Prompt: In the eye of a perpetual storm, a colossal thunderbird hovers, its body a magnificent fusion of avian grace and pure electrical energy. Lightning arcs between its wing feathers, which span the width of the turbulent sky. The creature's eyes glow with an intense blue-white light, mirroring the electric core of its being. Its tail feathers stream out behind it like a cascade of plasma, painting the storm clouds with ephemeral, glowing patterns. Beneath the thunderbird, a floating island of storm-sculpted rock drifts, adorned with trees whose leaves flicker and spark with each pulse of the bird's power. Smaller storm spirits, resembling wisps of animated lightning, dance around the thunderbird in a dizzying aerial display. The surrounding maelstrom is a canvas of deep purples, angry greys, and brilliant flashes of light, all centered on this majestic embodiment of nature's raw power.
Prompt: A howling wind scoured the desolate plains of the Northfar. Cracked earth stretched as far as the eye could see, dotted only with the bleached bones of long-dead giants. In the distance, the jagged teeth of the Greyfang Mountains clawed at the blood-red sky, their peaks capped with swirling snow. A lone raven circled overhead, its harsh caw the only sound besides the relentless wind. Here, amidst the bleakness, stood the crumbling ruins of a forgotten fortress, its broken towers casting long, skeletal shadows across the wasteland.
Prompt: A gnarled oak, its branches heavy with centuries, stood sentinel over a rolling emerald valley. Sunlight streamed through gaps in the leaves, casting dappled patterns on the lush grass below. A winding stream, clear as polished crystal, meandered through the valley floor, its surface reflecting the cotton-ball clouds drifting lazily across the azure sky. In the distance, a quaint hobbit village nestled against the base of a gentle hill, its smoke curling peacefully into the clear air. The rhythmic clang of a blacksmith's hammer echoed faintly from the village, a comforting sound that spoke of a simple life in harmony with nature. This was a scene straight out of an old fantasy novel, a place where hobbits might frolic and elves might sing beneath the boughs of ancient trees, a timeless picture of idyllic beauty and tranquility.
Prompt: Beneath the gnarled roots of a colossal oak, a hidden doorway shimmered like a mirage. Vines, thick as a man's arm, wove a curtain around it, their leaves whispering secrets in the twilight breeze. A single, flickering lantern cast an ethereal glow, revealing a glimpse of polished stone steps leading into darkness – a portal to a world unknown.
Prompt: In the bustling metropolis of Eldoria, amidst towering spires and bustling markets, a young thief named Elara honed her skills. With nimble fingers and a heart of shadow, she navigated the city's underbelly, her reputation as elusive as the wind. Tonight, a daring heist awaited – a legendary artifact hidden within the impenetrable fortress of Lord Draven. Disguised as a wealthy merchant's daughter, Elara infiltrated the fortress, her heart pounding with anticipation. With each step, the air grew heavy with the scent of danger, but Elara's resolve remained unshaken. As she neared the artifact's chamber, the thrill of the hunt coursed through her veins, fueling her determination to claim the prize.
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Prompt: High upon a colossal, petrified waterfall, frozen in time by an ancient spell, a lone figure in white robes stood poised. Moonlight, refracted through the cascading ice, cast an ethereal luminescence on their flowing garments and weathered face. Below them, the land stretched out like a tapestry woven from silver moonlight and inky shadows. A forgotten city, its spires and towers encased in glittering ice, lay dormant beneath the frozen waterfall. Their hands, outstretched towards the moon, pulsed with a faint inner light, channeling an ancient magic that held the waterfall at bay. This scene captured the essence of a vigilant guardian, forever tethered to their duty. The frozen waterfall, a testament to their power, served as a barrier against an unknown threat, their sacrifice a lone beacon of hope in a world shrouded in icy silence.
Prompt: Nestled amidst the peaks of a towering mountain range, a tranquil monastery stands as a beacon of peace in a world of chaos. The air is still and quiet, the only sound the gentle chanting of monks as they go about their daily rituals. The monastery gardens are a haven of serenity, with carefully manicured lawns, fragrant flower beds, and a serene koi pond. A sense of tranquility pervades the monastery, as if the monks have found a way to escape the turmoil of the outside world.
Prompt: The Alchemist's Workshop: Tucked away in a hidden alley behind a bustling tavern lies a ramshackle alchemist's workshop. The air hums with the low hiss of bubbling potions and the rhythmic clinking of glassware. Strange, otherworldly plants line the shelves, their glowing leaves casting an eerie light on the cluttered workbench. A hunched figure, draped in a stained apron and goggles perched on their forehead, meticulously tends to a crackling retort. Their brow furrows in concentration as they add a shimmering crystal dust to the bubbling concoction, a wisp of emerald smoke curling upwards. This scene captures the essence of a solitary scholar, forever pushing the boundaries of knowledge with a blend of science and magic, their dedication fueled by a relentless pursuit of the unknown.
Prompt: In an enchanted snow-laden forest where northern lights dance with sugar plum fairies, stands a mystical reindeer carved from ancient heartwood blessed by Father Christmas himself. Its body pulses with warm golden light, casting moving shadows of tiny workshop elves across the snow. Its antlers, woven from frost-touched branches, cradle shimmering ornaments of never-melting ice and magical mistletoe that grants wishes to pure hearts. Crimson ribbons of aurora weave through its crown, while frost phoenixes nest in its illuminated branches. Where its wooden hooves touch the ground, candy cane saplings and crystalline roses bloom in the snow. The air sparkles with cinnamon-scented stardust, as tinkling bells echo from its core, playing forgotten carols of the First Christmas. Throughout its wooden form, windows reveal miniature scenes of toy-making workshops and cookie-baking sprites.
Prompt: A spectral phoenix manifests in an enchanted underwater grotto, its ethereal form composed of bioluminescent particles and shimmering currents. Its feathers ripple like gossamer fins, emitting a soft, otherworldly glow that illuminates the dark waters. Coral formations in impossible colors spiral around the phoenix, creating a natural throne. Schools of phantasmal fish with translucent bodies swirl around the majestic creature, their scales refracting the phoenix's light into dazzling patterns. In the background, ancient merfolk ruins loom, overgrown with luminous sea flora and protected by shimmering magical barriers. Streams of bubbles rise from the sea floor, carrying whispers of long-forgotten secrets. The phoenix's eyes gleam with depths of wisdom that rival the ocean itself, while its presence seems to command the ebb and flow of the tides.
Prompt: A lone, weathered druid stood atop a windswept cliff, gazing out at a vast, rolling ocean churned emerald by a brewing storm. The air crackled with the tang of salt and the approaching tempest. Sunlight, momentarily breaking through the dark clouds, cast a fleeting golden glow upon the druid's worn leather armor adorned with intricate leaf patterns. In their hand, a gnarled staff, carved from an ancient oak, pulsed faintly with a verdant light, echoing the power of the coming storm. Behind them, nestled amongst the roots of a colossal, wind-twisted tree, lay the entrance to a hidden grove, its entrance marked by a ring of towering mushrooms that glowed with an otherworldly blue light. This scene captured the essence of a guardian at the precipice of a battle, a protector of nature about to face the fury of the sea, their connection to the wild a beacon of hope against the encroaching storm.
Prompt: A mystical landscape unfolds with towering, mist-wreathed mountains. Beneath, an ancient, enchanted forest thrives, its trees glowing faintly with bioluminescent moss. A crystal-clear river, shimmering with magical light, cascades into a serene lake surrounded by fields of ethereal, glowing flowers.
Nestled by the lake is a mystical ruin, its stone archways and pillars entwined with luminescent vines. Beyond the lake, an open meadow is dotted with fairy rings and mysterious standing stones, pulsating with arcane energy.
In the distance, a towering, dormant volcano emits a soft, eerie glow from its lava tubes, scattered with shimmering crystals. The sky above is a kaleidoscope of shifting colors, and as night falls, it transforms into a mesmerizing display of stars and auroras, bathing the landscape in a mystical, otherworldly light.
Prompt: High atop a windswept peak, a lone figure, a griffin rider named Anya, scanned the horizon. Her loyal griffin, Valor, perched beside her, its keen eyes mirroring her own vigilance. Below them, a swirling vortex pulsed with malevolent energy, a gateway to the Blighted Lands. Anya gripped the hilt of her enchanted spear, its runes glowing faintly. They were the Skyguard, the last line of defense against the encroaching darkness. Every gust of wind carried whispers of the Blighted Ones, chilling reminders of the threat they faced. But Anya stood firm, her resolve as unwavering as the wind itself.
Prompt: A rugged fantasy landscape unfolds with towering, snow-capped mountains shrouded in mist. Below, dense evergreen forests cover rolling hills, their ancient trees creating a twilight beneath their canopies. A crystal-clear river cascades down from the mountains, forming a tranquil lake surrounded by wildflower-dotted meadows.
On the far side of the lake, an ancient, ivy-covered fortress stands on a plateau, overlooking the valley with its crumbling towers. Beyond this, vast grasslands stretch to the horizon, where wild horses roam, ending at a mysterious marshland shrouded in fog.
In the distance, a dormant volcano looms, its dark slopes dotted with glowing crystals. The sky above shifts in brilliant hues, transforming into a starlit tapestry at dusk, hinting at the world's deep, magical history.
Prompt: A twisted, gnarled forest, its ancient trees groaning under the weight of countless metal contraptions, formed a natural cathedral of iron and bark. Sunlight, filtered through a canopy of leaves interlaced with copper pipes and flickering gaslights, dusted the mossy ground in a dappled mosaic. Vines, thick as a man's arm, intertwined with cables and hoses, pulsed with a bioluminescent glow. In the distance, a colossal stone bridge, its arches adorned with the visages of forgotten heroes, spanned a chasm choked with churning steam. A rickety steam-powered carriage, resembling a giant dragonfly with whirring wings, traversed the bridge, its passengers – a mix of cloaked elves and dwarves sporting goggles and tinker tools – peering curiously into the swirling mist below. Here, the raw magic of the forest clashed with the whirring ingenuity of steampunk, creating a breathtakingly strange ecosystem where ancient wonders met fantastical inventions, all shrouded in an air of mystery and adventure.
Prompt: Deep within an enchanted forest of bioluminescent fungi, a massive moth dragon unfurls its wings. Its body is covered in soft, velvety fur that shimmers with an array of pastel colors, while its wings are adorned with intricate, glowing patterns that mimic constellations. Delicate antennae crown its head, pulsing with gentle light that seems to communicate with the surrounding flora. As it moves, spores of magical luminescence drift from its wings, sprouting into miniature, glowing mushrooms wherever they land. The creature's compound eyes reflect the myriad colors of its phosphorescent habitat, creating a kaleidoscopic effect. Floating around the moth dragon are tiny, fairy-like beings with wings of gossamer and bodies of pure light, drawn to the creature's gentle radiance. The forest floor beneath pulses with waves of soft, colorful light, responding to the moth dragon's movements in a hypnotic dance of hues.
Prompt: A hulking, moss-covered fortress loomed atop a craggy peak, its battlements adorned not with banners but with whirring cogs and telescoping cannons. Steam billowed from smokestacks grafted onto ancient watchtowers, their plumes mingling with the swirling morning mist. Below, a winding path, paved with cobblestones and reinforced steel tracks, snaked down the mountainside. A colossal steam-powered cart, resembling a fire-breathing iron serpent, chugged its way up, laden with barrels of unknown cargo and a contingent of dwarven warriors in riveted armor, their axes gleaming in the rising sun. In the distance, a plume of smoke rose from a hidden valley, hinting at a bustling dwarven city powered by ingenuity and fueled by the very mountain itself. This scene painted a picture of a bygone era reborn – a rugged, classic fantasy world reforged with the iron fist of steampunk innovation.
Prompt: Moonlight, fragmented by a canopy of twisted branches reaching like skeletal claws, cast an eerie glow on the moss-covered ruins. A lone figure, cloaked in tattered grey rags, navigated the treacherous path littered with crumbling masonry and overgrown with thorny vines. The air hummed with an unsettling silence, broken only by the occasional rustle of unseen creatures and the figure's ragged breaths. In the distance, a colossal obsidian statue, its features weathered smooth by time, loomed ominously against the star-dusted sky. Its sightless eyes seemed to follow the figure's every step, a silent guardian of secrets long buried. This scene captured the essence of a perilous exploration, a lone adventurer venturing into a forgotten city shrouded in mystery and an unsettling sense of danger.
Prompt: A sleek, iridescent blue dragon gliding over a misty, moonlit forest. Its serpentine body twists gracefully through the air, leaving a trail of sparkling frost in its wake. Below, an ancient elven city nestles in the treetops, its silver spires and delicate bridges illuminated by soft, magical lights. The full moon hangs large in the sky, casting an ethereal glow across the scene. Fireflies and glowing wisps dance around the dragon, creating a magical interplay of light. In the distance, snow-capped mountains loom, their peaks shrouded in clouds.
Prompt: A spectral dragon emerging from the boundary between the world of the living and the dead. Half of its body is corporeal, with iridescent scales and solid form, while the other half fades into a ghostly, translucent mist. The dragon's eyes glow with an otherworldly light, one a vibrant emerald, the other a misty white. It hovers over a landscape split down the middle - on one side, a lush, vibrant forest teeming with life; on the other, a haunting, ethereal realm of twisted trees and floating wisps. Where the two worlds meet, reality shimmer and warps. Spirits and nature elementals dance around the dragon, drawn to its power over both realms. The sky above is a swirling mix of day and night, with a golden sun and silver moon visible simultaneously.
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.
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