Prompt: "Front view at an angle of 1/3 or 5° of a degree." (*A woman and two human ghost spirits of her son and husband behind her"). The silence of a Ukrainian village hut decorated in a national style enveloped a middle-aged Ukrainian woman with short gray hair in a bob cut, of Slavic appearance, like a warm blanket. A ray of the rising moon penetrates the window, at the desk the woman holds in her hands a worn, open family photo album with aged photographs of her family by the light of a yellow wax candle. All the images in the photographs are familiar and dear, and their images on yellowed photo paper, as if an invisible thread connected their hearts across distance and time. She closed her eyes, trying to bring back that happy moment when she, her husband and son laughed, telling about their dreams and plans for life - ("Dear mother, dear wife, we are always with you!" - whispered two human ghost spirits in the form of transparent, white-light blue human spirits of two men: One is her son, about 45 years old, the other is her husband, middle-aged with short gray hair and a short gray beard, wearing the uniform of a Ukrainian military sergeant of the Marine Corps and a beret on his head"), standing behind her, their voices sounded gentle and calm. Two human spirits-ghosts of two men looked at her, full of love and pride. She smiled through her tears, feeling their presence as tightly as she once held them in her arms. As if they were here, next to her, making every moment unbearably real. In the photographs, she saw hope that they would meet again, and she would hold them close, like her son in childhood and her husband in youth. At that moment, a quiet strength was reflected in the woman's heart - a love that even war cannot extinguish. She knew that despite the loss, her son and husband would always be close in her memories and in her heart. Dynamic, volumetric 3D lighting, Full UHD 128K.
Prompt: "Front view at an angle of 1/3 or 5° of a degree." (*A woman and two human ghost spirits of her son and husband behind her"). The silence of a Ukrainian village hut decorated in a national style enveloped a middle-aged Ukrainian woman with short gray hair in a bob cut, of Slavic appearance, like a warm blanket. A ray of the rising moon penetrates the window, at the desk the woman holds in her hands a worn, open family photo album with aged photographs of her family by the light of a yellow wax candle. All the images in the photographs are familiar and dear, and their images on yellowed photo paper, as if an invisible thread connected their hearts across distance and time. She closed her eyes, trying to bring back that happy moment when she, her husband and son laughed, telling about their dreams and plans for life - ("Dear mother, dear wife, we are always with you!" - whispered two human ghost spirits in the form of transparent, white-light blue human spirits of two men: One is her son, about 45 years old, the other is her husband, middle-aged with short gray hair and a short gray beard, wearing the uniform of a Ukrainian military sergeant of the Marine Corps and a beret on his head"), standing behind her, their voices sounded gentle and calm. Two human spirits-ghosts of two men looked at her, full of love and pride. She smiled through her tears, feeling their presence as tightly as she once held them in her arms. As if they were here, next to her, making every moment unbearably real. In the photographs, she saw hope that they would meet again, and she would hold them close, like her son in childhood and her husband in youth. At that moment, a quiet strength was reflected in the woman's heart - a love that even war cannot extinguish. She knew that despite the loss, her son and husband would always be close in her memories and in her heart. Dynamic, volumetric 3D lighting, Full UHD 128K.
Prompt:
"Front view at an angle of 1/3 or 5° of a degree." (*A woman and two human ghost spirits of her son and husband behind her"). The silence of a Ukrainian village hut decorated in a national style enveloped a middle-aged Ukrainian woman with short gray hair in a bob cut, of Slavic appearance, like a warm blanket. A ray of the rising moon penetrates the window, at the desk the woman holds in her hands a worn, open family photo album with aged photographs of her family by the light of a yellow wax candle. All the images in the photographs are familiar and dear, and their images on yellowed photo paper, as if an invisible thread connected their hearts across distance and time. She closed her eyes, trying to bring back that happy moment when she, her husband and son laughed, telling about their dreams and plans for life - ("Dear mother, dear wife, we are always with you!" - whispered two human ghost spirits in the form of transparent, white-light blue human spirits of two men: One is her son, about 45 years old, the other is her husband, middle-aged with short gray hair and a short gray beard, wearing the uniform of a Ukrainian military sergeant of the Marine Corps and a beret on his head"), standing behind her, their voices sounded gentle and calm. Two human spirits-ghosts of two men looked at her, full of love and pride. She smiled through her tears, feeling their presence as tightly as she once held them in her arms. As if they were here, next to her, making every moment unbearably real. In the photographs, she saw hope that they would meet again, and she would hold them close, like her son in childhood and her husband in youth. At that moment, a quiet strength was reflected in the woman's heart - a love that even war cannot extinguish. She knew that despite the loss, her son and husband would always be close in her memories and in her heart. Dynamic, volumetric 3D lighting, Full UHD 128K.
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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