Prompt: If this black-and-white photograph were in color, the scene would evoke a rich, nostalgic atmosphere with muted, aged tones. The rows of theater seats would likely be a deep, faded maroon or burgundy, their fabric worn smooth with time, showing subtle variations in hue where light catches the texture—darker in the shadows, with faint hints of rust or brown where the color has faded. The boy’s hair would be a warm dark brown, contrasting with his fair skin, which would carry soft, natural undertones of peach and ivory. His jacket might be a muted navy or charcoal gray, slightly oversized, with a faint sheen under the ambient light.
The walls of the theater would reveal layers of history: a base coat of creamy off-white or pale ochre, now mottled with patches of discoloration—dusty grays, faded yellows, and hints of moldy green where moisture has seeped in. The framed artwork on the wall would likely be a faded landscape or portrait, with desaturated blues and greens, its colors dulled by decades of exposure. Overhead lighting would cast a warm, golden glow, creating pockets of amber light on the seats and the boy’s face, while shadows would lean toward cool, dusky blues, emphasizing the space’s quiet solitude. The overall palette would feel weathered and tender, blending earthy tones with subtle warmth to highlight the passage of time and the boy’s quiet presence in the empty hall.
Prompt: Wasteland Symphony
A charismatic female bard, her lute crafted from salvaged guitar parts and adorned with glowing wires, plays a melancholic tune that echoes through the cavernous ruins of an abandoned concert hall. Beside her, a grizzled male roadie, his face scarred but his eyes gentle, meticulously maintains a jury-rigged sound system powered by a small, sputtering generator. The stage is a chaotic mosaic of broken instruments and flickering spotlights, illuminating an empty, dust-filled audience area where rows of broken seats stretch into the darkness. Through a gaping hole in the hall's roof, a sliver of the toxic, blood-orange sunset can be seen. The small text "digo.a.i" is subtly integrated as a faded, glowing stencil on one of the speaker cases on the stage. The artwork is rendered in a gritty, detailed comic book style, with strong lines and a dramatic, contrasting color palette, highlighting the enduring power of music and companionship amidst the desolation.
Prompt: Prompt by jexiq q: <<Masterpiece>>: Scene: Impasto, Mixing Palette Knife, Glazing Techniques: A man making soap in an abandoned cinema.
Foreground – Thick Impasto strokes on an old wooden bench, where a man in a torn coat sits. In his hands, a bowl of melted soap, scented with lavender and ash. His fingers gently stir the liquid — use Mixing Palette Knife to feel the rough texture, like kneading the past. Middle ground – Around him, on the cold cinema tiles, are soap shapes: some dry, some still warm in molds made from film strips. Light from a broken projector casts a soft Glazing glow — like reflections of forgotten stories. Background – Old red seats, half-collapsed, covered in dust. On the still-standing screen, shadows dance — birds that now live there, flying like projections from lost reels. Impasto for the canvas, Glazing for the light coming through a hole in the roof.
Prompt: Broken Marionette in an Abandoned Theater. A marionette doll with cracks in her porcelain face sits on a dusty stage. Torn red curtains hang in the background, and cobwebs drape over broken chairs. A faint light from a shattered chandelier casts eerie shadows.
Prompt: staff scene, metal chair in the PRL style against the background of a hotel lounge, chair covered with a thick layer of red paint. Post-apocalyptic scene, the chair is very old, the paint is peeling and there is rust, the chair is covered with moss and radioactive fungi, the hotel lounge is deserted, there is a hole in the living room through which the rays of the setting light fall, apocalyptic climate giving the illusion of nostalgia and safety.
Prompt: In an abandoned theater, where the curtains are dilapidated and the stage seems deserted, the Melodies of Lost Dreams still sound. These enchanting melodies, once performed for an audience of dreamers and adventurers, now float through the empty corridors and deserted halls like an echo from a distant past.
The music of the Melodies of Lost Dreams is both melancholic and hopeful, filled with the emotions and longings of those who once performed in this theater and those who left their dreams here. The sound of lost pianos and whispering violins mixes with the creaking of old wooden floors and the whistling of the wind through broken windows.
Adventurers who enter the abandoned theater are enchanted by the magic of the Melodies of Lost Dreams. Here they can ride the waves of music and memories, and be inspired by the stories locked in the walls of the theater.
The image shows a glimpse of the abandoned theater, with its dilapidated interior and deserted stage evoking a sense of nostalgia and mystery. It is a reminder of the power of music to awaken emotions and tell stories, even in the most abandoned and forgotten places.
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.
