Prompt: semi-abstract Impressionism painting ,
A benedictine monk riding on a giant kiwi bird. They are both surrounded by lush New Zealand forest. Oil on canvas
Prompt: A cinematic gothic fantasy oil painting set at night inside a Victorian-era apartment overlooking a fog-choked industrial city. The room is modest but refined, furnished with dark wood, a narrow bed, a small desk, heavy curtains, and a single oil lamp casting warm amber light. Rain taps softly against tall windows streaked with soot and moisture.
The window stands open.
In the foreground, the winged faerie woman has just entered the room, standing near the open window. She is slim and has pointed ears, a delicate face but sharp features, high cheekbones, and a narrow jaw. Her skin is pale and has a faint iridescent undertone that subtly catches the light. Her eyes are large and luminous, an unusual pale gold, conveying age beyond her years.
Her wings are partially folded now, still large and unmistakable, brushing the air and catching faint moonlight. They are worn and tattered, marked by years of hiding and loss. She has a long dark brown, almost black, dress and around her neck hangs a deep teal blue-green gemstone, the shape of a crescent moon, and glowing intensely. Her patched layered dark brown - almost black- coat hangs open, damp from rain, long dark brown hair loosened by wind. Her expression is guarded but vulnerable — this is not a place she enters lightly.
Across the room stands the human inspector. A tall, lean human man in his early to mid-thirties, with a disciplined, broad-shouldered build and restrained physical presence. His face is classically handsome but worn - a sharp jawline, slightly hollowed cheeks, and steady steel-blue eyes. His raven black hair is neatly kept but never pristine, often slightly disordered by long hours and stress.
He has removed his Victorian coat and uniform, dressed in a simple shirt and trousers, his authority set aside for the night. He is sitting at his desk, one hand on his forehead, sad and lost in thoughts. We can see his expression. She is slightly leaning toward him, touching gently his arm. On the desk, he has an open book and his necklace - similar to the one she has around her neck - lay on it. We can see the chain and the gemstone - exactly like hers - with the same deep teal blue-green luminous color, the same shape of a crescent moon, and glowing intensely.
He looks at her, frozen, as if just awakened. His face shows shock layered with recognition — disbelief giving way to something deeply personal. This is not the look of a lawman confronting a suspect, but of a man seeing someone he once loved and believed lost.
The tension is filling the space between them. No one speaks. Their silence is louder than contact. Their luminous gemstone are a silent testament of their past love they never released.
Outside the window, the city glows dimly — gas lamps, factory smoke, distant chimneys. Inside, the lamplight creates a pocket of warmth, separating the room from the hostile world beyond.
The color palette contrasts with the glowing gemstones, cool moonlit blues and grays from the window with warm ambers and golds inside the room. Painterly brushstrokes emphasize fabric, feathers, rain, skin, and light.
Mood: intimate, tense, and restrained — a reunion shaped by memory, forbidden presence, and the knowledge that one of them now serves the city that hunts the other.
Prompt: potty time for Kitty in Style of Jean Baptist e Monge, (ethereal fantasy concept art) . painterly, epic, majestic, magical, fantasy art, cover art, dreamy, best quality
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.
