Prompt: A man hangs over a precipice held by his hand.
By the woman whose heart you broke.
When her fingers loosen, you fall into the abyss.
Words will no longer help, for she is ready.
The weight of your guilt will decide everything.
Whether she will give you a chance or lower you into darkness.
The terror in your eyes.
No longer moves her.
Prompt: It's night, a man sitting on a chair near the cliff, is smoking a cigarette, the dark sky is illuminated only by the full moon, in the art styles of Jophenie Wall, Peter Gric, Leonora Carrington, Steve Burg
Prompt: A lone figure standing on a cliff edge overlooking a vast, misty valley, dramatic storm clouds gathering in the sky, a solitary tree clinging to the edge, rugged terrain below, a sense of isolation, contemplation, and resilience, deep emotional impact, grayscale with hints of dark blues and purples, high contrast, dynamic lighting casting long shadows, evoking a sense of impending storm, digital painting with realistic textures, by Simon Stålenhag, Artstation.
Prompt: in the minimalist illustrative style of Moebius, Cosimo Galluzzi, Deathburge, bakaarts, Ladrönn, Sable :: (minimalism:1.5) emotive sketch of iron giant mecha holding the hand of adorable girl, high meadow precipice, view of the sea, sunset
Prompt: The earth is flat, the world is a flat planet, surrounded by ice walls separating an endless plane of worlds, there is no globe, we have been fooled again
Prompt: The Watchtower's Vigil: A lone knight, their weathered face etched with the lines of countless battles, stands atop a crumbling watchtower. The wind whips at their crimson cloak, tugging at the tattered banner emblazoned with a forgotten sigil. Below, a vast, mist-shrouded valley stretches out like a sleeping giant. The air hangs heavy with an unsettling silence, broken only by the mournful cry of unseen birds circling the distant, skeletal remains of a long-dead dragon. The knight's hand rests on the hilt of a sword, its once-gleaming blade dulled by time but still pulsating with a faint inner light, a whisper of the magic once woven into its core. This scene captures the essence of a tireless sentinel, forever vigilant against an unknown threat, their lone vigil a beacon of hope in a realm shrouded in mist and forgotten lore.
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.
