Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. A windswept cobblestone plazza in the outskirts of a nineteenth-century semi-futuristic steampunk-vibe village in the middle of nowhere. No buildings. A crowd that we see from the back only has gathered in a big circle to hear the council of men give a speech. Five men white cloaked men and one black cloaked man are on a platform in front of the crowd and talk near a microphone. Loudspeakers all around them. The crowd is made of red-cloaked hooded women and men in black attire and red-cloaked children. We only see them from the back. Around the plazza on a wall are a few guards in beige uniforms. In the foreground, a woman seen from the side is quietly joining in the crowd by the side. She was a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring profile, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. She has white-grey damaged messy short hair, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. She wears a heavy crimson coat over a coarse beige-grey tunic with heavy lining and intricate pattern. She's putting her hod on. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the hands and forearms. White skin in the shaky lights of candles. Vulnerable. By eryn. She looks afraid of all these people near them, who don't look at her. Very intricate drawing patterns. Oppressing mood. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her. Sweeping winds in her short hair and before her eyes.
Prompt: Night of burning revenge. Seen from afar. A woman is walking through a crowd of crimson-cloaked hooded women and of men wearing all-black clothes, passing by multiple massive pyramidal pyres of books that are burning on the central round cobblestone plaza of a nineteenth-century inspired village. The woman is the same size than other characters and is seen from the side (profile view) as she's examining one of the pyres in dismay. She seems small compared to the burning piles. She has white-grey damaged messy short hair, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. She wears a heavy crimson coat over a coarse beige-grey tunic with heavy lining and intricate pattern. The hood of her cloak is off her hair in a cute way. Twinkles swirling around through the plaza and in the air, crescent blue moon up in the sky. Warm breeze in her short hair and around her eyes. The woman was a young beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring profile, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the hands and forearms. White skin in the shaky lights of the flames. Vulnerable. Cold sweat on her neck. By eryn. She looks sad, tired, broken and heart-broken. In the background over a small platform, an other, older woman is sitting on a comfortable-looking armchair, with mid-length white hair with a black hairpin and a stern look. The older woman wears a blue heavy dress with a red small mantle covering her shoulders. Very intricate drawing patterns. Mood of knowledge silently passing by and disappearing into the night. Night of cold madness.
Prompt: Create the word 'SHAME' in bold dark crimson metal massive lettering on a giant wooden white wall under a terrified and sad grey sky. Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. Beneath the word, in the centre of a large nineteenth-century cobblestone place with grim lights, on a wooden scaffold, a woman lies on the ground, shackled, head down, broken by fate. She is covered head-to-toe with a heavy burgundy cape. Very rough pattern on the cape and hood. Underneath she wears very rough conservative grey nineteenth-century clothes with many lose threads. She was a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose and dark disheveled hair. From the tips of her unmade styled thin braids, tears of rainbow colors are slowly dripping into the ground and disappearing between the stones and under the wooden scaffold, fading into the shadows. By eryn. Her face is hidden under her heavy dripping wet hair, she looks so small, so frail and so tired. Rain is pouring from the dark, dark sky. The music has stopped. All around the scaffold a crowd is watching in dismay with red-hooded adult women seen from the back, small hooded children seen from the back, as well as black-nineteenth-century-uniformed men seen from the back and with grey hair. Very intricate drawing patterns. Very oppressing silence. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
Prompt: A beautiful ethereal caucasian woman with fair hair and carefully styled thin braids, bent on her knees, is holding a whole planet up above her shoulders. She struggles, with shaking feet, but she holds on. For all eternity. By eryn. She wears only a small scarf that covers only her bottom, groin and breasts.
Prompt: Masterpiece, awe-striking, eye-catcher. In a nineteenth-century inspired dim-lit vaulted cellar with cobblestone floor, a woman is hand-washing some clothes in a very large indoor wash house. She was a beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring face, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. She has short-grey damaged messy short hair, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. She wears a heavy crimson coat with a pulled hoodie over a coarse beige-grey tunic with heavy lining and intricate pattern. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the hands and forearms. White skin in the shaky lights of candles. Vulnerable. By eryn. In her back a hooded man is watching over her, making sure she does what she has to. The man's face is in the shadows. In the water the woman uses for laundry, she looks at her weeping reflection in rainbow colours. In a fireplace on the side, a suggestive set of damaged white-grey panties is burning in flamesa. Very intricate drawing patterns. Oppressing mood. Lights from the basement window. Impending doom and darkness eating at everything beside her.
Prompt: Masterful composition with dynamic lighting. A woman is lying on her back on an unkempt large bed in a big bedroom, her head hanging in a backward way on the side. She is a beautiful ethereal caucasian woman. Her eyes are gray and her fair hair is long with many carefully crafted soft braids in rainbow colors and locks around her face. She is a bit dishevelled. She wears exceptionally nothing but an oversized white sleeping soft beige and lilac shoulder-off neosteampunk tee-shirt with intricate lacy patterns on the sleeves. Her legs are up against the pillows on the other side of the bed. Her arms are merely hanging around her, she has an old book in her hand. She is day-dreaming about dreams from eryn (https://img-v3.deepdreamgenerator.com/4098706/u9elnl_ea462494b7067fdf8f2908d0c40502c4b5f17c47.jpg?v=1, https://img-v3.deepdreamgenerator.com/4098706/l40exd_d8a1560e596b14b52fc1c42b8c8816d344c89a7d.jpg?v=1 and https://img-v3.deepdreamgenerator.com/4098706/bwg0vv_cbbb60dc62be0d045e2e8c40360996254e3508e4.jpg), which we can get a glimpse at on the two white walls beside the bed, like films projected in a small theater). On the wall above the bed, in the background, there is a big window from which an eerie light enters the room. It's windy outside, with a silent storm in the distance. In the foreground there is a pillow on the ground and some nineteenth-century-inspired soft beige and lilac clothes with intricate patterns just lying there, from the night before. Awe inspiring. Vivid lighting from the window. Dynamic focus on the woman but liveliness all around rendered through a very thin drawing line overall.
Prompt: A glass woman on her back and is exploding into transparent glass bubbles with very subtle rainbow colors. The woman silhouette is created by all the bubbles together. By eryn.
Prompt: A galaxy of dreams encapsulated in cosmic bubbles, coming from a woman-shaped universe and expanding into the void. By eryn. The woman's eyes are big bang of colors of their own.
Prompt: A neo steampunk beautiful ethereal woman dressed in nineteenth century clothes with lacy intricate patterns is playing a console video game on a futuristic engine in a massive victorian style room. Her elegant but very light clothing leaves plenty of skin visible. The contrast between eras is strengthened by a clash of colours and drawing styles, but at the same time they both seem to resonate in harmony. She's in a place outside of time. Many vivid and vibrant colours everywhere around the woman and the machine, but softer tones on the sides of the picture. In the background, by a very large window, we see a cosmis canvas of stars and galaxies that suggest we are in a steampunk inspired spaceship from a period where no space ship should have existed. In the blonde hair of the woman with many many braids, headphones in a victorian style could easily be mistaken with jewelery or vice-versa. She's playing with a pad that looks very ancient but also very refined by a very skilled craftsperson. She seems to enjoy herself very much, but also to be using videogames to escape her weird reality. On the screen of the nineteenth-century inspired display device, the video game seems to be of our modern-day reality, with characters from a fantasy RPG look-alike in black and white.
Prompt: Night of burning revenge. Seen from afar. A woman is entering a crowd of frenzied fanatic-looking crimson-cloaked hooded women and of men wearing all-black clothes. We see her from the back, with people in her immediate vicinity at the same level she is. First person perspective. She's moving towards a massive pyramidal pyre of books that are burning on the central round cobblestone plaza of a nineteenth-century inspired village. She's examining the pyre in dismay. She seems small compared to the burning pile. She has white-grey damaged messy short hair, remnants of a few carefully styled wavy braids, greasy white skin. She wears a heavy crimson coat over a coarse beige-grey tunic with heavy lining and intricate pattern. The hood of her cloak is off her hair in a cute way. Twinkles swirling around through the plaza and in the air, crescent blue moon up in the sky. Warm breeze in her short hair and around her eyes. The woman was a young beautiful ethereal caucasian alluring woman with a cute alluring profile, grey-blue eyes and a pointy nose. Darker old-bruise-like spots on the skin on the hands and forearms. White skin in the shaky lights of the flames. Vulnerable. Cold sweat on her neck. By eryn. She looks sad, tired, broken and heart-broken. In the background over a small platform, an other, older woman is sitting on a comfortable-looking armchair, with mid-length white hair with a black hairpin and a stern look. The older woman wears a blue heavy dress with a red small mantle covering her shoulders. Very intricate drawing patterns. Mood of knowledge silently passing by and disappearing into the night. Night of cold madness.
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.
