Prompt: Deserted Nightmare: In the heart of an abandoned city square, he stands like a statue in his dark, blood-streaked suit. The moonlight glistens on his sharpened fangs and the fresh blood at the corners of his lips, daring anyone to approach.
Prompt: Finalize
Make any final adjustments, like fine-tuning the shadows or adding a slight reflection if needed, to make it look like the pendant is part of the original image. Save the final composite image. make the picture with the phonix bird caring a pendant in its mouth
Prompt: The Man’s thin, almost emaciated frame seems to bend under the weight of his own suffering. His skin is ashen and pallid, stretched taut over his bones, and his long, stringy hair falls like a veil over his sunken, dark-circled eyes. His face is etched with lines of chronic pain, and his unshaven stubble gives him a haggard look. He wears dark, nondescript clothing that seems to blend with the shadows around him. His movements are slow and deliberate, as if each step costs him something. When he speaks, his voice is a low, rumbling rasp, hinting at both wisdom and a weariness that spans centuries.
Prompt: Scene 3: The Whisper Begins
Setting: Sarah’s bedroom, second night.
Events: Sarah hears a faint whisper, which grows louder and becomes a soft, pleading voice saying, "Help me..."
Mood: Eerie and suspenseful as Sarah tries to rationalize the voice but feels a growing sense of dread.
Must show girls scared
Prompt: Under cloud, beneath the stars
Over snow and winter's morn
I turn at last to paths that lead home
And though where the road then takes me
I cannot tell
We came all this way
But now comes the day
To bid you farewell
Many places I have been
Many sorrows I have seen
But I don't regret
Nor will I forget
All who took that road with me
Prompt: Obsidian Cliffs
Towering cliffs of glossy black obsidian, carved with glowing runes. Humans live in cliffside dwellings and mine the rock for energy. Massive goat-like creatures with golden eyes and stone-like horns climb the steep terrain with ease.
Prompt: Would you be so kind as to think about the question: what would your goodness do if evil did not exist, and what would the earth look like if the shadows disappeared from it? After all, shadows are obtained from objects and people. Here is the shadow of my sword. But there are shadows from trees and from living creatures. Don't you want to strip the whole globe, taking away all the trees and all living things from it because of your fantasy to enjoy the naked light?
Prompt: a door with a hole in it and a hole in the wall next to it, cracked varnish, broken leaking cell wall, about to enter doorframe, broken furniture, wood door, water damage, door, wooden casing, humidity mold, wooden furtniture, two wooden wardrobes, photo of poor condition, bottom made half wood, as well as scratches, backpfeifengesicht, a wooden, thick paint visible, in doors, heavy jpeg artifact blurry, old furniture
Prompt: "An old, dilapidated hospital corridor with flickering fluorescent lights. The walls are cracked and stained, and the floor is littered with broken glass and medical equipment. A faint trail of blood leads to a slightly open door at the end of the hallway. Inside the shadows, a ghostly nurse with hollow eyes and a sinister smile holds a scalpel, waiting silently."
Prompt: A dashing rogue cloaked in shadows, wielding a rapier forged from pure darkness. His movements are fluid, his strikes precise, and his charm disarming. Whispers of laughter follow his path, as he slips between dimensions to outwit foes. A trickster of the shadows, his motives remain as enigmatic as the night itself.
Prompt: The forest loomed ahead, an ancient enigma wrapped in an unsettling ambiance. Towering trees stood like sentinels, their bark dark and twisted, draped in thick vines that snaked down to the forest floor. Gnarled roots sprawled across the ground, creating a labyrinth of natural barriers that seemed to shift shadows in the dim light. The leaves above whispered secretively in the cool breeze, their colors a sickly mix of sickly yellow and deep shades of green, occasionally trembling as if something unseen passed beneath them.
As one stepped deeper into the woods, the sunlight struggled to penetrate the dense canopy, casting an otherworldly glow that made everything surreal. Patches of sunlight struggled against the thick foliage, landing like golden islands amidst a sea of darkness. The air was heavy and dense, filled with earthy scents that mingled with the hint of decay, reminding one of the cycle of life and death that played out silently around.
A carpet of damp moss covered the ground, cushioning every footfall while absorbing the dampness in the air. The silence was palpable and suffocating, occasionally broken by the distant call of a raven or the rustle of an unseen creature in the brush. One might imagine the forest holding its breath, waiting for something to disturb its haunting stillness.
As shadows grew longer, the forest transformed; the trees seemed to lean closer, their branches stretching out in a way that felt almost like outstretched arms. The occasional snap of a twig echoed like a gunshot, and the sense of being watched was inescapable. The deeper one wandered, the more the path seemed to twist and turn in unforeseen ways, as if it conspired against anyone daring enough to traverse its depths.
Prompt: a lovecraftian nightmare print in glorious glowing neon Technicolor of a detailed fierce horrific lovecraftian side facing purple old god with wings, compound spider eyes, and tentacles swooping down into an overgrown Ominous Captivating surréalisme jungle temple ruin by Ernst haeckel, to find and chase insane masculine male sorcerer glowing from within while dancing, worshipping and running into the temple . In the style of Alex grey
Prompt: Fragments of a male portrait in the shadows of majestic trees, the ragged edges of the fragments are textured with a golden glow, an emotionally intrigued facial expression, abstraction, a philippine eagle resting in the roots of the trees watching the movements of the shadows. gold leaf abstraction, structured overlays
Prompt: A surreal and bleak scene featuring a pair of 7-inch red high heel shoes, inspired by Bauhaus design. The shoes are set against an industrial backdrop, with shadows and sharp angles that give the image a mysterious and eerie atmosphere. The shoes themselves are adorned with intricate patterns and metallic accents. The overall ambiance of the image is dark and atmospheric, with a sense of tension and unease.
Prompt: “Burn Pattern” (Inspired by Talia Ryder)
A slender figure in torn pixel robes sits in a scorched chapel. Her semi-nude form is stitched with pixel fire and guilt shadows.
Style: Estética Católica Espanhola + Pixel Art inspired by Chants of Sennaar
Background: Ashes fall like snow upon sacred silence.
Prompt: Where memories drift away, Under the bridge of tenderly silent sighs, The water caresses cries that time has silenced.
A name still floats, a face peels away, A breath of soul slips like a secret, And everything fades away where love drowns.
No more shore, no last glance, Just the gentle shudder of a faded echo. Falling asleep in the salty arms of the sea. 35mm film, 128k, ultra-detailed.
Prompt: Dark space tavern with aliens drinking, one ex-hitman telling a terrifying story, shadows and glowing alien tattoos.. photorealistic, cinematic lighting, cinematic sci-fi realism.
Prompt: A haunting photograph of a dimly lit, abandoned asylum hallway, with peeling paint and eerie shadows. The floor is covered with dust and debris, and the walls are adorned with old, faded photographs. The overall atmosphere is one of eerie silence and neglect, with a sense of history and mystery., photo
Prompt: An intricate anime-style illustration of a nurse wearing a black and gray uniform, with skillful use of shadows and light. The nurse is standing in a hospital setting, with a stethoscope around her neck and a kind, caring expression on her face. The overall atmosphere of the image is a blend of realism and anime aesthetics, with the nurse's uniform having a slightly futuristic design., illustration, anime
Prompt: The 50-year-old man is sitting on the edge of the bed in a dark room in the middle of the night. The only light in the room is the yellow light of a street lamp coming through the window lightly illuminates the man's face. The man is deep in thought, gazing out of the window. The man is deep in thought, gazing out of the window.
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.
