal bulb roof was laid after the fire of 1722 and in 1774 Antoine I Florentin had the old manor demolished to rebuild the new wing of the castle. The village developed around this ensemble at the end of the 18th century and the beginning of the 19th. (Wikihuy)
Ce site géothermique aux fumées chargées de soufre rassemble mares de boue bouillonnantes et dômes crachotant.
Call me strange, but I'm not one to shout out answers to trivia questions that I'm not 90% sure I know the answer to, I certainly wouldn't blurt out a series of imbecilic brain farts in front of my peers or the media.
I can't even make this stuff up, but the news is nutters and I'll leave this here, just in case anyone needs to hear this...
You are a meat bag filled with internal organs that can be damaged by introducing harsh chemicals into your delicate human system.
DO NOT DRINK, INJECT or BREATHE dust/fume/gas/mist/vapors/spray/liquid of any bleach or disinfectant product.
If you happen to live with or near a complete fucking idiot who follows the advice of a mad man you may need to know the following:
IF SWALLOWED:
Do NOT induce vomiting. Rinse mouth immediately and drink plenty of water. Never give anything by mouth to an unconscious person. Call a physician or Poison Control Center immediately.
IF INHALED:
Remove victim to fresh air and keep at rest in a position comfortable for breathing. Immediately call a POISON CENTER or doctor/physician
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"Demain, le jardin du monde va refleurir, qui rend ses couleurs
aux plus vieilles images, toute sa lumière à celui qui, regardant, voit plus loin que ses yeux et met la mer en bouteille en marchant dans un livre."
(Guy Goffette, poète belge né en 1947, in "Les derniers planteurs de fumée")
*Own work*
“La rumeur est la fumée du bruit.”
Victor Hugo
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Pris durant un exercice de pompier en plein champs. Ces derniers ont allumé des bottes de pailles pour créer d'important volume de fumée pour être en condition réelle.
Taken during a firefighter exercise in open fields. They have lit straw boots to create a large volume of smoke to be in real condition.
Presque à l'abri derrière la maison, on a subi un grain magnifique, la pluie énorme et le vent fait fumer la mer et m'offre des frissons.
Port de Lomener - Ploemeur
“Fumée, rêverie du feu.”
Jules Renard
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I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens,
Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulgence leavens,
In numerous leafage bosomed close;
Whether the mist in reefs of fire extend its reaches sheer,
Or a hundred sunbeams splinter in an azure atmosphere
On cloudy archipelagos.
Oh, gaze ye on the firmament! a hundred clouds in motion,
Up-piled in the immense sublime beneath the winds' commotion,
Their unimagined shapes accord:
Under their waves at intervals flame a pale levin through,
As if some giant of the air amid the vapors drew
A sudden elemental sword.
The sun at bay with splendid thrusts still keeps the sullen fold;
And momently at distance sets, as a cupola of gold,
The thatched roof of a cot a-glance;
Or on the blurred horizon joins his battle with the haze;
Or pools the blooming fields about with inter-isolate blaze,
Great moveless meres of radiance.
Then mark you how there hangs athwart the firmament's swept track,
Yonder a mighty crocodile with vast irradiant back,
A triple row of pointed teeth?
Under its burnished belly slips a ray of eventide,
The flickerings of a hundred glowing clouds in tenebrous side
With scales of golden mail ensheathe.
Then mounts a palace, then the air vibrates--the vision flees.
Confounded to its base, the fearful cloudy edifice
Ruins immense in mounded wrack;
Afar the fragments strew the sky, and each envermeiled cone
Hangeth, peak downward, overhead, like mountains overthrown
When the earthquake heaves its hugy back.
These vapors, with their leaden, golden, iron, bronzèd glows,
Where the hurricane, the waterspout, thunder, and hell repose,
Muttering hoarse dreams of destined harms,--
'Tis God who hangs their multitude amid the skiey deep,
As a warrior that suspendeth from the roof-tree of his keep
His dreadful and resounding arms!
All vanishes! The Sun, from topmost heaven precipitated,
Like a globe of iron which is tossed back fiery red
Into the furnace stirred to fume,
Shocking the cloudy surges, plashed from its impetuous ire,
Even to the zenith spattereth in a flecking scud of fire
The vaporous and inflamèd spaume.
O contemplate the heavens! Whenas the vein-drawn day dies pale,
In every season, every place, gaze through their every veil?
With love that has not speech for need!
Beneath their solemn beauty is a mystery infinite:
If winter hue them like a pall, or if the summer night
Fantasy them starre brede.