Prompt: by eryn
engulfed by strengths untamed
i saw places you couldn't
in the grip of cosmic awe
bound by chains unbroken
i went ways you daren't
to the darkest alleyways
in midsts of feelings raw
i ached loves you wouldn't
in the roars of strangers
now i'm near the end
i dance alone
i keep dreaming
and maybe, somehow
Prompt: by eryn
from there and back again
in the great swamps of the old shattered earth
in forever victorian fashion she roams in full view
lively gigantic crevices and mossy boulders from ancient lores
half timelady half piratess
she sails the liquid soil of times renewed
her open bosom in soft prune attire
short skirt, high heavy heels, heavy leathery mantel
displaced, disheveled, disheartened
dark boots of soft fabric, dark and rainbow hair
blue eyes, pale skin, cyanish undereye,
with allure and determination
from the most putrid corners
to the warmest bushes
she's still hunting for truth
Prompt: by eryn
in the deepest crimson pit of hell
in forever victorian fashion she hikes in full view
from the lowest valley of despair to the highest peak of sorrow
half timelady half piratess
she explores thoroughly
her open bosom in soft prune attire
short skirt, high heavy heels, heavy leathery mantel
dark boots of soft fabric, dark and rainbow hair
she follows her gentle path with strength
blue eyes, pale skin, cyanish undereye,
with allure and determination
in the deepest pit of hell
she goes hunting for truth
Prompt: by eryn
in the deepest crimson pit of hell
in forever victorian fashion she hikes in full view
from the lowest valley of despair to the highest peak of sorrow
half timelady half piratess
she explores thoroughly
her open bosom in soft prune attire
short skirt, high heavy heels, heavy leathery mantel
dark boots of soft fabric, dark and rainbow hair
she follows her gentle path with strength
blue eyes, pale skin, cyanish undereye,
in the deepest pit of hell
she goes hunting for truth
Prompt: the ethereal green-skinned translucent ghost of a beautiful alluring but sad european woman is sitting on top of a wall terrace above a city at night, she has black hair with vibrant rainbow colours, and the rest of her skin is blueish green in the night, like a firefly of sorts, by eryn, she wears an oversized shoulder-off tank top, with jean shorts and army boots, her smile is broken in the night under the pale moon light
below her on the street below, a fleshy small redhead with gorgeous pixie short hair with pinkish white skin is sitting on a bench and contemplating the stars, looking in the same direction, she wears an oversized shirt over a tank top and a scottish mini skirt
they are sharing the moment but only one knows it
the mood is end of night, tiredness and bleak times
Prompt: the ethereal green-skinned translucent ghost of a beautiful alluring but sad european woman is sitting on top of a wall terrace above a city at night, she has black hair with vibrant rainbow colours, and the rest of her skin is blueish green in the night, like a firefly of sorts, by eryn, she wears an oversized shoulder-off tank top, with jean shorts and army boots, her smile is broken in the night under the pale moon light
below her on the street below, a fleshy small redhead with gorgeous pixie short hair with pinkish white skin is sitting on a bench and contemplating the stars, looking in the same direction, she wears an oversized shirt over a tank top and a scottish mini skirt
they are sharing the moment but only one knows it
the mood is end of night, tiredness and bleak times
Prompt: the ethereal translucent ghost of a beautiful alluring but sad european woman is sitting on top of a wall terrace above a city at night, she has black hair with rainbow colours, and the rest of her skin is blueish green in the night, like a firefly of sorts, by eryn, she wears an oversized shoulder-off tank top, with jean shorts and army boots, her smile is broken in the night under the pale moon light
below her, a fleshy small redhead with gorgeous pixie short hair with pinkish white skin is sitting on a bench and contemplating the stars, she wears an oversized shirt over a tank top and a scottish mini skirt
they are sharing the moment but only one knows it
the mood is end of night, tiredness but happiness in the moment shared together
Prompt: Threatening, falsely comfy mood, autumn palette, awe-striking composition, masterpiece. Dinner scene, from afar. Wide stone hall with a long table draped in white, and four heavily overweight people in riches are standing, vehemently arguing while drinking expensive wine and eating dripping oily burnt food in humanoid form. They smile and they roar and they argue. In the middle, quietly sitting behind the table, last-supper-like, a beautiful alluring european woman appears disgusted by what's in her plate and what the others are doing. She fixates her fork with one hand and the other is on her face. She has pale white hair with faded rainbow strikes, piercing grey-blue tired and sobbing eyes. Her smile is long gone. She wears a dark oversized hoodie over a ragged woven beigeish cardigan top and ragged and damaged jean shorts, greyish old army boots visible under the table. The light is divine-like, coming from above, but in orange tones, as if the scene was set in a hellish palace way underneath. We've been digging for a long time now, and there's no telling who or what will next be in motion. by eryn
Prompt: Masterpiece, masterful composition, awe-striking, chef d'oeuvre, mix of comic-like drawing and photorealistic grain.
Late, very late, in the last underground train running through the night, a woman is examining the content of an instrument box in the middle of 4 chairs in a square, in the middle of an empty carriage. There is a violin the box, and a sticker with a difficult to read name on it on the upper part of the case. An umbrella is also on the chairs.
She hears the train arrive, and she feels the air moving her hair, and she cannot miss it.
The woman is a beautiful alluring young European woman with long night-blue unkempt drenched hair with carefully styled rainbow braids, a bit of wind in the locks of hair around her ears. She has grey blue eyes piercing the night, with some dark make-up around, a small pointy nose. The night has no end. She wears a black sleeveless sports top, a black short skirt and knee-high boots. She has silver earrings with rainbow shiny pearls that shine in the half-night. by eryn. Her skin is pinkish white with some old whitish scars visible on her thighs and arms. She has a small colorful drenched cloth handbag with a large shoulder strap that crosses her chest.
She's curious. Strange rainbow lights through the carriage windows.
Cold night palette. Very intricate patterns. Striking graceful melancholic atmosphere all over.
Prompt: It's been so long,
I don't know how I should keep going
Maybe it won't be possible
Maybe I can't be me anymore
You made me feel
All sorts of things
My heart keeps pounding
I hear my blood running through my ears
You made me feel
So many things
But mostly terror and fear
That took a dark turn, didn't it?
A woman with fiery eyes in the darkest of nights. She wears a dark blueish oversized hoodie over ragged jean shorts and overused thights and worn out leather waling boots. Her hair is messy and dark silver shines out of the rainbow. Oily water dripping off her hair and clothes. She waits in a dark alley and watches a decaying city of rooftops washed over by misery and hatred. Bags under eyes say she hasn't slept much lately. Hands in her pockets and heavy shoulders say she's suffering from it all. The moon is engulfed by the darkest of clouds, which are in fact cackling crows ready to eat the night up. Not much hope remains. In the background, a dark crimson red cloak is laying in the gutter at the foot of a broken cobblestone street lamppost. by eryn
Sound Of Silence III - And in the naked light, I saw ...
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1792 X 1008
(1.81 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: And in the naked light, I saw,
Ten thousand people, maybe more,
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never shared,
And no one dared,
Disturb the sound of silence ...
,charcoal Drawing, Charcoal, Drawing,
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.
