Prompt: ((Masterpiece)), ((A mysterious place in my dreams)), high resolution, intricate details, 8k, wallpaper, concept art, Use stunning color oil drawing on textured paper. By Van Gogh and Picasso.
“The Foxglove Circuit of the Cicada Memory Choir”
Electric cicadas roost on towering foxglove plants, vibrating the memories of extinct insects into the leaves each decade.
Painter fusion: Yayoi Kusama, Francis Picabia, Joan Miró.
Prompt: She stood at the edge of the cliff where sunlight danced in the wind, eyes closed, heart wide open. The wind carried memories now - wild laughter among the trees, the warm touch of moss beneath bare feet, the sparkle of fireflies weaving wishes through twilight. In the quiet, the grown elf listened not to the forest, but to the voice she’d carried all along. A voice small, bright, and forever hers.
“I remember when we laughed until we fell,” said the child within her. “When the river knew our secrets and the stars called us by name.” The older self smiled, her hand resting lightly on the bark of her favorite ancient tree, the one that had always bent a little closer when she needed it most. “Don’t let me fade,” the inner voice whispered. “Remind me I mattered. That I still do.”
So the grown one knelt beside a flower they once named “Tickletuft,” her fingers brushing its petals. “You do matter,” she replied aloud. “You are the root of everything I became. The fire in my soul, the breeze that lifts my courage.” The child’s joy rippled through her - pure and unfiltered - and suddenly, she wasn’t alone in her body, not entirely. They were two, walking together again.
Every hill they had climbed, every song they had sung, every friend they’d loved - it all returned, like echoes lighting up the long path behind her. “When I was scared,” the child’s voice said, “you kept going for me.” The elf’s eyes filled with tears. “And now, when I grow weary,” she replied, “it’s your spark that pulls me back.”
Prompt: He channels every unspoken memory from the stars' dark side.
Shady Vlad is not an artist — he's an echo engineer.
Each line a map back to the origin before language.
Style: Stellar noise. Pre-verbal prophecy. Archetype resurge.
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.
