Prompt: In a mossy clearing, the moonlight casts an unnatural glow, illuminating a scene of bizarre beauty. Oberon, the Fairy King, stands on a gnarled tree root, his eyes glowing with mischievous intent as he gestures toward the slumbering Titania. She lies on a bed of wildflowers, her hair entwined with vines, while a grotesque yet strangely gentle Bottom, now with the head of a donkey, sleeps beside her. His donkey ears twitch in his dreams, and a single, enchanted flower is tucked behind one ear. Surrounding them is a chaotic convergence of the mystical and the mortal. Puck, a diminutive, impish figure, perches on a toadstool, his grin a slash of white in the dim light. Meanwhile, the four lovers—Hermia, Lysander, Demetrius, and Helena—are sprawled across the forest floor in a tangled heap, their faces twisted in the throes of enchanted dreams. The air is thick with the buzz of oversized, luminous fireflies and the faint, hypnotic music of unseen fairies, all of it rendered with such astonishing clarity that the surreal becomes startlingly real.
Prompt: In a mossy clearing, the moonlight casts an unnatural glow, illuminating a scene of bizarre beauty. Oberon, the Fairy King, stands on a gnarled tree root, his eyes glowing with mischievous intent as he gestures toward the slumbering Titania. She lies on a bed of wildflowers, her hair entwined with vines, while a grotesque yet strangely gentle Bottom, now with the head of a donkey, sleeps beside her. His donkey ears twitch in his dreams, and a single, enchanted flower is tucked behind one ear. Surrounding them is a chaotic convergence of the mystical and the mortal. Puck, a diminutive, impish figure, perches on a toadstool, his grin a slash of white in the dim light. Meanwhile, the four lovers—Hermia, Lysander, Demetrius, and Helena—are sprawled across the forest floor in a tangled heap, their faces twisted in the throes of enchanted dreams. The air is thick with the buzz of oversized, luminous fireflies and the faint, hypnotic music of unseen fairies, all of it rendered with such astonishing clarity that the surreal becomes startlingly real.
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Prompt:
In a mossy clearing, the moonlight casts an unnatural glow, illuminating a scene of bizarre beauty. Oberon, the Fairy King, stands on a gnarled tree root, his eyes glowing with mischievous intent as he gestures toward the slumbering Titania. She lies on a bed of wildflowers, her hair entwined with vines, while a grotesque yet strangely gentle Bottom, now with the head of a donkey, sleeps beside her. His donkey ears twitch in his dreams, and a single, enchanted flower is tucked behind one ear. Surrounding them is a chaotic convergence of the mystical and the mortal. Puck, a diminutive, impish figure, perches on a toadstool, his grin a slash of white in the dim light. Meanwhile, the four lovers—Hermia, Lysander, Demetrius, and Helena—are sprawled across the forest floor in a tangled heap, their faces twisted in the throes of enchanted dreams. The air is thick with the buzz of oversized, luminous fireflies and the faint, hypnotic music of unseen fairies, all of it rendered with such astonishing clarity that the surreal becomes startlingly real.
Modifiers:
fantasy
beautiful
dynamic lighting
Style of Gustav Klimt
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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