Prompt: Autumn flowers, first snow, dreamy atmosphere, magical glow, masterful watercolor by Willem Haenraets' whimsy, Griffith's expressive strokes, and James Gurney's atmospheric use of light.
Prompt: in the style of Reylia Slaby
((Masterpiece))) Waltercolors, wet on wet, ink and pen, alcohol wash, ephemeral, fabulous, pastel.
A young and beautiful islander, Giselle, picks ripe, juicy mangoes in the wild forest. She holds a fragrant mango in her hands, inhaling and savoring its delicate aroma. Giselle is a tall, slender, blonde woman in her 20s. Her hair is neatly tucked under a headdress. A white silk turban is stylishly tied on her head, revealing a few curly, light-colored locks. Giselle is in a wonderful mood and moves gracefully. She is wearing a thin, white cotton tunic with long sleeves and thin, light-colored, loose-fitting, banana-shaped jeans. Giselle fills a small wicker basket with mangoes, which sits on the ground near the roots of a tree. In the wild tropical forest, she is alone, in sacred silence.
Mercury Glass patina, Art Brut, moody, somber, saturated colors, in the style of Paul Klee, Arthur Rackham intricate, elegant, Egon Schiele, Waltercolors, wet on wet, ink and pen, alcohol wash, ephemeral, fabulous, pastel. intricate, elegant, Egon Schiele
Prompt: Silence was the first to surrender. It retreated under the onslaught of an invisible light, yielding to a ringing, crystalline emptiness. The night still clung to the slopes with its black firs and the velvety shadow of the gorges, but from somewhere beyond the jagged horizon, a ghostly, milky elixir was already pouring into the world. This was not just fog, but something more—a haze woven from the frozen breath of the sleeping lake and the secret exhalations of the earth. It lay over the surface of Okhna, still and dense, like liquid pearl, concealing the dark depths. The mountains hovered in this white abyss, their peaks, touched by the sun's first rosy kiss, floated in weightlessness, severed from the earth like crystalline islands. And then, a miracle occurred. The sun, without breaking through as a blinding ray, began not to shine, but to *infuse* the fog from within. The cold milk transformed into flowing gold, the ashen whiteness into shining lavender and tender shades of opal pink. The world ignited with a soft, internal radiance, as if the planet itself was emitting a quiet, fantastical light. The trees on the shore, dressed in heavy, fluffy coats of frost, emerged from the haze like spectral guardians, their branch-paws studded with billions of tiny diamonds. The air was cold and sharp as a blade, but every breath burned not with frost, but with purity. It was intoxicating and thick, as if one could quench their thirst with it. In this divine silence, where there was neither a rustle nor a chirp, it seemed one could hear the light sliding over the frost crystals, giving birth to a silent music of the spheres. This was not merely a dawn. It was a sacrament of transformation. The boundary between reality and dream, between water and sky, earth and air, was erased. For those few magical minutes, Okhn was not a lake in the mountains, but a gateway to a lost, ineffably beautiful world, ruled by silence, light, and a primordial, fantastical beauty.
Prompt: A mixed-media picture of a beautiful medieval town by the river, created in the style of Bohdan Pylypiv — combining pyrography with delicate watercolor accents. The main outlines and textures are rendered with fine woodburned lines, rich in sepia, green, blue, orange, yellow, brown and red tones. Original prompt by Mariia93
Prompt: Bright fantastic sun had not yet risen, but the night had already surrendered, yielding the sky to pale, washed-out hues. A thick, milky, pearlescent fog drifted over the river. It coiled just above the water's surface, hiding the opposite bank and transforming the familiar landscape into a mysterious, unknown world. The water was perfectly still, with only the dark silhouettes of the coastal reeds emerging here and there from the misty shroud. Their reflections trembled on the dark, almost black surface, mingling with the ghostly colors of the sky. The air was humid and cool; it nipped at your cheeks with a light freshness and smelled of wet leaves, willow, and damp earth. And then, right in the thick of the fog, the first ray of light was born. It was dim and hazy, but the fog seemed to absorb it, beginning to glow from within with a soft, pinkish-golden radiance. The outlines of the trees on the far bank showed through the haze like a mirage—fiery flashes of crimson and gold. This was not just a sunrise. It was a sacrament of awakening, a moment of quiet magic when nature holds its breath before the start of a new day.
Prompt: A dark, eerie moonlit forest scene with a full, bright moon illuminating the sky. The background features a dense, foggy, leafless forest with twisted, barren trees silhouetted against the moon. Flying bats are visible across the sky, adding to the spooky atmosphere. In the foreground, there are old, weathered wooden crosses and gravestones, also silhouetted, creating a haunting, ghostly ambiance. The overall color palette is predominantly shades of blue and black, emphasizing a mysterious and chilling nighttime setting.
Prompt: as wintered leaves are leaving harbors of trees, the sun of stillness shelters a fragile flower and a thoughtful cat, and a delicate prayer of nature shimmers with simplicity, (the softness of everything that's peace, anatomically correct, autumn's winds, watercolor style of Yelena Yushina and Kaoru Yamada, bells, windy luminous, pale lighting, dreamy and magical, highly detailed, very soft colors, soft edges, mist. realistic, blossoming and mist)
Prompt: A vibrant, dreamlike landscape features a swirling sky of yellow and blue, with luminous stars. A gnarled tree and a charming cottage with glowing windows sit amidst a lush garden, creating a magical atmosphere. Painting
Prompt: A whimsical, colorful landscape features a charming white castle atop a rocky island, surrounded by vibrant trees and swirling clouds, with waves crashing against the shore and seagulls soaring above. Painting
Prompt: A whimsical girl sculpted from a single dancing tree leaf, her body shaped by the leaf’s elegant curves, twirling gracefully like a wind dancer, glowing softly within an enchanted forest.
Prompt: In watercolor and ink in Zdzisław Beksiński and Jacek Yerka style there is a masterpiece of a mountain landscape on a moonlit starfilled sky with cumulous clouds reflecting from a looking glass pond framed with ancient twisted trees and wildflowers. Intricately detailed and zentangle.
Prompt: Odilon Redon's dreamlike surrealism. kintsugi painting of abstract squares creates a mesmerizing design. The background is a landscape, trees, house of lines of code, data strands, and geometry. Warm, golden light seeps through the gaps. Alcohol ink bleeds at the edges. Best quality, highly detailed, mixed media masterpiece. Vibrant, earthy tones, thick, heavy texture, expressive brushstrokes. (original by Beate Vogl)
Prompt: *A rainstorm in a living forest — every raindrop transformed into dynamic spirals of white and blue, trees twisting under the motion of the storm. The ground gleams with rhythmic green and turquoise strokes, brushwork thick, emotional, and swirling — pure Van Gogh turbulence.*
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.
