Prompt: In the heart of a forgotten realm, where mist clung like a shroud and ancient ruins whispered secrets of a bygone era, a hidden waterfall cascaded into a crystal-clear pool. Its waters, shimmering with an ethereal glow, were said to possess a mystical power, capable of healing the wounded and restoring lost memories. Beneath the waterfall's veil of spray, a hidden grotto beckoned, its entrance shrouded in emerald ferns and delicate wildflowers. Within this sanctuary of tranquility, a lone figure stood, their silhouette etched against the cascading water. Their face, obscured by the shadows, held an air of weary determination, their eyes reflecting the depths of the pool's mystical glow. As the water's gentle murmur filled the air, the figure stepped into the grotto, seeking solace and renewal in the embrace of the hidden waterfall's magic.
Prompt: Carved into the side of a colossal, dormant volcano, a dwarven city glowed with an inner fire. Molten gold, channeled from the volcano's heart, streamed down intricately carved channels, illuminating soaring obsidian towers and bustling marketplaces. Steam vents wreathed the city in a perpetual twilight, tinged crimson by the embers at the volcano's peak. Above, on a platform carved from obsidian, a lone dwarven king surveyed his domain. His beard, the color of spun gold, flowed down his chest like a river of molten metal. Below, dwarven warriors practiced in the courtyards, their axes flashing in the golden light. The rhythmic clanging of hammers echoed from forges deep within the mountain, a constant hum that spoke of industry and resilience. This was a kingdom built on fire and forged in the heart of a mountain, a testament to the dwarven spirit that thrived in the face of immense heat and hardship.
Prompt: Beneath a blood-red double sun, a colossal sandstone skull, etched with forgotten symbols, leered at the unforgiving desert. Wind, howling like a banshee, scoured the bleached bones, whistling a mournful tune through the empty eye sockets. Inside the skull, a network of rickety wooden walkways, cobbled together with scrap metal, snaked through the cavernous space. Glowing orbs, powered by captured lightning harnessed from rare desert storms, pulsed softly, revealing murals depicting scenes of a lost civilization that tamed the harsh environment. In the distance, a lone, skeletal windmill, its blades long still, cast a jagged shadow against the crimson sky. This scene offered a haunting beauty, a stark contrast between the harshness of the desert and the ingenuity of a long-lost people, forever etched in the bleached bones of a forgotten giant.
Prompt: A celestial dragon coiled around a miniature planet, floating in the heart of a nebula. The dragon's body is translucent and starry, as if cut from the fabric of space itself. Its eyes are swirling galaxies, and its breath creates trails of stardust. The small planet it protects is lush and green, with tiny continents and oceans visible. Surrounding them, the nebula is a breathtaking tapestry of cosmic colors - vibrant pinks, purples, and blues, with streaks of golden starlight. Comets and asteroids drift by in lazy orbits. In the distance, other celestial dragons can be glimpsed, each guarding their own worlds amidst the cosmic expanse.
Prompt: Two crimson moons cast an eerie glow on a colossal, emerald-misted sea. A weathered stone hand, crowned with single, ruby-red stars, breached the surface, pointing a silent accusation at the heavens. Upon its palm, a coral forest held the ruins of a forgotten city, its strange symbols glowing faintly in the alien light. Bioluminescent fish, living jewels, danced amidst crumbling towers, a fleeting beauty against the leviathan's mournful call echoing in the mist.
Prompt: A weathered stone bridge, its arches adorned with the petrified remains of long-extinct griffins, spanned a chasm choked with swirling mist. Sunlight, filtered through the churning fog, cast an ethereal glow on the bridge's moss-covered surface. A cloaked figure, their face obscured by shadow, pushed a laden cart piled high with sacks of glimmering crystals across the bridge. The rhythmic clinking of the crystals mingled with the mournful cry of unseen birds circling the abyss below. The air crackled with a faint electrical hum emanating from the crystals, hinting at a powerful magic they contained. This scene captured the essence of a perilous journey, a lone trader carrying precious cargo across a treacherous bridge, their destination shrouded in the swirling mists and the secrets they held.
Prompt: High atop a colossal, petrified mushroom the size of a city, a lone wind chime crafted from shimmering dragon scales swayed in the gentle breeze. Sunlight, dappled by the bioluminescent ferns clinging to the mushroom's underside, cast a mesmerizing dance of light and shadow on the tranquil scene below. Nestled amongst the mushroom's gills, shimmering like iridescent jewels, were miniature houses built from seashells and coral. Tiny figures, no bigger than a man's thumb, with iridescent wings like dragonflies, flitted between the houses, carrying baskets overflowing with luminous berries. This scene captured the essence of a fantastical microcosm, where a community of winged humanoids thrived in a miniature utopia, their ingenuity and harmony a testament to the beauty found in unexpected places.
Prompt: High atop a colossal, petrified tree, its branches reaching like gnarled fingers towards a blood-red double sun, a lone figure knelt. Clothed in shimmering leather armor etched with swirling constellations, they traced a symbol on a weathered scroll with a fingertip aglow with an inner light. The air vibrated with a low hum, charged with arcane energy. Below, the vast desert landscape stretched out, a tapestry of crimson sand dunes and shattered rock formations. Scattered across the landscape, the bleached white bones of colossal sandworms lay like fallen giants, a testament to the harshness of the environment. In the distance, a shimmering oasis shimmered like a mirage, a beacon of hope in this unforgiving world. This scene captured the essence of a determined scholar, deciphering ancient secrets in the shadow of a petrified giant, their pursuit of knowledge fueled by the promise of life amidst the desolation.
Prompt: In the Chronosphere Palace, where Father Time brews liquid moments in endless hourglasses, dances a transcendent phoenix born from the essence of midnight itself. Its body shimmers with temporal mercury, each feather a living constellation marking a different era, while its wings unfurl to reveal infinite doorways to celebrations across all dimensions. Wherever it soars, reality ripples like champagne waves, releasing temporal bubbles containing glimpses of future festivities, while spectral party guests from every century waltz through the air. Ancient clockwork dragons orbit its aura, their gears meshing with the cosmic timepiece that controls the universe's grand countdown, as streams of pure possibility flow from its crystal heart, transforming into confetti made from tomorrow's dreams and yesterday's fondest memories.
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: In the heart of a prismatic crystal cavern, a colossal chameleon dragon rests on a throne of ever-changing gemstones. Its scales continuously shift in color and pattern, perfectly mimicking and enhancing the kaleidoscopic reflections of the surrounding crystals. The dragon's eyes are multifaceted like cut diamonds, refracting light in mesmerizing patterns. Its prehensile tail wraps around a pillar of opal, causing ripples of color to surge through the stone. Crystalline growths sprout from the dragon's spine and crest, forming a crown that chimes softly with each movement. Floating around the majestic creature are orbs of pure, liquid color that occasionally merge with its scales, adding new hues to its ever-changing palette. The cavern floor is a mirror-like surface of polished crystal, creating an infinite reflection of this iridescent realm and its chameleonic guardian.
Prompt: In the heart of a primordial forest, a colossal world-tree pierces the clouds, its branches spanning the horizon. Wrapped around its trunk is an ancient earth dragon, its bark-like scales seamlessly blending with the tree's texture. The dragon's eyes, like pools of amber sap, watch as a phoenix of pure sunlight dances through the canopy, leaving trails of golden leaves in its wake. Smaller dragons nest among the branches, their elements reflecting the diversity of the forest - some breathe mist, others spark with bio-luminescence. The phoenix's light filters through the leaves, creating a dappled, enchanted glow throughout the woodland. Magical creatures scurry along the dragon's mossy back, while others take flight alongside the radiant phoenix. The union of the grounding dragon and the ethereal phoenix infuses the entire forest with a palpable, thrumming energy of life and renewal.
Prompt: A majestic phoenix with iridescent feathers of crimson, gold, and sapphire perches on an ancient, gnarled tree branch. Its tail feathers trail like living flames, casting a warm glow on the surrounding mystical forest. The phoenix's eyes sparkle with ancient wisdom, and small embers float around its beak. Below, a clear pond reflects the creature's radiance, its surface rippling with magic. Tiny, bioluminescent fairies dance around the phoenix, leaving trails of stardust in their wake. In the background, floating islands covered in lush, otherworldly vegetation hover in a twilight sky streaked with auroras.
Prompt: A gnarled, skeletal forest stretched beneath a bruised purple sky. The once-proud trees, twisted into nightmarish shapes by an unknown blight, stood like petrified screams against the desolate landscape. The ground crunched beneath every step, choked with a carpet of brittle black leaves that whispered secrets in the wind. In the distance, a colossal obsidian fortress loomed, its towers adorned with skeletal trophies - the bleached remains of unfortunate explorers. An unnatural mist clung to the fortress walls, swirling and pulsating with an eerie inner light. From within, a guttural roar echoed, a sound that sent shivers down the spine and spoke of a monstrous power that dwelled in this forsaken place. Here, beauty had been corrupted, twisted into a macabre reflection of its former glory, a chilling reminder of the price of unchecked darkness.
Prompt: From the churning abyss of a storm-wracked sky, a colossal, obsidian dragon descended, its scaled hide glinting like black ice. Below, upon a precipice kissed by crimson sunlight, stood an elven warrior, a paragon of grace and defiance. Clad in armor that shimmered like moonlight, she raised her longsword, a blade of ethereal blue, as the dragon unleashed a torrent of fiery breath. In that moment, as the world was painted in hues of crimson and silver, the stage was set for a battle that would echo through eternity.
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: In a realm where reality bends, a gargantuan celestial dragon stretches across the sky, its serpentine body forming constellations and nebulae. Its scales shimmer with the light of a thousand stars, and cosmic dust trails from its whiskers. Perched atop the dragon's head is a resplendent phoenix, its feathers a swirling inferno of solar flares and plasma. Smaller dragons of various elements - earth, water, fire, and air - dance around the celestial pair, their bodies leaving trails of their respective elements. The phoenix trills a song of creation, causing new worlds to spark into existence in the cosmic dragon's wake. Below, a fantastic landscape unfolds, with floating islands, inverted mountains, and rivers of liquid starlight, all teeming with magical creatures born from the harmony of the dragon and phoenix's union.
Prompt: A clockwork dragon perched atop a massive steampunk fortress-city. The dragon's body is a marvel of brass gears, pistons, and intricate metalwork, with steam occasionally venting from its joints. Its eyes glow with arcane energy, a fusion of magic and technology. The fortress below is a sprawling maze of turning cogs, spinning turbines, and twisting pipes, all powered by a combination of steam and magical crystals. Airships and flying machines buzz around the dragon like metallic insects. The sky is a hazy amber, tinged with the smoke from countless chimneys. In the dragon's claws rests a gigantic clockwork key, suggesting it might be the lynchpin of this entire mechanical world.
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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