Prompt: A tranquil night scene in a picturesque European town, showcasing a medieval stone building surrounded by a calm canal. The atmosphere reflects an impressionistic style, filled with soft, blended colors of deep blue and warm golden hues. In the foreground, charming outdoor cafés are bustling with diners, their warm lights glowing and illuminating the cobblestone streets lined with tall, historic buildings. The stone structure, with distinct pointed roofs and vibrant green trees, reflects beautifully in the water, capturing the golden lights and the twilight sky. Soft ripples in the water enhance the serene ambiance, while flower-filled planters add a touch of color along the water's edge.
Prompt: The art style resembles hand-drawn ink outlines with soft watercolor fills, creating a storybook-like illustration.
A cartoon guard in medival garb with a overly large white moustache stands at the door of a tavern drinking a flagon of beer
a quirky tavern with a crooked red roof topped by a small weather vane. The building has a wooden facade with exaggerated, uneven planks and swinging saloon doors, alongside a few tilted windows with shutter details. An old, rickety chimney on the side emits whimsical puffs of smoke, adding a playful touch. The saloon sits on a dusty, tan ground with tufts of vibrant green grass poking through, and a set of uneven wooden steps leads up to the entrance.
A small dragon the size of a dog is fluttering in the air playing with the smoke
Prompt: Each day follows the next, as bland, as bland,
As hooded monks from cells through cloisters shamble.
Thick grey mutes flaming hues, gains upper hand,
Quenching to blend what eyes cannot unscramble,
The skies of grey, from the grey dappled earth,
The curved horizon’s livid, pallid dearth.
All rained with ash, all mixed and all oppressing,
In half-light’s sham, with half-shade gathered in;
Sight blankly stares into the smoke, egressing
Into the gloom, tasting of dampened tin.
At once the soul seeks night, yet yearns for day,
Keen to imbibe the dark, yet scald with fire,
Pacing the room in careworn disarray.
The final ennui of dingy light, inspired
By rained down ash, the gloom of that demise,
In that grey without shape or edge or feature,
No quivering hues, nor riot color-wise,
To creeping shadows all being stretched, suppressing.
And wearied soul in sadness acquiescing.
Prompt: Insanely intricate beautiful medieval village near a river. Summer. Rainy. Foggy. Beautiful medieval gardens. Gorgeous intricate clouds. Bright colours. High contrast. Wet on wet watercolour. By Jacob van Ruisdael.
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.
