Prompt: A 19th Century sailing ship is on fire at night. Between the darkness of earth and heaven she was burning
fiercely upon a disc of purple sea shot by the blood-red play of
gleams; upon a disc of water glittering and sinister. A high, clear
flame, an immense and lonely flame, ascended from the ocean, and from
its summit the black smoke poured continuously at the sky. She
burned furiously, mournful and imposing like a funeral pile kindled in
the night, surrounded by the sea, watched over by the stars. A
magnificent death had come like a grace, like a gift, like a reward to
that old ship at the end of her laborious days. The surrender of her
weary ghost to the keeping of stars and sea was stirring like the
sight of a glorious triumph. The masts fell just before daybreak, and
for a moment there was a burst and turmoil of sparks that seemed to
fill with flying fire the night patient and watchful, the vast night
lying silent upon the sea.
Prompt: A 19th Century sailing ship is on fire at night. Between the darkness of earth and heaven she was burning
fiercely upon a disc of purple sea shot by the blood-red play of
gleams; upon a disc of water glittering and sinister. A high, clear
flame, an immense and lonely flame, ascended from the ocean, and from
its summit the black smoke poured continuously at the sky. She
burned furiously, mournful and imposing like a funeral pile kindled in
the night, surrounded by the sea, watched over by the stars. A
magnificent death had come like a grace, like a gift, like a reward to
that old ship at the end of her laborious days. The surrender of her
weary ghost to the keeping of stars and sea was stirring like the
sight of a glorious triumph. The masts fell just before daybreak, and
for a moment there was a burst and turmoil of sparks that seemed to
fill with flying fire the night patient and watchful, the vast night
lying silent upon the sea.
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Prompt:
A 19th Century sailing ship is on fire at night. Between the darkness of earth and heaven she was burning
fiercely upon a disc of purple sea shot by the blood-red play of
gleams; upon a disc of water glittering and sinister. A high, clear
flame, an immense and lonely flame, ascended from the ocean, and from
its summit the black smoke poured continuously at the sky. She
burned furiously, mournful and imposing like a funeral pile kindled in
the night, surrounded by the sea, watched over by the stars. A
magnificent death had come like a grace, like a gift, like a reward to
that old ship at the end of her laborious days. The surrender of her
weary ghost to the keeping of stars and sea was stirring like the
sight of a glorious triumph. The masts fell just before daybreak, and
for a moment there was a burst and turmoil of sparks that seemed to
fill with flying fire the night patient and watchful, the vast night
lying silent upon the sea.
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.
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