Prompt: A cinematic oil painting set at night within the traveling carnival, illuminated by uneven lantern light and drifting dust. Music and muted movement fill the background, but tension has seized the foreground.
At the center, Nancy — a slim young woman in her mid-twenties with short black hair and attentive dark eyes, wearing gypsy-syle clothing with jewels — sits at a small tarot table covered in a richly patterned cloth. Tarot cards are spread before her, candles flickering at their edges. She has just paused mid-reading, her gaze lifted, sensing something wrong.
Standing too close to her is Brother Justin, a tall evangelical minister in his early thirties with neatly combed dark hair and a severe, angular face. He is not preaching. He is observing. His posture is upright and restrained, his presence cold and intrusive. His eyes are but unsettling in their focus. He has come to interrupt, not to listen.
The other side of the table, Ben — a lean 24-year-old man with dark, wind-tossed hair and pale, burdened eyes — steps forward instinctively. His body language is tense and protective, uncertain but resolute, as if moved by something he does not yet understand.
Beside the evangelical minister stands the short Carnival Boss - he is a dwarf with sharp, intelligent eyes and a composed, commanding presence. You can see the difference of height between them. He has a short gray beard and wears an ornate but weathered carnival coat with embroidered details, a vest beneath, and polished but scuffed boots. He watches the scene with sharp, knowing eyes. His presence is calm but final. His cane in hand, he lifts it and touches the arm of the evangelical minister— a quiet signal that the preacher is not welcome here.
Around them, performers and carnival workers pause or turn away. Lanterns sway. Music continues faintly. The carnival itself seems to resist the intrusion.
The lighting contrasts warm lantern glow against deep shadow, some colors in the background, isolating the figures in tension. The brushwork is textured and painterly, emphasizing fabric, smoke, faces, and stillness. The mood is charged but restrained — a moment of collision before power is revealed, before belief hardens into conflict.
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.
