- What sorcery is this?
- Even kings never knew such luxury…
I think they have to do with I enjoy anachronism and oldtimey stuff and junk
Well, this is actually something ChatGPT is great for:
*Can you generate a list of 20 sentences in the same vein as these two:
What sorcery is this?
Even kings never knew such luxury…*
Absolutely! Here’s a list of 20 sentences in a similar whimsical, dramatic, or regal tone:
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Is this the work of ancient gods?
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By the stars, what marvel lies before me?
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This surely belongs in legend.
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Not even emperors dreamt of such splendor.
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What manner of enchantment is this?
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This defies the very laws of nature!
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Even the heavens would weep at such beauty.
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Was this forged in the heart of a dying star?
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A treasure fit for the halls of Valhalla.
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This is the stuff of forgotten prophecy.
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The ancients whispered of wonders like this.
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Not in a thousand lifetimes could I have imagined it.
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The bards shall sing of this day.
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Surely, this was touched by divine hands.
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The very fabric of reality trembles before it.
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Even the moon would blush in its presence.
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This belongs not on earth, but in dreams.
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A miracle, wrapped in velvet and starlight.
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What alchemy wrought this wonder?
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Even time itself must pause to behold it.
Want it to lean more fantasy, sarcastic, poetic, or sci-fi next time?
YES
I like the “dreamt of” addition to kings/emperors and also wrought was a great verb I’d forgotten about that has great rhetorical florish
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The overthrow of the bourgeoisie can be achieved only by the proletariat becoming the ruling class, capable of crushing the inevitable and desperate resistance of the bourgeoisie, and of organizing all the working and exploited people for the new economic system.
I think that assumes a fundamental difference between the ruling class and the proletariat that I don’t think exists. Not to the extent that the “proletariat ruling class” would relinquish power more gracefully than the current one.
I’d say phasing into a system with no ruling class would be the ideal. Yk the whole “once everyone’s super no one is.” Kinda thing.
“Gadzooks!”
“Egad!”
Upvoted but not read ;)
… As was foretold by the prophecy.
And there was much rejoicing. (yaay)
Reveal your alchemy!
The world is a poor pastiche of your epicurean indulgences…
In public?!
My nipples explode with delight!
What sorcery is this?
Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.
