Prompt: A lone barbarian crouches on a slime-slick branch in the high canopy of a primordial swamp, every muscle coiled to keep the world from hearing him. Dark hair pasted to his brow, he tucks a broad blade along his forearm to kill the shine; breath held until ribs ache. The branch bows under his bare feet and weeps slow droplets that patter into the black water far below. Hanging moss curtains him in drowned-green strands; fireflies idle like drifting embers. From this perch the swamp reads like a cathedral drowned in fog—roots for pillars, water for floor, the roof a tangle of limbs and night. The vantage is low and upward through mist and vine, the camera locked to the hunter’s silhouette as if the world itself were holding its breath.
The air presses like a living thing, heavy with heat and rot-sweet perfume. Moonlight cuts a single cold path through the canopy and rims the barbarian’s shoulders, chest, and cheek-bone in silver; everywhere else is carved from blue-green shadow. Every surface carries a wet gleam: bark lacquered with decay, moss ropes slick to the touch, sweat shining along corded muscle. Even steel becomes a hazard—a moving mirror that must be smothered by the flat of his wrist. The only motion he permits is the slow settling of his weight; the only sound the faint creak of seasoned wood remembering storms.
Beneath him the water speaks in circles. Concentric ripples stride outward from a lane between buttress roots, too even to be wind. There—grace sliding through darkness. A serpent vast enough to qualify as geography threads the root maze without a sound. Scales read as oil-slick enamel, mottled swamp-green that intermittently throws iridescent blues when moonlight glances off the curve of a coil. Its eye is a coal seen through smoke—an ember-red pupil that processes the world as thermal geometry and hunger. Fangs glint ivory in a careful, almost thoughtful parting of the jaw; a rope of saliva drips, kisses the water, and broadcasts a widening signal into night.
The barbarian freezes into ritual stillness. Slime squeezes between his toes; his lungs burn; the drum in his skull tries to declare him to the world. The branch flexes a whisper and stops. He becomes design rather than man—angles and tendons arranged to make the least possible announcement. Below, the serpent halts as if listening to mathematics. The two are mirrors: hunter and hunted occupying the same poised equation, each waiting for the other to collapse it. The swamp around them complexes into consequence: phosphorescent rot haloing the fog, sleeved vines writhing in windless currents, heat shivering the air as if reality’s lacquer might soften and run. Then the world tightens to a knife-edge—one breath, one ripple, one strike away from verdict. Rendered in heroic-fantasy oil style of Boris Vallejo, Frank Frazetta, Ken Kelly—mythic realism, saturated shadows, dramatic chiaroscuro, every surface wet with sweat, steam, and peril.
--mod ambient haze, --mod airlight layer, --mod ground fog, --mod bioluminescent haze, --mod rim light, --mod highlight scatter, --mod cinematic lighting, --mod dynamic composition, --mod central hero lockup, --mod archetype light
Prompt: A striking, close-up portrait of an androgynous being, rendered with hyperrealistic detail and a fantastical, futuristic aesthetic. The subject's face is split vertically, with one side a smooth, pale human skin tone, and the other a textured, dark slate-gray surface adorned with intricate, thin gold veining and applied gold circular accents. This slate-gray material seamlessly extends over the head, creating a cowl-like effect, and down the neck and shoulders, revealing subtle fabric-like folds and textures. The subject's eyes are large and piercing, with luminous, fiery amber irises and sharply defined, dark eyebrows and lashes, conveying an intense, captivating gaze. The lips are full and subtly glossed, with a warm, bronzed hue. The left ear is elongated and pointed, characteristic of an elf, with a small gold stud. One hand, covered in the same slate-gray textured material and decorated with gold circles, is brought up to the face, fingers partially obscuring the mouth and cheek. The background is a textured, muted dark gray with subtle golden vertical streaks, creating a shallow depth of field that keeps the focus squarely on the subject. The lighting is dramatic and chiaroscuro, with a warm golden light illuminating the right side of the face and accentuating the metallic textures, while the left side falls into deep shadow. The overall palette is dominated by deep grays, rich golds, and warm skin tones, with high contrast and saturation in the subject's features. Keywords: fantasy portrait, elven features, gold accents, textured skin, dramatic lighting, hyperrealism, cinematic, 8k, sharp focus, ethereal, mystical.
neg_prompt: blurry, low quality, deformed, disfigured, poorly drawn, ugly, cartoon, 3d render, low contrast.
Prompt: Masterpiece, a delicate ink and watercolor wash rendering on rough handmade paper. A serene and ethereal scene unfolds in a lush, dreamlike landscape. A young woman stands at its heart, her flowing golden hair rendered with fine, expressive ink strokes and soft washes of honey, wheat, and pale gold. She holds a delicate butterfly close to her heart, its wings suggested by the faintest ink tracery and translucent washes of periwinkle and pearl. Her expression is soft and peaceful, her features gently defined with subtle shading and a tranquil gaze. Behind her, a large, majestic tree rises tall, its trunk and branches textured with intricate ink work and layered washes of umber and moss green. The canopy blooms not with leaves alone, but with vibrant splashes of color suggested blossoms in pastel pink, lavender, and sky blue emanating a dreamlike, glowing aura achieved through wet-on-wet blending and luminous highlights. The atmosphere is bathed in tranquil, soft light that filters gently through the scene, casting a magical and whimsical glow. The palette is a harmony of pastel hues and rich, earthy greens, with touches of muted violet and gold enhancing the enchanting, otherworldly feel. The mood is profoundly peaceful, magical, and soulfully uplifting a visual poem of gentle connection and natural wonder. ethereal, serene, magical, intricate, elegant, award-winning, ultra-detailed, high definition, crisp quality, watercolor, ink, rich colors, graceful, screen-filling, atmospheric.
Prompt: Visual Japanese Manga Artwork style. Art by renowned manga artist Rumiko Takahashi, ArtStation, high resolution for intricate details. Mystical, eerie and mysterious atmosphere. Epic Anime Masterpiece.
Prompt: Grapevine close-up, textured gray wall, detailed vine leaves, realistic grapes, side view, pen drawing, man in hat reaching for grapes, simple lines, white textured wall background, minimalist style, high detail, naive art approach.
Prompt: (masterpiece), Babylon , In the style of Art Nouveau , by John Atkinson Grimshaw , Thomas Wells Schaller , Jean-Baptiste Monge , Maurice Utrillo , Bernard Buffet
Prompt: winter scene of spectacular snow capped mountains, iced lake, a distant Deer, high detail & intricate art, Henri Rousseau, psychedelic mandala, metallic colour scheme, voronoi vibes.
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.
