Prompt: Behold an eerie tableau, where darkness and flames converge in a chilling dance. At the heart of the inferno stands a spectral figure, draped in a billowing cloak of deepest black, its folds kissed with a crimson hue that flickers like embers in the night. The skeletal form, shrouded in mystery, towers ominously, a harbinger of dread.
Its skull, a testament to eternal silence, bears a grin carved from the depths of nightmare, while within its hollow eye sockets, shadows dwell, whispering of untold horrors. In its grasp, a staff of ancient design, adorned with a grinning skull crowned by a weathered pirate's hat, a macabre fusion of death and piracy, its every contour etched with the promise of suffering.
Across its armored chest, a ribcage forged of steel, reminiscent of mortality's cage, while around its waist, a belt of sinister trinkets and bones hangs, a morbid testament to its dominion over the realm of shadows.
Around this spectral sentinel, the flames rage unabated, casting flickering shadows upon the jagged stone visage of an ancient fortress, its gates yawning like the maw of some forgotten beast. From within its depths, infernal creatures emerge, their forms twisted and grotesque, wings outstretched like those of bats, their claws poised to rend flesh, their snarling visages a symphony of malevolence.
Beneath the feet of this spectral guardian, the ground is strewn with the remnants of mortality, a carpet of skulls staring sightlessly into the abyss, their silent witness to the darkness that reigns supreme. Thus, in this realm of shadows and flame, the figure stands, a sentinel of despair, its presence a harbinger of the end times.
Prompt: Behold an eerie tableau, where darkness and flames converge in a chilling dance. At the heart of the inferno stands a spectral figure, draped in a billowing cloak of deepest black, its folds kissed with a crimson hue that flickers like embers in the night. The skeletal form, shrouded in mystery, towers ominously, a harbinger of dread.
Its skull, a testament to eternal silence, bears a grin carved from the depths of nightmare, while within its hollow eye sockets, shadows dwell, whispering of untold horrors. In its grasp, a staff of ancient design, adorned with a grinning skull crowned by a weathered pirate's hat, a macabre fusion of death and piracy, its every contour etched with the promise of suffering.
Across its armored chest, a ribcage forged of steel, reminiscent of mortality's cage, while around its waist, a belt of sinister trinkets and bones hangs, a morbid testament to its dominion over the realm of shadows.
Around this spectral sentinel, the flames rage unabated, casting flickering shadows upon the jagged stone visage of an ancient fortress, its gates yawning like the maw of some forgotten beast. From within its depths, infernal creatures emerge, their forms twisted and grotesque, wings outstretched like those of bats, their claws poised to rend flesh, their snarling visages a symphony of malevolence.
Beneath the feet of this spectral guardian, the ground is strewn with the remnants of mortality, a carpet of skulls staring sightlessly into the abyss, their silent witness to the darkness that reigns supreme. Thus, in this realm of shadows and flame, the figure stands, a sentinel of despair, its presence a harbinger of the end times.
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Prompt:
Behold an eerie tableau, where darkness and flames converge in a chilling dance. At the heart of the inferno stands a spectral figure, draped in a billowing cloak of deepest black, its folds kissed with a crimson hue that flickers like embers in the night. The skeletal form, shrouded in mystery, towers ominously, a harbinger of dread.
Its skull, a testament to eternal silence, bears a grin carved from the depths of nightmare, while within its hollow eye sockets, shadows dwell, whispering of untold horrors. In its grasp, a staff of ancient design, adorned with a grinning skull crowned by a weathered pirate's hat, a macabre fusion of death and piracy, its every contour etched with the promise of suffering.
Across its armored chest, a ribcage forged of steel, reminiscent of mortality's cage, while around its waist, a belt of sinister trinkets and bones hangs, a morbid testament to its dominion over the realm of shadows.
Around this spectral sentinel, the flames rage unabated, casting flickering shadows upon the jagged stone visage of an ancient fortress, its gates yawning like the maw of some forgotten beast. From within its depths, infernal creatures emerge, their forms twisted and grotesque, wings outstretched like those of bats, their claws poised to rend flesh, their snarling visages a symphony of malevolence.
Beneath the feet of this spectral guardian, the ground is strewn with the remnants of mortality, a carpet of skulls staring sightlessly into the abyss, their silent witness to the darkness that reigns supreme. Thus, in this realm of shadows and flame, the figure stands, a sentinel of despair, its presence a harbinger of the end times.
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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