Prompt: Beneath a fractured sky, where two moons bled crimson light, a colossal stone hand, weathered and cracked, reached from the earth. Its fingers, each adorned with a petrified wyvern skull, grasped at the heavens in defiance. Upon its palm, nestled amidst a forest of petrified cacti, stood a lone, weathered tavern. Its sign, a swaying wyvern tail crafted from bleached bone, creaked in the desert wind. Inside, a motley crew of adventurers huddled around a flickering fire. A cloaked figure, their face obscured by shadow, nursed a tankard of steaming liquid. A weathered warrior, their armor etched with forgotten symbols, sharpened a gleaming axe. A young mage, their eyes glowing faintly with arcane energy, studied a tattered scroll. Each bore the scars of countless journeys, their faces etched with the tales of a hundred battles. This ramshackle tavern, a beacon nestled in the hand of a forgotten giant, served as a temporary haven for those brave enough to traverse the unforgiving desert, a microcosm of courage and desperation in a world teetering on the edge of chaos.
Prompt: Beneath a fractured sky, where two moons bled crimson light, a colossal stone hand, weathered and cracked, reached from the earth. Its fingers, each adorned with a petrified wyvern skull, grasped at the heavens in defiance. Upon its palm, nestled amidst a forest of petrified cacti, stood a lone, weathered tavern. Its sign, a swaying wyvern tail crafted from bleached bone, creaked in the desert wind. Inside, a motley crew of adventurers huddled around a flickering fire. A cloaked figure, their face obscured by shadow, nursed a tankard of steaming liquid. A weathered warrior, their armor etched with forgotten symbols, sharpened a gleaming axe. A young mage, their eyes glowing faintly with arcane energy, studied a tattered scroll. Each bore the scars of countless journeys, their faces etched with the tales of a hundred battles. This ramshackle tavern, a beacon nestled in the hand of a forgotten giant, served as a temporary haven for those brave enough to traverse the unforgiving desert, a microcosm of courage and desperation in a world teetering on the edge of chaos.
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Prompt:
Beneath a fractured sky, where two moons bled crimson light, a colossal stone hand, weathered and cracked, reached from the earth. Its fingers, each adorned with a petrified wyvern skull, grasped at the heavens in defiance. Upon its palm, nestled amidst a forest of petrified cacti, stood a lone, weathered tavern. Its sign, a swaying wyvern tail crafted from bleached bone, creaked in the desert wind. Inside, a motley crew of adventurers huddled around a flickering fire. A cloaked figure, their face obscured by shadow, nursed a tankard of steaming liquid. A weathered warrior, their armor etched with forgotten symbols, sharpened a gleaming axe. A young mage, their eyes glowing faintly with arcane energy, studied a tattered scroll. Each bore the scars of countless journeys, their faces etched with the tales of a hundred battles. This ramshackle tavern, a beacon nestled in the hand of a forgotten giant, served as a temporary haven for those brave enough to traverse the unforgiving desert, a microcosm of courage and desperation in a world teetering on the edge of chaos.
Modifiers:
fantasy
beautiful
dynamic lighting
imperial colors
More about Mystical Night in Skull Valley
A surreal desert landscape at night with a giant skull-shaped building, cacti, horses, a caravan, and a moonlit 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
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.