Prompt: poetry
I melt over the night cities,
There are many of them, silent under the wing,
Earthly lights, like snowflakes, melt,
Settling over the fire for years.
I fly over night Paris,
Lights, all the same red lights!..
Falling face down into the porthole I see,
That I have known them for a long time.
The seaside alien cities blaze with dung fires,
The night above the world seems to be not bad,
Lights flicker,
The radar rushes about,
Reminding us,
That everything is calm.
The eyes of the nights, tinted with henna.
The grass below is watered with darkness.
Bonfires. Moon. And horses await
A piercing cry: "Atoy!"
I fly by,
As if in a planetarium,
The lights flicker, giving away secrets.
Having wrapped their legs, women read.
My story by the light of lamps.
Not everything is important in life.
Lights. Lights are silent on all the way.
The porthole is damp from fog,
Frequent lights grow, merging.
drawing inspired by Tom Bagshaw, artgerm, peter kemp, lori earley, tom richmond, elegant, ornately detailed, cute, extremely detailed, exquisite,
70-s of 20 century
Modern style
High fantasy art, romantic, inspired by the works of Alan Lee and Arthur Rackham.
Wrapped in a colored fog!
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Prompt: poetry
I melt over the night cities,
There are many of them, silent under the wing,
Earthly lights, like snowflakes, melt,
Settling over the fire for years.
I fly over night Paris,
Lights, all the same red lights!..
Falling face down into the porthole I see,
That I have known them for a long time.
The seaside alien cities blaze with dung fires,
The night above the world seems to be not bad,
Lights flicker,
The radar rushes about,
Reminding us,
That everything is calm.
The eyes of the nights, tinted with henna.
The grass below is watered with darkness.
Bonfires. Moon. And horses await
A piercing cry: "Atoy!"
I fly by,
As if in a planetarium,
The lights flicker, giving away secrets.
Having wrapped their legs, women read.
My story by the light of lamps.
Not everything is important in life.
Lights. Lights are silent on all the way.
The porthole is damp from fog,
Frequent lights grow, merging.
drawing inspired by Tom Bagshaw, artgerm, peter kemp, lori earley, tom richmond, elegant, ornately detailed, cute, extremely detailed, exquisite,
70-s of 20 century
Modern style
High fantasy art, romantic, inspired by the works of Alan Lee and Arthur Rackham.
Wrapped in a colored fog!
no signature
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Prompt:
poetry
I melt over the night cities,
There are many of them, silent under the wing,
Earthly lights, like snowflakes, melt,
Settling over the fire for years.
I fly over night Paris,
Lights, all the same red lights!..
Falling face down into the porthole I see,
That I have known them for a long time.
The seaside alien cities blaze with dung fires,
The night above the world seems to be not bad,
Lights flicker,
The radar rushes about,
Reminding us,
That everything is calm.
The eyes of the nights, tinted with henna.
The grass below is watered with darkness.
Bonfires. Moon. And horses await
A piercing cry: "Atoy!"
I fly by,
As if in a planetarium,
The lights flicker, giving away secrets.
Having wrapped their legs, women read.
My story by the light of lamps.
Not everything is important in life.
Lights. Lights are silent on all the way.
The porthole is damp from fog,
Frequent lights grow, merging.
drawing inspired by Tom Bagshaw, artgerm, peter kemp, lori earley, tom richmond, elegant, ornately detailed, cute, extremely detailed, exquisite,
70-s of 20 century
Modern style
High fantasy art, romantic, inspired by the works of Alan Lee and Arthur Rackham.
Wrapped in a colored fog!
no signature
Modifiers:
Nikon D850
highly detailed
digital painting
sharp focus
elegant
extremely detailed
Award winning photography
bright studio setting
studio lighting
8k
oil on canvas
photorealistic
very attractive
dynamic lighting
award winning
hyperrealistic
4K 3D
crisp quality
cinematic postprocessing
pixar
Ultra realistic
Giuseppe Arcimboldo
highly detailed
4K 3D
8k
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highly detailed
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More about Enchanted Night: City of Moons
A surreal landscape with a glowing city, multiple moons, a girl with a lantern, and horses under a starry sky.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
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