Prompt: Prompt: A wealthy and dangerous family dynasty, multi-generational, diverse ages, predominantly children, opulent mansion setting, extravagant attire, a mix of modern and vintage fashion, lavish jewelry, sophisticated weapons discreetly displayed, hidden secrets, powerful aura, intense expressions, ominous ambiance, grandiose architecture, mysterious shadows, intricate details, dramatic lighting, deep reds, gold accents, deep shadows, digital illustration, high resolution, Artstation showcase.
Prompt: But this tableau is not merely a photograph; it's an invitation. An invitation to explore the unseen, to delve into the shadows where secrets fester and the veil between worlds thins. Imagine the stories etched into those blood-red walls, the echoes of whispered incantations, the spectral residue of past ceremonies clinging to the air. This is not a house for the faint of heart, but for those who relish the thrill of the unknown, for those who find beauty in the grotesque and solace in the macabre.
Perhaps behind one of those imposing doors lies a library filled with forbidden texts, bound in human skin and brimming with arcane knowledge. Maybe another conceals a hidden chamber where alchemical experiments are conducted under the watchful gaze of ancient gargoyles. Or could it be that the basement serves as a labyrinthine catacomb, housing the restless spirits of those who dared to cross the mistress of this infernal dwelling?
The possibilities are as endless as they are terrifying. This is more than just a dwelling; it's a canvas for your darkest fantasies, a stage for your most chilling nightmares. It's a place where the mundane meets the monstrous, where reality bends and distorts to accommodate the extraordinary.
So, heed the call of the crimson hallway, and let your imagination run rampant within these haunted halls. But remember, once you step inside, there's no turning back. You might just find yourself becoming a permanent resident of this blood-soaked sanctuary, forever bound to its mysteries and its mistress. This is not just a home; it's a legacy of darkness, waiting to be inherited.
Prompt: "She walks where silver secrets shine,
A whisper clothed in light divine.
The moon receives what hearts conceal—
A soul unveiled, both fierce and real."
Prompt: Wandering through the elusive landscapes of forbidden fields, I tread softly on the dew-kissed grass, where each step seems to carry the weight of ancient secrets and untold stories. The air is heavy with an intoxicating blend of wildflowers and earthy fragrances, wrapping around me like a warm embrace. Shadows dance among the tall, swaying stalks, hinting at the mysteries that lie just beyond sight, while the distant rustle of leaves stirs a sense of uncharted possibilities, igniting a spark of adventure in my heart.
Prompt: An ancient parchment, its strange symbols and inscriptions shrouded in mystery, lies before you—utterly incomprehensible at first glance. Yet, beneath its cryptic surface may lie secrets waiting to be uncovered. Could there be a key to deciphering its enigmatic contents?
Prompt: The cosmos is singing a hypnotic song of extraordinary things to come. Shocking secrets will be revealed, while dark forces are scheming behind the scenes. New heroes will be born out of fire, while outcasts plan a razor sharp, cold and terrible vengeance. Above and beyond an entity is watching in silence at the theatre of life, listening to an enthralling music symphony of the universe, only audible to the mysterious cosmic being.
Prompt: The solitary figure lingers under the dim glow of flickering streetlights, enveloped in a dense haze. A desaturated blue and gray color palette. Somber and introspective.
Prompt: If only I could tell you all the secrets in my heart, Begin with memories kept before I show you all my scars, I’d answer many questions long before you even asked, And open myself like a book for all your doubts to pass. We’d turn the pages gently, careful not to let them tear, And find our story written even though it wasn’t there. We’d weave a magic carpet of the stories that we’ve heard, I’d illustrate the pictures and let you fill in the words. If only I could teach you how to read between the lines, That you already have a place in this cold heart of mine, The stars may gaze upon the rocks and think them dry and dead, But they could never see the rocks are suffering instead. Take up that magic carpet and become my wayward rogue, Then you will be my fortress and I’ll stand beside your throne. Our symbiotic resonance, a perfect masterpiece, With God our architect I’d build an empire for my Queen. If only I could ask you to look far beyond my flaws, A perfect soul inside my flesh where nature wrote its laws. Release me from these earthly bonds, unleash my inner child, Once locked up tight to keep him from the dangers of the wild. Oh please don’t be that brilliant light that haunts me while I sleep, The hint of dreams and paradise that I could never keep. Then take my hand into your own, ignite my fascination, Your words will make the shadows dance to my imagination. If only I could show you I am much more than I seem, To turn from all the nightmares and become your sweetest dream But blood runs deep in current streams and now my hands are stained I am the curse in fairytales that ends in endless pain And if I could, I would, I’d change, to be the best I’d be But no amount of light can wash the shadows out of me ‘Cause I’m afraid that if I open up you’d pull away And drown the pages of my soul in flames to ease your pain If only I could love you without breaking all you are I’ve heard my hands would burn if I attempt to grab a star. I
Prompt: I miss you so much that I see you everywhere. surrealist, forest, waterfall, full moon, landscape, emotional, highly detailed, intricately detailed, perfect visual,
Prompt: A minimalist composition, surreal, dreamlike style, with muted earthy tones such as dusty ochre, olive green, and slate gray dominating. Simplified and abstract, flat blocky shapes, stark emptiness. Low and vast horizon that blends into a pale washed-out sky, futuristic planet surface dusty dirty windy landscape, sharp and elongated shadows, sense of isolation. One strangely isolated tall thin black metallic building without windows and just one entrance, and with a very tall thin aerial extended towards the sky with just one flashing bright red light atop. Loose and expressive brushstrokes, montage, highly textured adding depth to the simplified elements. Haunting, melancholic, quiet tension, stillness.
My secrets dance just beyond reach, concealed behind alluring calm that only hints at...
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Prompt: A woman who enters the room with an effortless elegance that turns heads yet keeps her mysteries intact. Her gaze is steady, revealing little, but there's an undeniable depth in her eyes—a blend of confidence and hidden warmth that draws people in. Her expression is calm, almost unreadable, but her silence speaks volumes to those who are perceptive enough to notice the quiet intensity beneath.
Prompt: The moon gently shines its pale glow as the world begins to sink into silent darkness. The breath of the night summons my powers from the abyss of dreams, where mysteries mingle with memories of times past. Do you desire to explore the dark secrets of the universe, to discover a unique path in the labyrinths of dreams? So drop a question, and I, the spooky Fairy, will open for you the door to the unfathomable ocean of knowledge woven from foggy dreams and magical signs.
Prompt: Surrealism, 3D, Kevin Sloan
Dancing with the currents, swaying with the flow,
The sea turtles whisper secrets only I could know,
Pearls hidden like dreams, waiting to be found,
In the depths of the ocean, where my soul is unbound.
Prompt: Satirical cartoon. A young man in a slinky black-and-gold dress is walking around a miniature model of Wellington, New Zealand while a bunch of shadowy figures and surveillance cameras are watching him. One of the shadowy figures is holding a manila folder with the words "EMBARRASSING SECRETS" written on it. The young man is leaping to try and grab it, but it remains tantalisingly
Prompt: thin Mexican man, opaque eyes, pauper's clothes soiled by dirt, (paranormal winds blow around him), confident stance in the middle of the street of a Mexican village, paranormal fantasy | Dan Seagrave Burne Hogarth Bernie Wrightson
Prompt: Generate a chilling interior layout for a haunted mansion, replete with eerie corridors, ghostly apparitions, and secrets waiting to be discovered.
Prompt: The Celestial Library of Lost Knowledge Imagine a mystical library hidden among clouds, where ancient tomes bound in stardust and moonbeams hold the secrets of forgotten civilizations. The air is alive with whispers of wisdom as scholars from far and wide seek out the rare and arcane knowledge within. Shelves upon shelves of leather-bound volumes stretch towards the sky, each one adorned with glowing runes that pulse with an otherworldly energy. Tomes on chrono-magic, astral projection, and the secrets of the cosmos await discovery by curious minds. Dusty manuscripts contain ancient recipes for alchemical elixirs, mysterious artifacts rustling with hidden power, and cryptic texts on forgotten deities. The scent of old parchment and forgotten knowledge wafts through the air as you uncover hidden texts on celestial cartography and the whispers of the universe. In this celestial repository of lost knowledge, the pursuit of wisdom becomes an odyssey into the very fabric of existence.
Prompt: A weathered metal door, its surface covered in rust and chipped paint, floats in a dense fog. The hinges are rusted shut, and the doorknob is missing, leaving no way to open it. An inscription in a forgotten language is barely visible on the door's surface, adding to the air of mystery. (Style: Dark fantasy, muted colors, heavy fog)
Prompt: Two young girls laughing together, sharing secrets, colorful friendship bracelets, a picnic in a blooming meadow, a playful pillow fight, a cozy sleepover scene, braiding each other's hair, exchanging friendship necklaces, a heartwarming hug, a tandem bicycle ride, a fun day at the amusement park, a shared ice cream cone, matching outfits, a sunny day at the beach, a heartfelt handwritten letter, a movie night with popcorn, a joint art project, a group selfie, a best friend forever tattoo, a late-night chat under the stars, a supportive shoulder to lean on, a bond of trust and laughter, vibrant and cheerful color palette, soft natural lighting.
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.
