Prompt: A haunting, hyper-detailed surreal garden drenched in deep twilight shadows, overtaken by gnarled, thorny vines that twist like serpents over shattered statues and cracked marble fountains. Once-vibrant flowers now bloom with an unnatural, bioluminescent glow—petals mutated into grotesque, alien forms with teeth-like ridges and eyes that seem to blink slowly in the dimness. Ethereal blue mist seeps from the soil, winding around ancient trees whose bark resembles weathered, cracked human skin, complete with knot-like tumors and whispering mouths hidden in the bark.
A cobblestone path, uneven and partially consumed by roots, winds deeper into the gloom, vanishing into a dense, dreamlike fog pulsing with an eerie inner light. Overhead, the twisted canopy forms almost-human silhouettes in the branches, casting surreal, writhing shadows that seem to move when unobserved. Floating pollen glows faintly, suspended like stars in a dying galaxy, illuminating strange fungi clinging to gravestones half-buried in moss. Distant whispering and soft lullabies echo through the mist, as if sung by forgotten spirits. A rusted wrought-iron gate stands crooked in the distance, adorned with skeletal roses that drip black sap.
The entire scene is infused with a painterly, cinematic aesthetic reminiscent of dark romanticism and expressionist horror—textured with moody chiaroscuro lighting, subtle embers in the fog, and baroque decay. A surreal, symbolic nightmare garden that evokes dread and sorrow in equal measure.
Prompt: A haunting, hyper-detailed surreal garden drenched in deep twilight shadows, overtaken by gnarled, thorny vines that twist like serpents over shattered statues and cracked marble fountains. Once-vibrant flowers now bloom with an unnatural, bioluminescent glow—petals mutated into grotesque, alien forms with teeth-like ridges and eyes that seem to blink slowly in the dimness. Ethereal blue mist seeps from the soil, winding around ancient trees whose bark resembles weathered, cracked human skin, complete with knot-like tumors and whispering mouths hidden in the bark.
A cobblestone path, uneven and partially consumed by roots, winds deeper into the gloom, vanishing into a dense, dreamlike fog pulsing with an eerie inner light. Overhead, the twisted canopy forms almost-human silhouettes in the branches, casting surreal, writhing shadows that seem to move when unobserved. Floating pollen glows faintly, suspended like stars in a dying galaxy, illuminating strange fungi clinging to gravestones half-buried in moss. Distant whispering and soft lullabies echo through the mist, as if sung by forgotten spirits. A rusted wrought-iron gate stands crooked in the distance, adorned with skeletal roses that drip black sap.
The entire scene is infused with a painterly, cinematic aesthetic reminiscent of dark romanticism and expressionist horror—textured with moody chiaroscuro lighting, subtle embers in the fog, and baroque decay. A surreal, symbolic nightmare garden that evokes dread and sorrow in equal measure.
Would you like to report this Dream as inappropriate?
Prompt:
A haunting, hyper-detailed surreal garden drenched in deep twilight shadows, overtaken by gnarled, thorny vines that twist like serpents over shattered statues and cracked marble fountains. Once-vibrant flowers now bloom with an unnatural, bioluminescent glow—petals mutated into grotesque, alien forms with teeth-like ridges and eyes that seem to blink slowly in the dimness. Ethereal blue mist seeps from the soil, winding around ancient trees whose bark resembles weathered, cracked human skin, complete with knot-like tumors and whispering mouths hidden in the bark.
A cobblestone path, uneven and partially consumed by roots, winds deeper into the gloom, vanishing into a dense, dreamlike fog pulsing with an eerie inner light. Overhead, the twisted canopy forms almost-human silhouettes in the branches, casting surreal, writhing shadows that seem to move when unobserved. Floating pollen glows faintly, suspended like stars in a dying galaxy, illuminating strange fungi clinging to gravestones half-buried in moss. Distant whispering and soft lullabies echo through the mist, as if sung by forgotten spirits. A rusted wrought-iron gate stands crooked in the distance, adorned with skeletal roses that drip black sap.
The entire scene is infused with a painterly, cinematic aesthetic reminiscent of dark romanticism and expressionist horror—textured with moody chiaroscuro lighting, subtle embers in the fog, and baroque decay. A surreal, symbolic nightmare garden that evokes dread and sorrow in equal measure.
A mystical garden path leads to an ornate gate, flanked by glowing flowers and twisted trees, all bathed in a serene blue light, evoking a sense of enchantment and wonder.
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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