Prompt: "Front view at an angle of 1/3 or 5° of a degree." (*A woman and the ghost of her military husband behind her"): The silence of the Ukrainian village hut, decorated in the national style, enveloped like a warm blanket a middle-aged Ukrainian woman with short gray hair in a bob hairstyle, of Slavic appearance. A ray of the rising moon penetrates the window, a woman sits at the desk and clutches the last letter from her husband in her hands under the penetrating light of the rays of the full moon and a vintage table lamp. His handwriting, familiar and dear, shone on the yellowed paper, as if invisible. A thread connected their hearts across distance and time. She closed her eyes, trying to bring back that happy moment when he laughed, telling about his dreams and plans for life - ("Darling, I'm always with you!" whispered the ghost spirit in the form of a transparent, white-light blue human spirit of a middle-aged man with short gray hair and a short gray beard in the uniform of a Ukrainian military man. "A Marine Corps sergeant and a beret") standing behind her, his voice soft and calm. He looked at her, full of love and pride. She smiled through her tears, feeling his presence as tightly as she once held him. As if he were here, next to her, making every moment unbearably real. The letter spoke of hope, that they would meet again, and she would hold him close as in their youth. In that moment, a quiet strength was reflected in the woman's heart - a love that not even war can extinguish. She knew that despite the loss, her husband would always be there, in her memories and in her heart. Dynamic, volumetric lighting, Full UHD 128K.
Prompt: "Front view at an angle of 1/3 or 5° of a degree." (*A woman and the ghost of her military husband behind her"): The silence of the Ukrainian village hut, decorated in the national style, enveloped like a warm blanket a middle-aged Ukrainian woman with short gray hair in a bob hairstyle, of Slavic appearance. A ray of the rising moon penetrates the window, a woman sits at the desk and clutches the last letter from her husband in her hands under the penetrating light of the rays of the full moon and a vintage table lamp. His handwriting, familiar and dear, shone on the yellowed paper, as if invisible. A thread connected their hearts across distance and time. She closed her eyes, trying to bring back that happy moment when he laughed, telling about his dreams and plans for life - ("Darling, I'm always with you!" whispered the ghost spirit in the form of a transparent, white-light blue human spirit of a middle-aged man with short gray hair and a short gray beard in the uniform of a Ukrainian military man. "A Marine Corps sergeant and a beret") standing behind her, his voice soft and calm. He looked at her, full of love and pride. She smiled through her tears, feeling his presence as tightly as she once held him. As if he were here, next to her, making every moment unbearably real. The letter spoke of hope, that they would meet again, and she would hold him close as in their youth. In that moment, a quiet strength was reflected in the woman's heart - a love that not even war can extinguish. She knew that despite the loss, her husband would always be there, in her memories and in her heart. Dynamic, volumetric lighting, Full UHD 128K.
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Prompt:
"Front view at an angle of 1/3 or 5° of a degree." (*A woman and the ghost of her military husband behind her"): The silence of the Ukrainian village hut, decorated in the national style, enveloped like a warm blanket a middle-aged Ukrainian woman with short gray hair in a bob hairstyle, of Slavic appearance. A ray of the rising moon penetrates the window, a woman sits at the desk and clutches the last letter from her husband in her hands under the penetrating light of the rays of the full moon and a vintage table lamp. His handwriting, familiar and dear, shone on the yellowed paper, as if invisible. A thread connected their hearts across distance and time. She closed her eyes, trying to bring back that happy moment when he laughed, telling about his dreams and plans for life - ("Darling, I'm always with you!" whispered the ghost spirit in the form of a transparent, white-light blue human spirit of a middle-aged man with short gray hair and a short gray beard in the uniform of a Ukrainian military man. "A Marine Corps sergeant and a beret") standing behind her, his voice soft and calm. He looked at her, full of love and pride. She smiled through her tears, feeling his presence as tightly as she once held him. As if he were here, next to her, making every moment unbearably real. The letter spoke of hope, that they would meet again, and she would hold him close as in their youth. In that moment, a quiet strength was reflected in the woman's heart - a love that not even war can extinguish. She knew that despite the loss, her husband would always be there, in her memories and in her heart. Dynamic, volumetric 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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