Prompt: Beneath a tapestry of twilight, where the last embers of sunlight bled into a velvet night, an ancient stone bridge, its arches moss-covered and adorned with crumbling statues of forgotten heroes, spanned a chasm choked with swirling mist. A lone figure, cloaked in a shimmering emerald robe like a captured fragment of twilight itself, stood gazing into the swirling abyss. Their hand rested on a hilt carved from moonlight stone, its crescent moon pommel pulsing with a faint, ethereal light. The air vibrated with a low hum, a song of unseen magic carried on the wind. From the depths of the mist, a pair of eyes, burning with an otherworldly blue light, blinked into existence, hinting at a colossal creature slumbering beneath the bridge. This scene captured the essence of a perilous encounter, a lone guardian facing an awakening ancient power, their connection to moonlight magic a fragile shield against the awakening beast in the depths.
Prompt: High atop a jagged obsidian mountain, a colossal, skeletal dragon lay slain. Its bones, weathered white by centuries of wind and storm, formed a natural bridge spanning a chasm filled with swirling clouds the color of bruised grapes. Beneath this bridge of bone, a hidden city thrived. Carved from the obsidian mountain itself, its spires and towers mirrored the jagged peaks surrounding them, creating a fortress that blended seamlessly with the harsh landscape. Gargoyles, sculpted from obsidian and imbued with a faint inner light, perched on the city walls, their watchful eyes scanning the swirling mists below. A lone figure, draped in crimson robes and wielding a staff topped with a glowing amethyst, stood on the highest tower, gazing out at the churning clouds. The wind whipped at their cloak, carrying the faint scent of ozone and magic. Below them, the city hummed with activity: blacksmiths hammered away at glowing metal, winged wyverns swooped through the sky laden with cargo, and cloaked figures hurried through the obsidian streets, their faces obscured by shadow. This scene captured the essence of a city built on power and mystery, a testament to the resilience of a people who dared to carve their civilization from the very bones of a fallen dragon.
Prompt: Beneath a sky ablaze with two moons, a colossal stone bridge, each archway carved with the visages of forgotten heroes, spanned a chasm of churning emerald mist. On either side, jagged obsidian mountains pierced the heavens, their peaks crowned with glittering glaciers that whispered secrets in the howling wind. From the depths of the mist rose an elven city, its spires crafted from a luminous white marble that pulsed with an ethereal light. Across the bridge charged a regiment of mounted elves, their silver armor gleaming in the moonlight, their banners emblazoned with a silver stag - a symbol of unwavering vigilance. The air crackled with anticipation, a melody woven from the clash of steel and the mournful shriek of monstrous birds circling high above. Here, on the precipice of breathtaking beauty and perilous danger, a battle for the fate of this awe-inspiring realm was about to unfold.
Prompt: A fierce female elven warrior with striking war scars and hair as red as flames valiantly battles a formidable purple-black dragon. Her determined spirit and unwavering courage are evident in every move she makes as she fights to defend her people and protect her land. The clash of steel against scales and the roar of the dragon's breath fill the air as this epic battle unfolds.
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.