Prompt: There I was, minding my own business when out of the blue, chaos came to call. I thought I had been through it all, but tonight's darkness seemed different. All I wanted was to get through it, but even I could sense something was coming, something with me at the center of it.
Prompt: Deep in the Amazon, heavy vines and thick forest canopy, moist and earthy, white tiger on a path watercolor and ink, in the style of Sherry Akrami.
Prompt: A lone pirate stands on the deck of her ship, a majestic ship at sunset. A golden beige parchment held in her hand, and some red rose petals, as she scans the beautiful horizon. Her long green dress billows behind her, its folds drawn in rough, textured strokes. The wind whips her long reddish-blond hair, which falls like a golden curtain around her face. Ocean waves crash against the ship's wooden planks, casting a dramatic glow on the scene. The golden brushstrokes shine like treasure spread across the canvas, illuminating the pirate's intense blue-green gaze. In the shadows, dark colors reign supreme: shades of dark gold, dark green, and dark purple blend seamlessly with the sunset, as if the light itself had been painted into the matte finish of this incredibly detailed masterpiece. Aaron Horkey
Prompt: The Big Bang theory is the prevailing cosmological model that explains the universe's early development. According to this theory, the universe began as a hot, dense point and has been expanding and cooling ever since. This expansion is thought to have started approximately 13.8 billion years ago.
Prompt: Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
Nameless here for evermore.
Prompt: Dragon and knight face each other. The dragon breathes fire at the knight wielding a sword and shield, and the knight uses a shield to deflect the flames for the killing blow with the sword
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.
