Prompt: Hamadrida, her long, wavy hair seems to be entwined with the leaves of the oak tree, shimmering in shades of green, gold and brown. Her eyes, as deep green as the oldest oak leaves, shine with intelligence and mystery, and she is cheerful and happy. On the temples of the hamadrid, one can see delicate golden ribbons adorning her forehead, adding a mystical glow to her figure. Her face is delicate, with harmonious features that exude joy and wisdom. The hamadrid's skin is pale, almost clear, with a subtle sheen reminiscent of dew at dawn. On her cheeks and shoulders, intricate patterns reminiscent of the veins of leaves can be seen, as if nature has imprinted its mark on her body. Her body is slender and voluptuous. Her shoulders and back are decorated with gold and green tattoos, resembling twisting branches and vines. Her hands, delicate and slender, are finished with nails resembling tiny shiny leaves. Hamadrida wears an ethereal gown made of delicate, almost transparent materials that ripple with her every movement, as if they were made of mist. The gown shimmers in shades of green, gold and brown. Her legs are slender and shapely, and her feet tread gently on the soft, mossy ground. On her ankles are tiny gold bracelets. In the heart of a mythical forest, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, stands a majestic oak tree. Its massive, spreading branches form a dense canopy of leaves. The tree's bark, covered with a dense network of cracks and knots, glistens in the glow of the last rays of the day, almost golden. At the base of the oak, where the roots emerge from the ground to form an intricate network, the story of the hamadriad begins. By Luis Royo, Tom Bagshaw, Pino Daeni, Karol Bak
Prompt: Hamadrida, her long, wavy hair seems to be entwined with the leaves of the oak tree, shimmering in shades of green, gold and brown. Her eyes, as deep green as the oldest oak leaves, shine with intelligence and mystery, and she is cheerful and happy. On the temples of the hamadrid, one can see delicate golden ribbons adorning her forehead, adding a mystical glow to her figure. Her face is delicate, with harmonious features that exude joy and wisdom. The hamadrid's skin is pale, almost clear, with a subtle sheen reminiscent of dew at dawn. On her cheeks and shoulders, intricate patterns reminiscent of the veins of leaves can be seen, as if nature has imprinted its mark on her body. Her body is slender and voluptuous. Her shoulders and back are decorated with gold and green tattoos, resembling twisting branches and vines. Her hands, delicate and slender, are finished with nails resembling tiny shiny leaves. Hamadrida wears an ethereal gown made of delicate, almost transparent materials that ripple with her every movement, as if they were made of mist. The gown shimmers in shades of green, gold and brown. Her legs are slender and shapely, and her feet tread gently on the soft, mossy ground. On her ankles are tiny gold bracelets. In the heart of a mythical forest, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, stands a majestic oak tree. Its massive, spreading branches form a dense canopy of leaves. The tree's bark, covered with a dense network of cracks and knots, glistens in the glow of the last rays of the day, almost golden. At the base of the oak, where the roots emerge from the ground to form an intricate network, the story of the hamadriad begins. By Luis Royo, Tom Bagshaw, Pino Daeni, Karol Bak
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.
