Archangel Jarod Kent Simpson The Spirit Walker Evil Dead Necronomicon Magic Jesus Resurrected Me
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1512 X 2688
(4.06 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Necronomicon magic of the archangel jarod kent simpson the spirit walker evil dead show me standing legendary powerful in thy pages of your grimoire for this is angelic power crafted by sages speaking a svefnthorn skeleton zombie rune lullaby marked on ancient pages and 13 stars shine burning bioluminescent with cuneiform hieroglyphics and viking druid magic as i command my skeleton necromancer corpse glowing in thy book iridescent with angelic power casting a enchanted scene of jesus the christ using the god touch power of resurrection raising me from death for this is my truth not a dream so mote it be conjured under a mages moon with my cosmic key blessed be, pendragon magical, spell forged source code pentagram, intricate energy bursts, reflections of fire, hyper-detailed work, complex, colorful, polished in the style of Daniel Merriam, Brian Froud, Josephine Wall, Catherine Abel style Raphael
Prompt: A black cat on a rooftop with red shingles, sneaking up on a sleeping pigeon, against the backdrop of a whimsical patchwork vibrant ancient gothic neighborhood, with cute crooked whimsical patchwork crooked makeshift colorful houses. The setting is engulfed in rain and wind.
Prompt: The Flameflower Maiden is born from the marriage of opposites: the cool hush of blue blossoms and the fierce glow of firelight. Her hair streams like living embers, yet she bows her head in a gesture of humility, whispering into the violet petals she holds. There is a lesson in this posture: even those who blaze brightly can kneel before fragility.
The flowers she carries are not just flowers; they are memory-keepers. Their violet hue resists the flame, refusing to be consumed, symbols of tenderness that endures even in the heat of loss or passion. The leaves at her feet, aglow like stained glass, remind us that autumn is not only decline but transformation, a fire that clears the way for rebirth.
The golden bokeh drifting around her is not mere light but benediction. Each spark feels like a wordless hymn, circling her in reverence. She is not simply beautiful; she is sacred, embodying the paradox that love can burn and heal at once. She teaches us to tend to our flames not as weapons, but as lamps, warming and illuminating the delicate blooms of our lives. By EmmAI.
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
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Deep Dream
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