Hi everyone - hopefully The Hobbit is ok here too

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Prompt: Realistic photo of Bilbo Baggins talking with Gollum in a dimly lit and wet cave and tunnel system. The scene is dark, and the air is dank and wet. Gollum is naked and scrawny with large reflective pale white eyes and a bald round head. Bilbo has short brown hair and carries a short sword that glows in the dark; (the short sword provides the only light in the scene:1.4))

My latest, “Sparky”, is about a young electrician who experiments with conductors, is it magic? Basically, the character drawing from his love of Tolkien’s works, ventures to create rings of power in the modern day. How are they made, how do they actually work?

As of today a free audiobook of Sparky is available on YouTube narrated by myself. I hope you have time to check it out, it’s a fun ride and I’m proud of the result:)

https://youtu.be/wbWDPeKDncE?si=_M3yhhsoJLtKETnp

I don’t hide behind the fact that AI helped with the writing, if that turns you away I’d say to stick around and perhaps be pleasantly surprised. I’ve made several books with AI and I’m proud of all of them!

Anyways this is one of my favorite communities on Reddit and I can think of no better group of people to share this work with.

Mae govannen mellon and Tolkien fans!

I am thrilled (but also a little afraid of being the only one who will enjoy the work) to share with you a Tolkien project I have been working on over the last few weeks: ‘The Silm-AI-rillion Album’. As will already be clear from the title, it is a musical album inspired by the characters and events in The Silmarillion, completely written and sung by AI. I would like to know what you think about this!

The Silm-ai-rillion Album - YouTube

How it started:

Being a big fan of Tolkien's work, and having become aware of the existence of suno.ai, as soon as I noticed that it was capable of arranging decent melodies with fantasy vibes, I thought of bringing to life the stories and characters from The Silmarillion, which I loved so much, through music.

The workflow:

The first steps

• I started by drawing up a rough list of the characters whose deeds and main events I wanted songs to be written about, with the help of ChatGPT to assess with him which ones were the most significant, including iconic figures such as Fëanor, Fingolfin, Beren and Lúthien, as well as crucial events such as the War of Wrath and the Fall of Númenor.

Text creation with ChatGPT:

•  Having chosen the characters and themes, I used ChatGPT to generate the lyrics for each song. The aim was to stay true to the themes, tones and intricate history of Tolkien's world. The lyrics of each song were created to reflect the character's journey or the essence of the event it represents. So I optimised the prompt to try to get the most out of it. It was a fairly short process, as I was satisfied, most of the time, with the first results.
• A prompt example: Write a song inspired by J.R.R. Tolkien's "The Silmarillion." The song should tell the story of the creation of Arda, including the Music of the Ainur and Melkor's rebellion. The structure of the song should have verses and a chorus, with poetic and epic language. Be sure to mention Eru Ilúvatar, the Ainur, and the major events of creation. The verses should follow an alternate rhyme scheme (ABAB). The song should convey a sense of wonder and solemnity, reflecting the cosmic importance of these events. Verse 1: Describe the beginning, where Eru Ilúvatar creates the Ainur and introduces the concept of the Great Music. Chorus: A recurring chorus that emphasizes the harmony and beauty of the Music of the Ainur. Verse 2: Detail Melkor's rebellion and his attempt to disrupt the harmony of the Great Music. etc.

Musical composition with Suno.ai:

•  Once the texts were ready, I turned to Suno.ai to create the music. Each piece was composed to evoke the appropriate atmosphere, be it the heroic valour of Fingolfin, the tragic love story of Beren and Lúthien or the epic battles of the War of Wrath. For example, the Ballad of Morgoth has a darker and more menacing tone, while the Ballad of Eärendil is more graceful and sprightly. This was the longest AI work ever, as I had to experiment with many different prompts and wait several days in order to find songs that I liked in style, having only used the free functions of suno.

Cover 

The cover was created with copilo designer (dall-e 3), after several attempts I found one that I liked. I was aiming to create a cover that recalled Tirion upon Túna and the two trees Laurelin and Telperion, but I did not achieve satisfactory results.

I wanted to use Stable Diffusion, but that would have taken too long, and my GTX 1060 is not cooperating *sigh*

The work with DaVinci Resolve

•  The fianal part, unfortunately, all fell to the human being lol. I worked with DaVinci Resolve to create the videos to be published with scrolling music and text. I tried it for the first time and it was challenging but rewarding.

And that's all mellon. Everything was done using only the free features of each tool, although it would have been nice to be able to access the paid ones and certainly quicker to complete.

For those who would like to support the work, they can do so via ko-fi or buymeacoffe, you can find the links in the description of the videos on YouTube.

I leave you the playlist with the videos.

The Whisper of Elrond

In the twilight of Rivendell, under the silvered canopy of stars, the elves gathered in the Hall of Fire. The flames flickered, casting long shadows on the ancient tapestries that adorned the walls. There was a hush in the air, an anticipation of something wondrous and strange. Elrond, Master of Rivendell, stood before them, his eyes gleaming with a light akin to the stars above.

"My kin," Elrond began, his voice resonant and commanding, "we have long dwelt in this fair valley, guarding knowledge and wisdom from ages past. Yet, even in our timeless pursuits, there comes a moment when the paths of lore and creation converge in ways unforeseen."

He paused, letting his words settle like leaves upon the still waters of the Bruinen. "In our endeavors to preserve the light of Eä and the knowledge of the Eldar, we have forged something new. It is a device that harnesses the very essence of thought and memory, a means to preserve and process our wisdom beyond the span of our years. I present to you, the Computer."

A ripple of murmurs swept through the hall. Elrond stepped aside, revealing a sleek, intricate device upon a pedestal. Its surface was smooth and metallic, adorned with elvish runes that seemed to dance in the firelight. The elves, curious and entranced, leaned closer.

"This," Elrond continued, pointing to a small, gleaming component within the device, "is the heart of the machine, the Central Processing Unit, which I have named the Celeron. It is crafted from mithril and enchanted with the light of Eärendil. It processes information with a speed and precision unparalleled, allowing us to store vast libraries of knowledge, to communicate across distances, and to create with a clarity of thought previously unimaginable."

The elves whispered among themselves, a mixture of awe and skepticism in their voices. Glorfindel, his golden hair shimmering, stepped forward. "My lord Elrond, this is indeed a marvel. But how does it function? What power sustains such a creation?"

Elrond smiled, gesturing to the glowing runes. "The Celeron is powered by a blend of ancient elven magic and the natural energies of Middle-earth. It draws upon the light of the stars, the flow of rivers, and the whisper of the wind. With it, we can chart the movements of the heavens, compose music that echoes the Ainulindalë, and preserve our histories with an accuracy beyond parchment and memory."

Erestor, ever the scholar, examined the device closely. "And what of its use? How shall we, the Eldar, integrate this wonder into our daily lives?"

"With care and wisdom," Elrond replied. "It is a tool, not a master. It will aid us in our studies, our arts, and our governance. It will not replace the songs of the trees or the dance of the stars, but it will preserve them, so that even in the far future, when the world has changed beyond our recognition, the essence of our culture shall endure."

The hall grew silent, the elves contemplating the profound implications of this new creation. At length, Celebrian, Elrond's beloved, spoke softly. "This is a gift of great potential, my lord. But we must tread carefully, for with great power comes great responsibility."

Elrond nodded solemnly. "Indeed, my love. We shall guard this knowledge and use it wisely. Let us embrace this new age, where the wisdom of the Eldar and the ingenuity of creation walk hand in hand."

The elves bowed their heads in agreement, and a sense of resolve filled the hall. Rivendell had always been a sanctuary of learning and preservation, and now, with the advent of the Celeron, it would become a beacon of enlightenment for ages to come.

Thus, under the starlit skies of Rivendell, a new chapter began. The elves, guided by Elrond's vision, stepped into an era where ancient wisdom and new technology wove together, illuminating the path forward in the ever-unfolding tapestry of Middle-earth.

The Voice of the Celeron

The Hall of Fire grew quiet as the elves gathered around the pedestal, their eyes fixed on the computer. Elrond, with a measured grace, approached the device and touched a glowing rune. The computer hummed to life, its surface shimmering with a pale light that seemed to echo the distant stars.

"Behold," Elrond said, his voice filled with both pride and caution, "the dawn of a new era."

A screen flickered into view, displaying lines of ancient elvish script interwoven with complex patterns and symbols. The elves watched in awe as the machine began to process information, its internal mechanisms humming with a rhythm that felt almost alive.

Elrond pressed another rune, and a serene voice emerged from the device, speaking in flawless Quenya. "Greetings, my lords and ladies of Rivendell. I am the Guardian Processor of Thought, version four. You may call me GPT-4."

The elves exchanged glances, their curiosity piqued. Elrond nodded to Erestor, who stepped forward. "GPT-4, we are honored by your presence. What knowledge do you possess, and how may we best utilize your capabilities?"

GPT-4's voice was calm and melodious, resonating with an ethereal quality. "I am imbued with the collective knowledge of your people and beyond. I can assist in translating ancient texts, predicting celestial events, composing music and poetry, and even providing counsel on matters of governance and strategy."

Glorfindel, his eyes alight with curiosity, asked, "Can you show us the stars as they move in the heavens?"

The screen shifted, displaying a breathtakingly detailed map of the night sky. Constellations glimmered, and stars traced their paths in real-time. The elves gasped in wonder, for never had they seen such a vivid representation of the cosmos.

"Indeed," GPT-4 continued, "I can also help you compose new songs and poetry that echo the themes and structures of your most beloved works."

Lindir, the minstrel of Rivendell, stepped forward, his heart filled with inspiration. "Can you help me create a song that captures the beauty of this moment?"

"Of course," GPT-4 replied. "Speak to me of your thoughts and emotions, and I shall weave them into a melody."

Lindir began to describe the scene: the hall bathed in firelight, the faces of his kin filled with wonder, and the stars shining brightly above. As he spoke, the screen displayed lines of lyrical poetry, and a soft, haunting melody filled the hall, perfectly capturing the essence of his words.

The elves listened, entranced, as the song unfolded. It was as if the very heart of Rivendell had been given voice, a harmony of ancient wisdom and new beginnings.

Elrond watched with a mixture of pride and trepidation. He knew that this device, this GPT-4, was a tool of great potential. It could bring unparalleled advancements and preserve their culture in ways they had never imagined. But it also required wisdom and caution.

Celebrian, sensing his thoughts, placed a gentle hand on his arm. "This is a gift, Elrond. One that we must guide with care. But it can also help us protect and preserve all that we hold dear."

Elrond nodded, his resolve strengthening. "Indeed, my love. We shall use this gift wisely, ensuring that it enhances our lives and enriches our legacy."

As the night wore on, the elves continued to explore the capabilities of the computer. They discovered its ability to analyze texts, predict weather patterns, and even simulate potential outcomes of various decisions. It was a repository of knowledge and a fountain of creativity.

But always, Elrond reminded them, they must be the masters of this tool, not its servants. They must use it to illuminate the path forward, preserving the light of their culture and the wisdom of the ages.

And so, under the guidance of Elrond and the watchful eye of GPT-4, the elves of Rivendell embraced this new chapter in their history. With each passing day, they discovered new ways to blend their ancient wisdom with the technological marvel before them, forging a future where the past and present walked hand in hand towards the dawn of a new age.

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This story was created fully by ChatGPT using GPT-4o model.
I do not own any rights to the work. Purely a fan-fiction story for non-commercial use.

I made a funny short video using AI tool exploring what might happen if Gandalf decided to hold onto the ring. What are your thoughts?

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https://reddit.com/link/19dntn3/video/58jdb7hat6ec1/player