Prompt: DESCRIPTION: Little girl so sassy & carefree, looks up & asks - If I were a flower would you pick me? So unexpecting of grown-up harm was she, that when she wants to run & run; his sour breath wafts a visible fog, its long tendrils around her, like a web, they spun. She sank her teeth, biting like a rabid dog. He bristled, not the slightest bit, tilted back his head in a laughing fit, with streaming tears that wouldn’t quit. Years & years, they’d flown, & into a woman she’d grown; yet inside she felt like a little girl, trapped in another’s sour-breath swirl. She found him, now, shrunken & frail of bone. His shame, a secret he’d borne all alone, & it went far further back than anyone’d known. She stared, trembling in the depth of her trauma, then it hit, suddenly, for seconds -split, she’d sensed they were kindred in an unlovable spirit. She shook it off as unnecessary drama. She gazed deep as she handed him a flower, & said I pick you. Then she walked away in her power, knowing she’d done the world a favor, good & true; for her parting gift - the extended flower – it had a sour breath, too. Invisible lethal toxins, it would emit, & he’d come to his end within an hour. She bristled not a single bit, tossing her hair, she laughed gutturally, as it came from a life-deep pit, & tears would soon follow, never to quit. SCENE: Text-free, Visual only. Dynamic Interaction DEPICTION: She giving him flower. Highlight his creepy feebleness; Portray her pain + intoxicating power of revenge. Visually convey his corrosion transferring to her. OVERALL: stylish dark modern fairytale, disturbing, emotional, Dirk Dzimirsky - realistic facial expressions, nuanced shame, darkness. By James R Eads & Agostino Arrivabene; Colors: black + opalescent colors + Ernst Fuchs colors. Gorgeously rendered + creepy + pathos of human condition
Prompt: DESCRIPTION: Little girl so sassy & carefree, looks up & asks - If I were a flower would you pick me? So unexpecting of grown-up harm was she, that when she wants to run & run; his sour breath wafts a visible fog, its long tendrils around her, like a web, they spun. She sank her teeth, biting like a rabid dog. He bristled, not the slightest bit, tilted back his head in a laughing fit, with streaming tears that wouldn’t quit. Years & years, they’d flown, & into a woman she’d grown; yet inside she felt like a little girl, trapped in another’s sour-breath swirl. She found him, now, shrunken & frail of bone. His shame, a secret he’d borne all alone, & it went far further back than anyone’d known. She stared, trembling in the depth of her trauma, then it hit, suddenly, for seconds -split, she’d sensed they were kindred in an unlovable spirit. She shook it off as unnecessary drama. She gazed deep as she handed him a flower, & said I pick you. Then she walked away in her power, knowing she’d done the world a favor, good & true; for her parting gift - the extended flower – it had a sour breath, too. Invisible lethal toxins, it would emit, & he’d come to his end within an hour. She bristled not a single bit, tossing her hair, she laughed gutturally, as it came from a life-deep pit, & tears would soon follow, never to quit. SCENE: Text-free, Visual only. Dynamic Interaction DEPICTION: She giving him flower. Highlight his creepy feebleness; Portray her pain + intoxicating power of revenge. Visually convey his corrosion transferring to her. OVERALL: stylish dark modern fairytale, disturbing, emotional, Dirk Dzimirsky - realistic facial expressions, nuanced shame, darkness. By James R Eads & Agostino Arrivabene; Colors: black + opalescent colors + Ernst Fuchs colors. Gorgeously rendered + creepy + pathos of human condition
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Prompt:
DESCRIPTION: Little girl so sassy & carefree, looks up & asks - If I were a flower would you pick me? So unexpecting of grown-up harm was she, that when she wants to run & run; his sour breath wafts a visible fog, its long tendrils around her, like a web, they spun. She sank her teeth, biting like a rabid dog. He bristled, not the slightest bit, tilted back his head in a laughing fit, with streaming tears that wouldn’t quit. Years & years, they’d flown, & into a woman she’d grown; yet inside she felt like a little girl, trapped in another’s sour-breath swirl. She found him, now, shrunken & frail of bone. His shame, a secret he’d borne all alone, & it went far further back than anyone’d known. She stared, trembling in the depth of her trauma, then it hit, suddenly, for seconds -split, she’d sensed they were kindred in an unlovable spirit. She shook it off as unnecessary drama. She gazed deep as she handed him a flower, & said I pick you. Then she walked away in her power, knowing she’d done the world a favor, good & true; for her parting gift - the extended flower – it had a sour breath, too. Invisible lethal toxins, it would emit, & he’d come to his end within an hour. She bristled not a single bit, tossing her hair, she laughed gutturally, as it came from a life-deep pit, & tears would soon follow, never to quit. SCENE: Text-free, Visual only. Dynamic Interaction DEPICTION: She giving him flower. Highlight his creepy feebleness; Portray her pain + intoxicating power of revenge. Visually convey his corrosion transferring to her. OVERALL: stylish dark modern fairytale, disturbing, emotional, Dirk Dzimirsky - realistic facial expressions, nuanced shame, darkness. By James R Eads & Agostino Arrivabene; Colors: black + opalescent colors + Ernst Fuchs colors. Gorgeously rendered + creepy + pathos of human condition
Modifiers:
Nikon D850
sharp focus
cinematic lighting
sensuality
dynamic lighting
no text
Hieronymus Bosch
Salvatore Dali
crisp realism
iridescent colors
3D highly detailed
Avant garde
ultra-high definition
ultra high resolution
enhanced expressiveness
one screen
tension
impeccable sublime styling & design & scenery
4k 4K 3D
beautiful award winning hyperrealistic ultra detailed
no plastic mannequin doll facial features
hyper-realistic tears and hyper realistic light reflections in eyes
16K, UHD, HDR, 3D, 500 pix
No text, no words, no frame, no border, no caption
Color-palette by Ernst Fuchs
Creepy af
cinematic lighting
one scene
Gorgeous af
More about I Pick You (A dark fairytale-as-prompt)
I Pick You (A dark fairytale-as-prompt) by Bailey's Mom
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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