Prompt: A young woman standing in the heart of a dimly lit, cobweb-infested room, her back pressed against an ancient grandfather clock that seems to have stopped ticking eons ago. She is dressed in a tattered, yet elegant, ballroom gown that appears to be from a bygone era, its once vibrant colors now faded to a ghostly pallor. Her hair is a wild cascade of curls that seem to hold a static electricity of their own, crackling with an unseen tension. Her eyes, wide and piercing, reflect the flickering candlelight that casts eerie shadows across her face. The candles, perched precariously on the clock's shelves, seem to be slowly melting away like the sands of time. The room is adorned with forgotten relics and decaying grandeur, hinting at a once-celebrated past now overtaken by the relentless march of decay. In her hand, she holds a single, crimson rose, the petals slightly wilted but the thorns sharp and menacing, symbolizing the delicate balance between beauty and danger. The wallpaper behind her is peeling away, revealing a mural of a ticking clockwork mechanism that stretches out across the walls, as if the very fabric of the room is wound up in her fate. The gears of the mural are stained with rust, mirroring the stagnant clock in the background. The floorboards beneath her are cracked and unsteady, as if any moment they could give way to an abyss of time itself. She stands as a living metaphor, a ticking timebomb dressed in the finery of a doomed era, poised between the allure of the past and the inevitability of the future, the silent tick of the clock echoing the inexorable beat of her racing heart
Prompt: A majestic panorama of an old-time steam train snaking its way through the breathtaking Alpine landscape. The vintage locomotive, with its gleaming black body and crimson accents, stands out against the pristine white of the surrounding snow-capped peaks. A plume of thick, white steam billows from the engine's chimney, curling gracefully into the crisp, azure sky as it chugs along the narrow-gauge tracks that cling precariously to the side of a steep valley. The sun, hanging low on the horizon, casts a warm, golden light that bathes the train and the rugged terrain in a soft, nostalgic glow. The sharp contrast between the modern intrusion of the iron beast and the timeless beauty of the Alps creates a sense of harmony, as if the train is merely a guest paying homage to the grandeur of nature. The scene is framed by a canopy of evergreen trees that line the tracks, their branches heavy with snow, while a quaint, wooden bridge arches over a frozen river below, hinting at the civilization that lies further down the mountain. In the background, a picturesque village with chalet-style houses and church steeples piercing the sky emerges from the shadows of the towering pines, its windows aglow with the warmth of hearth fires. The stillness of the winter air is broken only by the rhythmic chug of the train's wheels and the mournful whistle that echoes through the valleys, a haunting melody that seems to carry the stories of a bygone era. The tracks stretch out into the distance, beckoning the viewer to follow the journey into the heart of the untouched wilderness, where the beauty of the past meets the untamed spirit of the mountains
Prompt: A wet on wet watercolor painting.
A rare and enchanting lunar phenomenon - a moonbow - casting its ethereal glow over a serene, mist-covered landscape. The moonbow arcs gracefully across the night sky, a soft blend of pastel colors fading from the moonlit horizon to the darkened treetops. The lunar rainbow is a delicate spectacle, its colors more subdued than its daytime counterpart due to the faint light of the full moon. The moon itself, a radiant orb of silver-white, hangs suspended in the sky, casting a gentle glow that illuminates the fine mist rising from a hidden river. This nocturnal river meanders through a lush valley, surrounded by tall, ancient trees that stand guardian-like, their leaves glistening with dew. The mist envelops the scene, creating an otherworldly atmosphere that softens the edges of reality. A few stars peek through the gaps in the clouds, adding a sprinkle of diamond dust to the velvet canopy above. The forest floor, carpeted with a variety of mosses and ferns, is bathed in a soft, bluish-green light that seems to emanate from the moonbow itself. The tranquil silence is occasionally broken by the distant hoot of an owl or the faint rustle of nocturnal creatures. The overall effect is one of peaceful beauty and profound mystery, as if the night has unveiled a secret that only a fortunate few are granted the opportunity to witness.
Prompt: An intricate tapestry of nature's most delicate whispers. At the forefront, a cluster of minuscule flowers, no larger than a grain of rice, blossom in a harmonious palette of all bright white, so tender they seem to have been painted by the breath of a butterfly. Each petal is meticulously detailed, with dew-kisses that sparkle like microscopic diamonds in the soft, diffused light that graciously bathes them. the looming snowcapped mountains, their jagged peaks piercing the horizon like the teeth of a dragon shrouded in a veil of mist are beautiful . The grandeur of these distant giants contrasts starkly with the intimate foreground, creating a visual symphony that bridges the gap between the fragile and the formidable. The juxtaposition of the close-up on the tiny, resilient flowers and the grandeur of the blurred mountain range serves as a poignant reminder of the beauty that thrives in the most unassuming of places, even when it's nestled in the shadow of colossal wonders. This photographic masterpiece is a testament to the artistry of the natural world, inviting the viewer to pause and appreciate the symbiosis of scale, color, and texture that often goes unnoticed in the grandeur of panoramic landscapes
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.
