Witches, Wizards and Fairies Part 12 The Clockwork Seer of Veyrun
Model:
Nano Banana 2
(Pro)
Size:
2219 X 1664
(3.69 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: A mysterious mechanical witch with a body of brass and intricate gears, a glowing clock embedded in her chest, multiple delicate mechanical arms adjusting floating timepieces around her, arcane symbols drifting in the air, dim candlelit workshop filled with clocks and scrolls, steampunk fantasy atmosphere, ultra detailed, style by Ian McQue × Hayao Miyazaki × Donato Giancola
Witches, Wizards and Fairies Part 10 The Clockmaker of Drowned Time
Model:
Nano Banana 2
(Pro)
Size:
2240 X 1680
(3.76 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: A mysterious figure in a flooded workshop filled with floating clocks and rusted mechanisms, water reflecting dim golden light, gears slowly turning beneath the surface, the clockmaker adjusting a broken timepiece while submerged, melancholic steampunk fantasy, ultra detailed, cinematic lighting, style by Ian McQue × Yoshitaka Amano × Simon Stålenhag
Prompt: A melancholic oil painting in surreal Victorian cosmic romanticism, designed as a celestial poster.
At the top of the image, include the title “The Clockmaker’s Prayer” in ornate serif lettering, framed with fine mechanical and astronomical scrollwork — gears entwined with constellations. Beneath it, in soft italic script, add the epigraph: “He knew the hours by heart, but not how to stop them.”
The scene unfolds in a narrow, high-ceilinged tower suspended alone in space. Its walls are lined with ticking brass clocks — some shattered, others melted, others still running. Dust drifts through golden shafts of starlight from high stained-glass windows depicting zodiac signs and eclipses.
At a long wooden workbench sits an elderly man — the Clockmaker. He wears a dark waistcoat and an apron dusted with gold filings. His hands are aged, careful, and trembling as he works on a tiny celestial timepiece.
All around him float broken gears, constellations, faded journals, hourglasses with stardust trickling in reverse. Behind him, through a great arched window, a faded nebula curls like smoke. A single large clock above his head is missing its hands.
On the windowsill, a small glass dome contains a tiny model of Earth, softly glowing. The Clockmaker looks toward it with reverence, as if remembering more than just time.
The mood is contemplative, quiet, and human — a final attempt to understand what was never meant to be measured.
Style: oil painting, Victorian meets cosmic surrealism, dark romantic lighting, painterly brushstrokes, gritty tone, rich fine detail. Color palette: antique brass, soft navy, pale gold, stardust white, ink-black.
Prompt: A fantastical underground clockmaker’s workshop, filled with slowly turning gears, swinging brass pendulums, and spiraling timepieces embedded in stone walls. Golden dust floats in the dim, magical light. At the center stands Breglio: a small, clearly non-human imp with slightly scruffy, textured fur, large pointed ears, a short snout-like face, and a dark nose. His round eyes are lively and attentive, not oversized or humanlike – they reflect natural, fairytale realism. He holds a small, soot-touched lantern in one hand and a transparent glass gear glowing faintly in the other. His outfit is simple, with a belt carrying tiny tools. He looks grounded, magical, and real – no cartoon features. Nearby, a wiry old clockmaker with a beard made of metal springs and cogwheels adjusts a surreal spiral-faced grandfather clock. The whole scene glows with soft mechanical magic and quiet mystery. Style inspired by Brian Froud and Jean-Baptiste Monge – focus on believable non-human character design and enchanted craftsmanship.
Breglio and the Clockmaker Some clocks don't show what was,but what might have been
Model:
FluX
Size:
2582 X 1936
(5.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: A small magical imp (Breglio) with soft, slightly unkempt fur, large natural eyes, a dark nose, and a soot-smeared lantern in hand, stands inside a mysterious steampunk-like clockmaker's workshop. The room is filled with clocks of all shapes and materials—but none of them have hands. The walls are lined with gears, pendulums frozen in midair, and softly glowing numerals that seem to whisper. In the center stands a tall, black clock with no hands—only a glowing circle of light on its face. An old, otherworldly clockmaker with gear-eyes and skeletal fingers offers Breglio a tiny glass clock hand. The atmosphere is still, surreal, and filled with quiet tension. Highly detailed, warm lighting, painterly style. in the style of Shaun Tan and Alexandra Dvornikova
Prompt: On the asteroid where the stars sleep,
The clockmaker of light lays her hands,
At a table of crystal, in silence the night lingers,
Through the prism of the rainbow, subtlety in pale radiance rises in counsel.
With a golden needle she sews time into dawn,
Scattering colours like dreams from a dream,
Each ray tuned to spin eternity,
In a luminous dance, like a heart's breath.
In her fingers flickers the whole universe trembling,
A second rises, a ray flows to the wind,
And in her eyes the sky, in silence swirls,
She creates light, as if she herself were the light of all time.
Q
Prompt: On the asteroid where the stars sleep,
The clockmaker of light lays her hands,
At a table of crystal, in silence the night lingers,
Through the prism of the rainbow, subtlety in pale radiance rises in counsel.
With a golden needle she sews time into dawn,
Scattering colours like dreams from a dream,
Each ray tuned to spin eternity,
In a luminous dance, like a heart's breath.
In her fingers flickers the whole universe trembling,
A second rises, a ray flows to the wind,
And in her eyes the sky, in silence swirls,
She creates light, as if she herself were the light of all time.
Q
Prompt: On the asteroid where the stars sleep,
The clockmaker of light lays her hands,
At a table of crystal, in silence the night lingers,
Through the prism of the rainbow, subtlety in pale radiance rises in counsel.
With a golden needle she sews time into dawn,
Scattering colours like dreams from a dream,
Each ray tuned to spin eternity,
In a luminous dance, like a heart's breath.
In her fingers flickers the whole universe trembling,
A second rises, a ray flows to the wind,
And in her eyes the sky, in silence swirls,
She creates light, as if she herself were the light of all time.
Q
Prompt: In the intimate and cluttered workshop of a clockmaker, every surface is covered with watches and clocks ranging from baroque to modern styles. The clockmaker, an old man with eyes twinkling with mischief, delicately holds a particularly ornate watch in his hands. This watch, inlaid with precious stones and intricate gold patterns, is suspended above a solid wood workbench. It possesses the unique power to transport its user through time when activated. Sketches and diagrams covering the walls of the workshop depict designs from different eras and historical events, indicating the clockmaker's previous journeys. As the watch is activated, a luminous vortex begins to form around the workshop, ready to whisk the clockmaker and his visitor off on a new time-traveling adventure. The air is charged with static electricity and the anticipation of imminent discovery.
Prompt: Godfather Drosselmeyer, small thin wrinkles, a black patch over the right eye, a white wig made of glass, a clock and a watchmaker. Brown coat, blue apron, sharp instruments. Illustrated By Kit Williams, Jamie Heiden, Daniel Merriam, Paul Klee, Karol Bak, Salvador Dali, Amadeo Modigliani, extremely detailed, high definition, crisp quality, ultra-detailed background baroque Brothers Of Fate, ibis
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.
