Prompt: In a primeval forest where trunks rise like pillars into milk-glass sky, a young traveler in a cobalt tunic rides a raptor-ostrich mount that has never known flight. The beast's wings are folded tight to its flanks—explicitly not spread—its compact power gathered in long running legs and a keel-chested frame sheathed in olive-and-umber plumage. A crest of russet-orange feathers flares along its crown and nape, catching faint rim light; beak parted, it voices a sharp alarm as one taloned foot plants on a slick root and the other draws up mid-step, claws splayed for purchase. Harness and breastband of worn leather cinch the torso; a small brass medallion knocks softly against the keel as the animal checks its movement. The rider's posture is upright and tense, hands firm on reins, gaze fixed into the unseen—alert, not heroic—his saturated cobalt the single deliberate pop of color against a world of mossed greens and pale golds. At their feet a small furred creature scurries away in terror, claws scrabbling through leaf litter as it vanishes beneath a root-hole; it flees the noise and the towering presence rather than attacking, a counterpoint of vulnerability that mirrors the mount's alarm. The environment is vast and hushed: titanic trees disappear into hazy luminous mist that partially erases crowns and high branches, so the foreground figures read with sculptural clarity against a softened world. Air is wet with diffusion; the background is painted in veils—blue-green, celadon, and faint coral—while the near ground resolves with crisp bark textures, beadlike water on moss, and the satin gloss of overlapping feathers. Light is mostly ambient skyglow that wraps forms rather than carves them; shadows are gentle and cool, with restrained speculars along beak edges, claw sheaths, and the rider's belt fittings. Composition places the mount three-quarters to camera, chest angled, head turned toward the disturbance; the camera is low at root level, rising just enough to look up along the mount's diagonal line. Silhouettes remain clean and readable: folded wing contour nested against barrel; rider's cobalt tunic and pale face framed between crest and rein; small mammal a streak of brown at the base of the scene. No bloom, no theatrical glare—quiet awe under painterly skies. The moment is an arrested breath between paths: not battle, not chase; a world paused, where mist makes distance solemn and the living foreground stands out like a carved relief panel against dream. High-realism fantasy illustration with Whelan-grade color harmony, atmospheric depth, and crystalline foreground detail.
--mod digital-illustration, --mod stylized-realism, --mod atmospheric-depth, --mod luminous-haze, --mod painterly-diffusion, --mod soft-rim-light, --mod foreground-edge-clarity, --mod tonal-harmony, --mod cool-warm-balance, --mod narrative-stillness, --mod silhouette-discipline, --mod perspective-lock-low-angle, --mod raptor-ostrich-mount, --mod folded-wings-lock, --mod olive-umber-plumage, --mod russet-crest-highlight, --mod cobalt-focal-pop, --mod mist-occlusion-background, --mod titanic-forest-pillars, --mod foreground-crisp/background-soft, --mod scurrying-mammal-fleeing, --mod quiet-awe-register
Prompt: Masterpiece portrait inspired by Catrin Weiz-Stein, Egon Schiele, and Nicholas Hilliard, intricate details, emotional depth, Renaissance influences, detailed delicate features, dramatic lighting, rich color palette, historical flair, fine brushwork, varied textures, classical and modern fusion, high realism, captivating gaze
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.
87w
