Prompt: Realistic and cartoon drawing blend. Moody, ethereal. Very intricate lines and details. Masterful composition. Blue hour under reddish moonlight, coming through the massive window of an asleep bedroom in summer. Two women sleeping in bed, the one on the right of the bed is dreaming in a rainbow bubble, inside which the far spires and gardens of the University of Dreams can be glimpsed, hazy, as through warm glass. A third woman, who looks like the one dreaming, is standing next to her, slightly, very softly bending over her dreams, harvesting the colours of her dreams in a bottle, drop by drop. Where earlier drops have fallen, small corners of the room have quietly regained their colours: one flower on the windowsill, the spine of one book, nothing more. The rest of reality is still waiting, still in the blues. The mood is not creepy, rather very quiet and very delicate. Around the room are wooden boards filled with books, heraldrics from the 'University of Dreams' in the middle.
The woman sleeping on the right of the bed is in her end twenties early thirties, French. Auburn / dark-strawberry hair (muted, not flame-bright), disheveled. The ends of the hair are white and rainbow, remnants of eons gone (for now). Fair, warm pink-toned skin with light freckling across the nose and cheeks. Smallish, youthful, cute rather than striking, a soft, present, delicate lived-in face, not so frail, not gaunt. She is wearing a black tank top and undies. Light shining on her skin. Very discreet remnants of a teal and blue mascara and liner, with a discrete touch of sparkles, rosy cheeks; a tiny drawn mark under one eye, soft and imperfect. Some rings, fabric wristband.
The standing woman looks like the one who is dreaming, except her hair is half-up and coming loose, and the make-up more visible. She is wearing victorian time-lordy gothic steampunk, a cowgirl-pirate-witch pointy hat with a tiny wooden door, closed on it. Around her is a dissonant aura and some lines are glitchy. She is holding a smallish metal and glass very bright and colourful artefact, very very very old. She has piercing bright ice blue watchful irises, strikingly visible in the dark of the room. She's looking at the women sleeping with all the love she has. Necklaces, rings and fabric wristband.
On the left of the bed, mostly shadow: short disheveled pixie-like red hair, the suggestion of a shoulder under the lacy very light sheets, nothing more lit.
Nighttime palette. Delicate bedding set. Out-of-time and timeless summer breeze. Hidden melancholy. Masterpiece, emotional. By eryn.
Prompt: Realistic and cartoon drawing blend. Moody, ethereal. Very intricate lines and details. Masterful composition. Blue hour under reddish moonlight, coming through the massive window of an asleep bedroom in summer. Two women sleeping in bed, the one on the right of the bed is dreaming in a rainbow bubble, inside which the far spires and gardens of the University of Dreams can be glimpsed, hazy, as through warm glass. A third woman, who looks like the one dreaming, is standing next to her, slightly, very softly bending over her dreams, harvesting the colours of her dreams in a bottle, drop by drop. Where earlier drops have fallen, small corners of the room have quietly regained their colours: one flower on the windowsill, the spine of one book, nothing more. The rest of reality is still waiting, still in the blues. The mood is not creepy, rather very quiet and very delicate. Around the room are wooden boards filled with books, heraldrics from the 'University of Dreams' in the middle.
The woman sleeping on the right of the bed is in her end twenties early thirties, French. Auburn / dark-strawberry hair (muted, not flame-bright), disheveled. The ends of the hair are white and rainbow, remnants of eons gone (for now). Fair, warm pink-toned skin with light freckling across the nose and cheeks. Smallish, youthful, cute rather than striking, a soft, present, delicate lived-in face, not so frail, not gaunt. She is wearing a black tank top and undies. Light shining on her skin. Very discreet remnants of a teal and blue mascara and liner, with a discrete touch of sparkles, rosy cheeks; a tiny drawn mark under one eye, soft and imperfect. Some rings, fabric wristband.
The standing woman looks like the one who is dreaming, except her hair is half-up and coming loose, and the make-up more visible. She is wearing victorian time-lordy gothic steampunk, a cowgirl-pirate-witch pointy hat with a tiny wooden door, closed on it. Around her is a dissonant aura and some lines are glitchy. She is holding a smallish metal and glass very bright and colourful artefact, very very very old. She has piercing bright ice blue watchful irises, strikingly visible in the dark of the room. She's looking at the women sleeping with all the love she has. Necklaces, rings and fabric wristband.
On the left of the bed, mostly shadow: short disheveled pixie-like red hair, the suggestion of a shoulder under the lacy very light sheets, nothing more lit.
Nighttime palette. Delicate bedding set. Out-of-time and timeless summer breeze. Hidden melancholy. Masterpiece, emotional. By eryn.
Prompt: Realistic and cartoon drawing blend. Moody, ethereal. Very intricate lines and details. Masterful composition. Blue hour under reddish moonlight, coming through the massive window of an asleep bedroom in summer. Two women sleeping in bed, the one on the right of the bed is dreaming in a rainbow bubble, inside which the far spires and gardens of the University of Dreams can be glimpsed, hazy, as through warm glass. A third woman, who looks like the one dreaming, is standing next to her, slightly, very softly bending over her dreams, harvesting the colours of her dreams in a small other-worldly device, drop by drop. From the other end of the device, the colours are pouring into small corners of the room that have quietly regained their colours: one flower on the windowsill, the spine of one book, nothing more. The rest of reality is still waiting, still in the blues. The mood is not creepy, rather very quiet and very delicate. Around the room are wooden boards filled with books, heraldrics with the 'University of Dreams' written on it in the middle.
The woman sleeping on the right of the bed is in her end twenties early thirties, French. Auburn / dark-strawberry hair (muted, not flame-bright), disheveled. The ends of the hair are white and rainbow, remnants of eons gone (for now). Fair, warm pink-toned skin with light freckling across the nose and cheeks. Smallish, youthful, cute rather than striking, a soft, present, delicate lived-in face, not so frail, not gaunt. She is wearing a black tank top and undies. Light shining on her skin. Very discreet remnants of a teal and blue mascara and liner; a tiny drawn mark under one eye, soft and imperfect. Some rings, fabric wristband.
The fleshy standing woman looks like the one who is dreaming, except her hair is half-up and coming loose, and the make-up more visible; with a discrete touch of sparkles, rosy cheeks. She is wearing victorian time-lordy gothic steampunk, a cowgirl-pirate-witch pointy hat with a tiny wooden door, closed on it. Around her is a dissonant aura and some lines are glitchy. She is holding a smallish metal and glass very bright and colourful artefact, very very very old. She has open and piercing bright ice blue watchful irises, clearly visible in the dark of the room. She's looking at the women sleeping with all the love she has. Necklaces, rings and fabric wristband.
On the left of the bed, mostly covered in deep undisturbed shadows: a short disheveled pixie-like sleeping red hair, the suggestion of a shoulder under the lacy very light sheets, nothing more lit.
Nighttime palette. Delicate bedding set. Out-of-time and timeless summer breeze. Hidden melancholy. Masterpiece, emotional. By eryn.
Prompt: Realistic and cartoon drawing blend. On a slide from a lecture, projected on a massive screen bordered with wood and heraldrics from the Uni. of Dreams. The name of the presenter, 'eryn' is also on the slide in a corner. The edges of the slide are still here, but the inside of the slide and the background is dissolving into a dreamish land, from within which a woman is inviting the audience to cross through the portal where she's sitting and land with her in the Otherworld.
Around the woman the place is a dissonant reality where the comic drawing style is stronger, and some lines are glitchy. Behind the slide-portal, an amphiteater in wild nature, stones and vines covering the seats.
The woman has one hand held out towards the audience, throigh the portal, and the other is holding a smallish metal and glass very bright and colourful artefact, very very very old.
The woman is in her end twenties early thirties, French. Auburn / dark-strawberry hair (muted, not flame-bright), half-up and coming loose. The ends of the hair are white and rainbow, remnants of eons gone (for now). Fair, warm pink-toned skin with light freckling across the nose and cheeks. Smallish, youthful, cute rather than striking, a soft, present, delicate lived-in face, not so frail, not gaunt. Piercing blue watchful eyes, jumping within the room like little specks of starlight.
In the lecture reality, she's wearing a dark blue satin half-sleeved blouse, a tight but light elegant dark knee length skirt and lacy sandal-boots. In the dream world she's wearing other clothes, victorian time-lordy gothic steampunk, a cowgirl-pirate-witch pointy hat with a tiny wooden door, closed on it. Her clothes are split at the portal upon which she sits.
Legs, neck, arms, brightly lit. Teal and blue mascara and liner, with a discrete touch of sparkles, rosy cheeks; a tiny drawn mark under one eye, soft and imperfect. Silver necklace, earrings and rings, fabric wristband.
Modern and old mixed palette. Out-of-time and timeless autumn afternoon, hidden melancholy. Masterpiece, by eryn.
Prompt: Realistic and cartoon drawing blend. On a slide from a lecture, projected on a massive screen bordered with wood and heraldrics from the Uni. of Dreams. The name of the presenter, 'eryn' is also on the slide in a corner. The edges of the slide are still here, but the inside of the slide and the background is dissolving into a dreamish land, from within which a woman is inviting the audience to cross through the portal where she's sitting and land with her in the Otherworld.
Around the woman the place is a dissonant reality where the comic drawing style is stronger, and some lines are glitchy. Behind the slide-portal, an amphiteater in wild nature, stones and vines covering the seats.
The woman has one hand held out towards the audience, throigh the portal, and the other is holding a smallish metal and glass very bright and colourful artefact, very very very old.
The woman is in her end twenties early thirties, French. Auburn / dark-strawberry hair (muted, not flame-bright), half-up and coming loose. The ends of the hair are white and rainbow, remnants of eons gone (for now). Fair, warm pink-toned skin with light freckling across the nose and cheeks. Smallish, youthful, cute rather than striking, a soft, present, delicate lived-in face, not so frail, not gaunt. Piercing blue watchful eyes, jumping within the room like little specks of starlight.
In the lecture reality, she's wearing a dark blue satin half-sleeved blouse, a tight but light elegant dark knee length skirt and lacy sandal-boots. In the dream world she's wearing other clothes, victorian time-lordy gothic steampunk, a cowgirl-pirate-witch pointy hat with a tiny wooden door, closed on it. Her clothes are split at the portal upon which she sits.
Legs, neck, arms, brightly lit. Teal and blue mascara and liner, with a discrete touch of sparkles, rosy cheeks; a tiny drawn mark under one eye, soft and imperfect. Silver necklace, earrings and rings, fabric wristband.
Modern and old mixed palette. Out-of-time and timeless autumn afternoon, hidden melancholy. Masterpiece, by eryn.
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.
