Prompt: Across a horizon of endless white ice, a single research station crouches like a lone but defiant ember beneath the colossal rings of a distant gas giant. Modular domes and angular habitats—painted in vivid industrial yellow and bright red—form a huddled cluster against a relentless polar wind. Antennas glitter with rime; long umbilical cables arc between structures, sheathed in ice, humming faintly as gusts pull at them. Above, the planet’s rings rise like a sky-filling vault of stone and light, bands of silver and violet sweeping from one edge of the heavens to the other, etched with the slow shadow of shepherd moons.
Massive tracked transports creep between pressure-sealed buildings, treads crunching through layers of blue ice and powdered frost. Each vehicle throws a faint haze of vapor that the wind instantly whips into spectral banners. Overhead, silent cargo lifters glide on magnetic drives, their running lights winking against the dark curve of the rings. One descends through a shaft of planetary glow, bathing the outpost in a fleeting wash of molten silver.
The light itself is alien: a pale sun barely rises, painting lavender shadows across the ice sheet while ringlight floods everything with a cold, opalescent brilliance. From reactor vents, heat shimmers upward, bending the air in fragile mirages. Far across the plain, geysers erupt in slow motion, their plumes briefly illuminated by distant lightning that flickers through the gas giant’s turbulent atmosphere—a silent storm a hundred thousand kilometers high.
Figures move deliberately across the ice: explorers in insulated exosuits, faces hidden behind mirrored visors. Their footprints etch temporary patterns that the wind soon scours away. In the command dome, instruments pulse a quiet rhythm; telemetry pings echo like heartbeats under the thin sky.
Ambiguity hums at the edge of the scene. Is Ringlight Outpost a triumph of cooperation at the galaxy’s frontier—science holding vigil beneath cosmic splendor—or the last tenuous foothold of a mining venture on the brink of abandonment? The great rings curve overhead, indifferent, magnificent, promising both protection and annihilation.
Camera locks to a wide, low vantage: the outpost crouched against the infinite ice, dwarfed by the impossible ringed sky. Every element acts—wind carving spirals in frost, distant geysers exhaling silver breath, lightning staining the rings with sudden fire. Here, at the rim of a giant’s dominion, endurance itself becomes heroic.
--mod stylized realism, --mod vivid depth, --mod ultra focus, --mod contrast lock, --mod force saturation, --mod heroic framing, --mod ringlight sky, --mod colossal gas giant rings, --mod industrial orange cobalt palette, --mod magnetic cargo lifters, --mod blue-ice plains, --mod lavender shadow lighting, --mod geyser plume illumination, --mod rime-coated antennas, --mod heat shimmer mirages, --mod opalescent brilliance
Prompt: Across a horizon of endless white ice, a research and logistics station crouches like a defiant ember beneath the colossal rings of a distant gas giant. Modular domes and angular habitats—painted in vivid industrial orange and deep cobalt—form a huddled cluster against a relentless polar wind. Antennas glitter with rime; long umbilical cables arc between structures, sheathed in ice, humming faintly as gusts pull at them. Above, the planet’s rings rise like a sky-filling vault of stone and light, bands of silver and violet sweeping from one edge of the heavens to the other, etched with the slow shadow of shepherd moons.
Massive tracked transports creep between pressure-sealed buildings, treads crunching through layers of blue ice and powdered frost. Each vehicle throws a faint haze of vapor that the wind instantly whips into spectral banners. Overhead, silent cargo lifters glide on magnetic drives, their running lights winking against the dark curve of the rings. One descends through a shaft of planetary glow, bathing the outpost in a fleeting wash of molten silver.
The light itself is alien: a pale sun barely rises, painting lavender shadows across the ice sheet while ringlight floods everything with a cold, opalescent brilliance. From reactor vents, heat shimmers upward, bending the air in fragile mirages. Far across the plain, geysers erupt in slow motion, their plumes briefly illuminated by distant lightning that flickers through the gas giant’s turbulent atmosphere—a silent storm a hundred thousand kilometers high.
Figures move deliberately across the ice: explorers in insulated exosuits, faces hidden behind mirrored visors. Their footprints etch temporary patterns that the wind soon scours away. In the command dome, instruments pulse a quiet rhythm; telemetry pings echo like heartbeats under the thin sky.
Ambiguity hums at the edge of the scene. Is Ringlight Outpost a triumph of cooperation at the galaxy’s frontier—science holding vigil beneath cosmic splendor—or the last tenuous foothold of a mining venture on the brink of abandonment? The great rings curve overhead, indifferent, magnificent, promising both protection and annihilation.
Camera locks to a wide, low vantage: the outpost crouched against the infinite ice, dwarfed by the impossible ringed sky. Every element acts—wind carving spirals in frost, distant geysers exhaling silver breath, lightning staining the rings with sudden fire. Here, at the rim of a giant’s dominion, endurance itself becomes heroic.
--mod stylized realism, --mod vivid depth, --mod ultra focus, --mod contrast lock, --mod force saturation, --mod heroic framing, --mod ringlight sky, --mod colossal gas giant rings, --mod industrial orange cobalt palette, --mod magnetic cargo lifters, --mod blue-ice plains, --mod lavender shadow lighting, --mod geyser plume illumination, --mod rime-coated antennas, --mod heat shimmer mirages, --mod opalescent brilliance
Prompt: Across a horizon of endless white ice, a research and logistics station crouches like a defiant ember beneath the colossal rings of a distant gas giant. Modular domes and angular habitats—painted in vivid industrial orange and deep cobalt—form a huddled cluster against a relentless polar wind. Antennas glitter with rime; long umbilical cables arc between structures, sheathed in ice, humming faintly as gusts pull at them. Above, the planet’s rings rise like a sky-filling vault of stone and light, bands of silver and violet sweeping from one edge of the heavens to the other, etched with the slow shadow of shepherd moons.
Massive tracked transports creep between pressure-sealed buildings, treads crunching through layers of blue ice and powdered frost. Each vehicle throws a faint haze of vapor that the wind instantly whips into spectral banners. Overhead, silent cargo lifters glide on magnetic drives, their running lights winking against the dark curve of the rings. One descends through a shaft of planetary glow, bathing the outpost in a fleeting wash of molten silver.
The light itself is alien: a pale sun barely rises, painting lavender shadows across the ice sheet while ringlight floods everything with a cold, opalescent brilliance. From reactor vents, heat shimmers upward, bending the air in fragile mirages. Far across the plain, geysers erupt in slow motion, their plumes briefly illuminated by distant lightning that flickers through the gas giant’s turbulent atmosphere—a silent storm a hundred thousand kilometers high.
Figures move deliberately across the ice: explorers in insulated exosuits, faces hidden behind mirrored visors. Their footprints etch temporary patterns that the wind soon scours away. In the command dome, instruments pulse a quiet rhythm; telemetry pings echo like heartbeats under the thin sky.
Ambiguity hums at the edge of the scene. Is Ringlight Outpost a triumph of cooperation at the galaxy’s frontier—science holding vigil beneath cosmic splendor—or the last tenuous foothold of a mining venture on the brink of abandonment? The great rings curve overhead, indifferent, magnificent, promising both protection and annihilation.
Camera locks to a wide, low vantage: the outpost crouched against the infinite ice, dwarfed by the impossible ringed sky. Every element acts—wind carving spirals in frost, distant geysers exhaling silver breath, lightning staining the rings with sudden fire. Here, at the rim of a giant’s dominion, endurance itself becomes heroic.
--mod stylized realism, --mod vivid depth, --mod ultra focus, --mod contrast lock, --mod force saturation, --mod heroic framing, --mod ringlight sky, --mod colossal gas giant rings, --mod industrial orange cobalt palette, --mod magnetic cargo lifters, --mod blue-ice plains, --mod lavender shadow lighting, --mod geyser plume illumination, --mod rime-coated antennas, --mod heat shimmer mirages, --mod opalescent brilliance
Prompt: In a high mountain valley, prismatic creatures like gigantic flying jellyfish trail long tentacles into the treetops, searching prey. A futuristic research station (polished metal and glass, brass highlights, large landing pad) sits atop one mountain peak. The sky is blue with white clouds, bright daylight :: wide shot, eye level, deep focus :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed
Prompt: <L1> An alien research station perched on a crystalline ridge above a surreal frozen valley; the structure is geometric and enigmatic, with stylized domes, curved antennae, and odd protrusions in vivid pastel hues; its surface is matte and lightly weathered, marked with glyphs and glowing portholes; the scene includes towering, irregular ice formations and surreal alien plants—luminous, spiraled, or coral-like—sprouting from crystalline soil; the station’s lights pulse faintly, casting long shadows over icy ridgelines; a sense of quiet observation and scientific curiosity pervades the scene
<L2> Digital illustration with flat-toned painterly textures and graphic contour lines; evokes comic-book surrealism and hand-drawn dimensionality; subtle texture grain enhances the sense of physical media
<L3> Rendered in the style of Jean Giraud Moebius—clean lines, pastel palette, and symbolic spatial logic—blended with mid-century sci-fi illustration and mild psychedelic influence; visual storytelling rooted in the absurd and wondrous
<L4> Lit by a pitch-black sky filled with stars and a massive, brightly glowing spiral galaxy that dominates the upper sky; soft underlighting from the crystalline terrain and the station’s diffused glows provide surreal depth and color contrast
<L5> Dominant palette of soft blues, pale oranges, icy violets, and cosmic white; building lights pulse amber and aquamarine; glowing flora in pink, teal, and radioactive green subtly punctuate the foreground
<L6> Wide-angle 3/4 perspective; station is left of center, distant mountain ridges arc across the background, and alien flora in the foreground anchors the frame; visual rhythm balances stylized geometry with natural asymmetry and negative space
Prompt: Frozen chaos reigns inside the monolithic research station carved into Europa's icy plains. Walls lined with malfunctioning holographic displays hum ominously, their flickering glow casting grotesque shadows on the scientists. Huddled around the observation window, the scientists wearily take in the unspeakable horror unfolding before them. From a gaping maw in the station's core, Giger-esque tendrils ooze and writhe, dripping wet with black slime. They twist and contort, coalescing into nightmarish tentacles that reach out with impossible grace, casting grotesque silhouettes against the desolate plains of Europa stretching beyond the window. The air crackles with Beksinski-inspired dread, thick with the metallic tang of malfunctioning equipment and the acrid bite of alien energy. Capture this cosmic nightmare through the lens of wet-surface Giger, chilling Beksinski landscapes, and glistening slime. Let the horror unfold in every glistening drop of slime, every tortured scream echoing through the sterile corridors, every tendril reaching for its unsuspecting prey.
Prompt: In a high mountain valley, prismatic creatures like gigantic flying jellyfish trail long tentacles into the treetops, searching prey. A futuristic research station (polished metal and glass, brass highlights, large landing pad) sits atop one mountain peak. The sky is blue with white clouds, bright daylight :: wide shot, eye level, deep focus :: hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, photorealistic :: masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed
Prompt: Frozen chaos reigns inside the monolithic research station carved into Europa's icy plains. Walls lined with malfunctioning holographic displays hum ominously, their flickering glow casting grotesque shadows on the scientists. Huddled around the observation window, the scientists wearily take in the unspeakable horror unfolding before them. From a gaping maw in the station's core, Giger-esque tendrils ooze and writhe, dripping wet with black slime. They twist and contort, coalescing into nightmarish tentacles that reach out with impossible grace, casting grotesque silhouettes against the desolate plains of Europa stretching beyond the window. The air crackles with Beksinski-inspired dread, thick with the metallic tang of malfunctioning equipment and the acrid bite of alien energy. Capture this cosmic nightmare through the lens of wet-surface Giger, chilling Beksinski landscapes, and glistening slime . Let the horror unfold in every glistening drop of slime, every tortured scream echoing through the sterile corridors, every tendril reaching for its unsuspecting prey.
Prompt: Frozen chaos reigns inside the monolithic research station carved into Europa's icy plains. Walls lined with malfunctioning holographic displays hum ominously, their flickering glow casting grotesque shadows on the scientists. Huddled around the observation window, the scientists wearily take in the unspeakable horror unfolding before them. From a gaping maw in the station's core, Giger-esque tendrils ooze and writhe, dripping wet with black slime. They twist and contort, coalescing into nightmarish tentacles that reach out with impossible grace, casting grotesque silhouettes against the desolate plains of Europa stretching beyond the window. The air crackles with Beksinski-inspired dread, thick with the metallic tang of malfunctioning equipment and the acrid bite of alien energy. Capture this cosmic nightmare through the lens of wet-surface Giger, chilling Beksinski landscapes, and glistening slime . Let the horror unfold in every glistening drop of slime, every tortured scream echoing through the sterile corridors, every tendril reaching for its unsuspecting prey.
Prompt: Imagine an advanced scientific research station situated on the icy plains of Antarctica, where sleek, modern structures stand in stark contrast to the frozen wilderness. Envision scientists clad in insulated suits conducting experiments and gathering data amidst a backdrop of towering glaciers and endless snowfields. Picture state-of-the-art laboratories filled with cutting-edge technology, where researchers analyze samples and monitor environmental conditions. Include details such as the mesmerizing dance of the aurora australis painting the night sky in vibrant hues of green and purple, and teams of researchers venturing out on snowmobiles to collect ice core samples. Capture the sense of exploration and discovery that defines this remote outpost, where humanity pushes the boundaries of knowledge in one of the most extreme environments on Earth.
Prompt: Imagine an advanced scientific research station situated on the icy plains of Antarctica, where sleek, modern structures stand in stark contrast to the frozen wilderness. Envision scientists clad in insulated suits conducting experiments and gathering data amidst a backdrop of towering glaciers and endless snowfields. Picture state-of-the-art laboratories filled with cutting-edge technology, where researchers analyze samples and monitor environmental conditions. Include details such as the mesmerizing dance of the aurora australis painting the night sky in vibrant hues of green and purple, and teams of researchers venturing out on snowmobiles to collect ice core samples. Capture the sense of exploration and discovery that defines this remote outpost, where humanity pushes the boundaries of knowledge in one of the most extreme environments on Earth.
Prompt: Imagine an advanced scientific research station situated on the icy plains of Antarctica, where sleek, modern structures stand in stark contrast to the frozen wilderness. Envision scientists clad in insulated suits conducting experiments and gathering data amidst a backdrop of towering glaciers and endless snowfields. Picture state-of-the-art laboratories filled with cutting-edge technology, where researchers analyze samples and monitor environmental conditions. Include details such as the mesmerizing dance of the aurora australis painting the night sky in vibrant hues of green and purple, and teams of researchers venturing out on snowmobiles to collect ice core samples. Capture the sense of exploration and discovery that defines this remote outpost, where humanity pushes the boundaries of knowledge in one of the most extreme environments on Earth.
Prompt: Spacecraft in the night sky. Detailed winter city street at nigh. Nebula. Majestic mountains in the distance, Drakken Forge, Tuttle Toots, Miller Sky
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.
