Prompt: I reached the canyon at 07:14 local time. The sun, a pale amber orb hanging low in the haze, had just begun to warm the ochre cliffs. I stood at the edge of the plateau for what felt like hours. Below, glowing cyan water traced a path through the ancient stone, shimmering like veins of fire beneath the planet’s skin.
No signs of fauna, sentient or otherwise. Not even the shriek of wind. Only silence, dust, and beauty so profound it felt engineered for contemplation.
This place is called Nirell’s Path on our early charts, named after a philosopher who believed silence was the highest language of the universe. Fitting.
Getting here was not easy. The shuttle’s lateral thrusters choked on the thin particulate atmosphere during descent. I had to recalibrate manually and land blind through three layers of dust clouds. One of the rear panels peeled from heat friction—engineering’s going to kill me when I get back.
The air is breathable, but dry. Chemical scans show high traces of iron oxide and trace amounts of silicates common to glacial formations. The water below is rich in bioluminescent plankton—either native or long-adapted. It glows without heat, and only in response to movement. When the wind stirs across the river’s surface, it lights up like a pulse.
I descended to the lower shelf around noon. Grav is 0.83 Earth norm—enough to remind me I’m still a child of heavier worlds. The rocks are layered horizontally, perfectly stratified, like a natural archive of time itself. I chipped a fragment for analysis: quartz latticework intertwined with something organic, maybe fossilized bacteria or something stranger.
There are no structures here. No ruins. No footprints in the dust. But somehow, it still feels inhabited. Not by a civilization, but by memory. A world that knows it has been seen before and chooses to reveal itself only in part. I found a lone obsidian spire, smoothed by time, resting near the waterline. Likely natural—but its shape was too deliberate, too elegant. Like a punctuation mark from a language I don't know how to read.
A message, maybe.
We explorers come searching for answers, but sometimes all we find are questions too old to ask.
I spent the night near the edge, wrapped in a thermal blanket, staring into the canyon. I didn’t want to leave. Some places don’t need cities or monuments to prove their significance. They simply are. And they wait.
Before I left, I carved a small line into a soft patch of stone—a personal mark. Nothing that will last the millennia. Just something to say: I was here.
As the shuttle rose again into the pale morning light, I looked back at Nirell’s Path, glowing and silent, and felt a strange peace. Maybe this is what we were always meant to find—not answers, but stillness. And awe.
Prompt: A highly detailed 3D portrait of a man and a woman dancing in a boundless water world. Their exquisite forms are composed of swirling, colorful bioluminescent water drops that seamlessly merge, creating a mask-like effect on their visages, noses, mouths, lips, and eyes. Their long, voluminous bioluminescent hair sways in an ethereal breeze, subtly distorted by gentle currents, each element reflecting light in a mesmerizing dance of colors and textures. The scene features lifelike textures, vivid color gradations, and atmospheric lighting, imbued with Olivia De Berardinis' exotic touch, Thomas Kinkade's shading, Greg Rutkowski's symbolism, and Alphonse Mucha's lines. The 3D backdrop is an endless, shimmering expanse of water reflecting warm light, evoking an otherworldly, deeply emotional atmosphere, rendered in a cinematic, high-resolution style with realistic textures and dynamic, gradient lighting.
Prompt: A woman's delicate, glass-like face filled with shimmering bioluminescent water, intricate swirling designs carved into the glass, merging seamlessly, creating a colorful, mask-like visage with alluring eyes, adorned with long, voluminous hair strands of bioluminescent water, swaying like waves, against a dark, moody 3D water backdrop, in hyperdetailed dark academia glitchcore style, with lifelike textures, subtle color gradations, atmospheric lighting, and warm, glowing hues, inspired by Olivia De Berardinis' exoticism, Kinuko Y. Craft's mystical symbolism, and Jasmine Becket-Griffith's whimsical fantasy.
Prompt: A woman's delicate, glass-like face filled with shimmering bioluminescent water, intricate swirling designs carved into the glass, merging seamlessly, creating a colorful, mask-like visage with alluring eyes, adorned with long, voluminous hair strands of bioluminescent water, swaying like waves, against a dark, moody 3D water backdrop, in hyperdetailed dark academia glitchcore style, with lifelike textures, subtle color gradations, atmospheric lighting, and warm, glowing hues, inspired by Olivia De Berardinis' exoticism, Kinuko Y. Craft's mystical symbolism, and Jasmine Becket-Griffith's whimsical fantasy.
Prompt: A woman's glass face, filled with bioluminescent water. Intricate swirling designs are carves into the glass merging seamlessly, creating a colorful, intricate mask-like visage with alluring eyes, adorned with long, voluminous hair strands of bioluminescent water swaying like waves against a dark, moody 3D backdrop of water, rendered in hyperdetailed dark academia glitchcore, with lifelike textures, subtle color gradations, and atmospheric lighting, evoking Olivia De Berardinis' exotic touch, Kinuko Y. Craft's mystical symbolism, and Jasmine Becket-Griffith's whimsical fantasy, in warm, glowing hues.
Tam, gdzie fala zna imię bogini, Where the Wave Knows the Goddess’s Name
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Prompt: A powerful Viking king in a horned helmet leans over the side of his dragon-headed longship, meeting the gaze of a mesmerizing mermaid rising from the deep, her tail shimmering with ocean light. Behind him, a crew of stoic Norse warriors watch in silence. The sea glows with magic beneath the waves, where ancient fish swim in spiral patterns. The scene is bathed in golden twilight. Fantasy mythology style, ultra-detailed, cinematic lighting, by Gustave Doré and Donato Giancola.
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.
