Prompt: A hyper-realistic, cinematic scene depicting the psychological horror of experiencing one's greatest fear. A person is utterly alone, trapped in a small, featureless, and windowless concrete room. The only light is a single, flickering cold light source from outside the frame, casting long, distorted shadows that seem to move. The person is curled into a corner, face etched with pure terror, anxiety, and the dawning horror of eternal solitude. The style is dark, high contrast, high gamma, and deeply unsettling, emphasizing the bad vibes and primal fear of being abandoned forever. Photorealistic, 8k, chilling atmosphere.
Prompt: Twilight Through the Train Station Glass: The shattered remains of a once-grand train station stand open to the twilight air — its iron ribs exposed, its vast arched windows broken but still magnificent. Through fractured panes, the last light of day filters in, throwing slanted shadows onto tiled floors choked with weeds. An old bench sits beneath the arch, partly sunk into earth, ivy coiled through its slats. A tattered schedule board hangs askew, names of cities blurred by rust and rain. Maxfield Parrish casts the glass in spectral hues — amber, indigo, coral — like the wings of insects preserved in time. Andrew Wyeth explores the corrosion in tender strokes: each broken tile, the texture of wind-worn wood, the brittle curl of an old departure card. Albert Bierstadt frames the structure as though it were a temple — still standing, still reaching upward, the silence more dignified than the bustle it once held.
Prompt: Xix century, and old spanish tavern, its way beyond dark, the shadows are amongst raw sienna and black, it's a wooden tavern, in a table, in the centre of the frame, two old fishermen laugh and chat while sipping a cup of wine. In the middle of the table there is gaslamp with a dim, weak light that lit the faces of the two (2) fishermen, the light is yellowish
and orange, only reaches their faces and scarcely the rest of them. Uhd, hdr, photorealistic, natural lighting, hyperrealistic
Prompt: A ragged , broken blonde nurse, grey eyes, caucassian in front of a glass of scotch, having a chat with and old bar tender in total darkness, it's a real dark place, there is only a candle that lit a weak and dying light, it's a yellowish and orange light, the shadows are between raw sienna and black, it's a low class port pub .she has five fingers each hand, normal fingers. The yellowish and orange light are reflected on her face.
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.
