Prompt: In the heart of an ancient, mist-laced forest, a tiny robin stands as the last guardian of a forgotten woodland temple. Draped in a flowing cape fashioned from a dew-kissed leaf, the robin grips a thimble-sized sword — a gleaming silver needle etched with runes only the forest remembers. Its acorn-cap helm sits proudly atop its head, and its chest is puffed with unwavering resolve. Beneath its feet, moss-covered stones form a spiral sigil that glows faintly with emerald light, marking the entrance to the Temple of Whispering Roots — a sacred place where the forest’s oldest memories are kept.
From the shadows, a creeping fog slithers forward, carrying with it the whisper of a fox spirit — a spectral trickster with glowing eyes and a tail of smoke, seeking to unravel the temple’s secrets. Fireflies hover like sentinels, casting golden glimmers across the scene. The robin stands firm, wings slightly spread, as if ready to take flight or strike. Stylized with rich storybook textures and cinematic lighting — soft moonbeams piercing the canopy, glistening moss, and a palette of deep forest greens, russet feathers, and silver accents. The atmosphere is both enchanting and tense, capturing the moment before legend is made.
Prompt: In a vast crimson dreamscape draped in twilight and velvet mist, a grand chessboard spans the terrain like a sacred battlefield. The polished stone squares gleam beneath drifting petals and magical haze. Ordinary chess pieces—knights, queens, bishops, pawns—stand in solemn formation, carved from bone-white ivory and deep ruby crystal, glowing softly as if enchanted by ancient spells. Butterflies flutter among them, weaving glowing trails that hint at unseen forces guiding the game.
At the center stands a striking gothic woman cloaked in layers of dark velvet and silk, her presence regal and enigmatic. Her pale hand hovers above a ruby knight, eyes glowing with timeless wisdom. With each calculated move, the world around her trembles—as if fate itself hangs in the balance. Crimson trees sway with whispering magic, constellations pulse in the heavens above, and time curls like smoke around the battlefield. The air thrums with mystery and power, where beauty meets strategy in an eternal clash of choice and destiny.
Prompt: A bioluminescent butterfly with intricate patterns on its wings flits through a twilight garden filled with twisting roses and whispering petals. An old cracked concrete face sculpture, embedded in a structure, features an expression twisted in anguish, its mouth stretched wide in an eternal scream, with a shimmering portal pulsing faintly with violet energy within. The scene is bathed in a soft, ethereal light, with dynamic motion blur and soft bokeh highlights adding to the whimsical atmosphere. Evoke a Studio Ghibli x James Jean aesthetic, with prismatic tones and hyper-detailed rendering.
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.
