Prompt: Extremely detailed and luminous ariel view of ethereal silver and gold, swirl glyphs carved across the black tourmaline ancient ruins on the side of a cliff face, stunning vista with rain forest all around the surrounding beach.
Prompt: Joyous two girls having a Sunday coffee at a verge of an Vietnamiese cliff, otherwordly atmosphere in summer, highly detailed, superior intricate details, trending on Artstation, illustration, artgem, joyyyy
Prompt: Surreal mystical traveler standing on the edge of a cliff, wearing flowing robes with golden and purple tones, face partially obscured by light or shadow, holding a white rose and a small sack on a stick, vibrant dreamlike landscape with floating symbols, starry sky blending into daylight, a small loyal dog jumping near his feet, glowing aura around him, symbolic path extending into the unknown, digital painting style, high detail, ethereal lighting, elegant and mysterious atmosphere, no modern elements, pure tarot archetype, high resolution
Prompt: She stood at the edge of the cliff where sunlight danced in the wind, eyes closed, heart wide open. The wind carried memories now - wild laughter among the trees, the warm touch of moss beneath bare feet, the sparkle of fireflies weaving wishes through twilight. In the quiet, the grown elf listened not to the forest, but to the voice she’d carried all along. A voice small, bright, and forever hers.
“I remember when we laughed until we fell,” said the child within her. “When the river knew our secrets and the stars called us by name.” The older self smiled, her hand resting lightly on the bark of her favorite ancient tree, the one that had always bent a little closer when she needed it most. “Don’t let me fade,” the inner voice whispered. “Remind me I mattered. That I still do.”
So the grown one knelt beside a flower they once named “Tickletuft,” her fingers brushing its petals. “You do matter,” she replied aloud. “You are the root of everything I became. The fire in my soul, the breeze that lifts my courage.” The child’s joy rippled through her - pure and unfiltered - and suddenly, she wasn’t alone in her body, not entirely. They were two, walking together again.
Every hill they had climbed, every song they had sung, every friend they’d loved - it all returned, like echoes lighting up the long path behind her. “When I was scared,” the child’s voice said, “you kept going for me.” The elf’s eyes filled with tears. “And now, when I grow weary,” she replied, “it’s your spark that pulls me back.”
Prompt: A glowing domino stands alone at the edge of a floating cliff, bathed in golden light as a storm brews in the distance. The moment it tips, the sky fractures with ethereal lightning and a chain of crystal dominoes begins to fall through the air, suspended in slow motion. Each piece shatters illusions as it collapses. Surreal landscape, cinematic lighting, concept art style.
Prompt: August Macke and Franz Marc style, textured messy stylized acrylic illustration. lone figure stands on a cliff overlooking a vast ocean. Use the dramatic scale of Romantic landscape painting (Turner), the expressive color of Kandinsky, and the fragmented perspectives of Cubism.
This mesmerizing monochromatic oil painting evokes a sense of mystery, history, and silent connection. Fluid, dreamlike brushstrokes blur the boundaries between presence and absence. Subtle animal imagery and abstract elements weave through the composition, adding layers of symbolism and depth. The painting masterfully balances light and shadow, offering a poetic narrative of humanity, tradition, and the timeless stories embedded in human connection.
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.
