Prompt: The shadows of death, they silently creep,
Through valleys dark and mountains steep,
With icy fingers and a haunting chill,
They cast their pall, with a sense of ill will.
They lurk in corners and hide in the night,
Shrouded in darkness, devoid of light,
Their presence eerie, their touch so cold,
A reminder that life is fragile and bold.
They whisper softly, in hushed tones low,
Invoking fear, wherever they go,
They dance in moonlight, with grace and gloom,
Casting shadows, like an omen of doom.
But amidst the darkness, a glimmer of light,
A beacon of hope, shining so bright,
For life's flame flickers, in the face of death,
Defying shadows, with every breath.
So, fear not the shadows, though they may loom,
For life's spirit shines, in the face of gloom,
Embrace the light, with courage and might,
And let your soul, be a beacon of light.
Prompt: In a pristine wonderland, so serene,
Nature's masterpiece, a breathtaking scene.
Snow-capped peaks, standing tall,
Glistening in the sunlight, captivating all.
A blanket of white, untouched and pure,
Untouched by man, a sight so sure.
Crystal-clear lakes, reflecting the sky,
A haven of peace, where souls can fly.
A winter's dream, a frosty delight,
A symphony of stillness, a silent night.
Where wildlife roams, in harmony,
In this pristine wonderland, so free.
Nature's wonders, in every view,
A treasure trove, for me and you.
A world untamed, a beauty divine,
In this pristine wonderland, pure and prime.
Prompt: Vintage Big Top Circus with Trapeze Artist, Elephants, And Clowns , in the style of Louis Icart, watercolor and ink, Inspired by Norman Rockwell
Prompt: Every breath you take, I feel,
A love so strong, it's truly real,
Each beat of your heart, a rhythm true,
A melody that brings me close to you.
Your presence lingers in the air,
A scent, a touch, beyond compare,
Your voice, a symphony to my ear,
A harmony that draws me near.
Every breath you take, a treasure bright,
A gift of love, a guiding light,
A bond that's formed, an unbreakable tie,
A love that fills me, sky high.
So hold me close, don't let me go,
For in your arms, my heart's aglow,
With every breath you take, my love,
You're all I need, my treasure trove.
Prompt: In the woods, where silence spoke,
Stood a tree, a grand old oak.
Its branches crooked, leaves now shed,
Beneath its boughs, the spirits tread.
Ghosts of yore, with tales untold,
Whispered secrets, dark and bold.
Their voices echoed in the breeze,
Carrying whispers through the trees.
Legends of battles long ago,
Love lost, and treasures below.
Their sorrow hung in the air,
A haunting melody, a mournful prayer.
But those who listened with open heart,
Found solace in the ghosts' impart.
For in their stories, wisdom dwelt,
Of lessons learned and truths unfelt.
So, if you dare, approach with care,
The ghosts of the old oak, unaware.
Listen close, and you may find,
Answers to questions of heart and mind.
Prompt: In slumber's grasp, I fell so deep,
Where dreams and reality entwine,
A world so strange, a secret keep,
A realm that's neither yours nor mine.
I saw a dream, so vivid, bright,
A fleeting vision, fleet and fast,
But when I woke, with morning's light,
It slipped away, a memory lost.
I reached out to grasp it tight,
To hold it close, to make it stay,
But it slipped through my fingers light,
A phantom, vanishing away.
And then I woke, with a start,
To find myself in waking's gleam,
And wondered, with a heavy heart,
Was it reality or just a dream?
A dream within a dream, it seems,
A fleeting moment, passing by,
A whisper in the realm of dreams,
A treasure lost, a wistful sigh.
So, hold your dreams, both big and small,
Embrace them tight, don't let them go,
For they may fade, like shadows fall,
A dream within a dream, you'll know.
Let them linger, let them gleam,
And cherish every fleeting scene,
For dreams within dreams hold mystery,
A realm of wonder, a glimpse of glee.
Prompt: Pontus, primordial god of the sea profound,
A deity of vastness, with mysteries abound.
With waves that crash and tides that flow,
Your domain stretches far and wide, a watery show.
From the depths of the abyss to the shores so wide,
You hold the oceans in your majestic tide.
With seahorses and whales, with fish and corals,
Your kingdom thrives, a realm of wonders.
Pontus, ruler of the fathomless deep,
Your currents dance, your secrets keep.
With storms that rage and calm that ensues,
Your moods are many, a symphony of hues.
Your watery realm, a world of fascination,
Teeming with life and eternal fascination.
Pontus, god of the sea, so awe-inspiring,
A force of nature, forever inspiring.
In your domain, the oceans vast and wide,
You reign supreme, a deity of tide.
Pontus, primordial god of the sea so grand,
A symbol of power, forever to stand.
Prompt: Hemera, goddess bright and fair,
With golden rays and radiant glare,
Bringing dawn with your gentle touch,
Banishing darkness, oh, so much!
Born from Chaos, primordial birth,
You bring the world new life and mirth,
Your light awakens Earth each day,
Guiding us with your warmest ray.
From eastern horizon you arise,
Painting the sky with vibrant dyes,
Bringing hope to every heart,
A brand new day, a fresh new start.
Hemera, goddess of daylight's grace,
You light our world with your embrace,
Forever shining, forever true,
With you, each day is born anew.
Prompt: Nyx, primordial queen of night,
With darkness draped in starry light,
A shadowy veil across the skies,
Where mysteries and secrets rise.
Born from Chaos, ancient and vast,
Your realm envelops all at last,
Your cloak of darkness shrouds the day,
Bringing rest and dreams our way.
In the quiet hours of midnight's reign,
You hold the world in your domain,
With twinkling stars and moon's soft glow,
You cast a spell on all below.
Nyx, goddess of the hidden hour,
Your depths hold ancient, timeless power,
A realm of quiet, calm and peace,
Where troubled souls find sweet release.
As stars adorn the nocturnal skies,
Nyx's presence never dies,
A goddess of primordial might,
Who rules the realm of tranquil night.
Prompt: Aether, god of ethereal light,
A dazzling presence, pure and bright,
The breath of life that fills the skies,
A realm of brilliance, where light flies.
Born from Chaos, in primordial fire,
A force that soars, a radiant pyre,
A realm above, the upper air,
Where brilliance shines beyond compare.
Aether, god of rarefied height,
With golden hues and shimmering light,
You paint the heavens with celestial blaze,
A realm of splendor, an endless maze.
Your essence fills the boundless skies,
Where stars and galaxies arise,
A realm of beauty, a realm of grace,
Aether, you illuminate all space.
You are the essence of the skies,
The breath of life that never dies,
A primordial force, forever bright,
Aether, god of wondrous light.
Prompt: Erebos, god of deepest night,
A shadowed realm devoid of light,
A shroud of darkness, ancient and vast,
From Chaos born, a shadow cast.
A realm of black, where light can't reach,
Erebos, your darkness knows no breach,
A void of silence, profound and still,
A realm that holds a mystic thrill.
In the depths of night, your power lies,
Concealing secrets from mortal eyes,
A realm of mystery, veiled and deep,
Where ancient whispers softly creep.
Erebos, god of the hidden veil,
Your darkness hides a timeless tale,
Enveloping all in your embrace,
A realm where shadows dance in grace.
Though feared by some for your murky might,
Erebos, you hold a mystic light,
A reminder that in darkness, too,
There's beauty and wonder to pursue.
Prompt: A patchwork landscape, petals rain, flowers, wet on wet watercolour, muted colours, swiftly flows the river, wet on wet watercolour, patchwork by Josephine Wall, Daniel Merriam, Pino Daeni
Prompt: A mountain village, stone-paved street with flowers and overgrown cliff view behind, add much more colourful flowers, blooming village, By Jean-Baptiste Monge, Catherine Abel, ink and watercolour illustration. Incorporate fantastical creatures like fairies or dragons into the scene to create a sense of whimsy and enchantment. Add a gentle breeze that rustles the flowers and trees, or show a character walking down the street to give the scene a sense of movement and life. Use light and shadow to create depth and contrast in the scene, highlighting certain areas and casting others into shadow.Use a range of brushstrokes and textures to create depth and dimension in the scene, giving it a tactile and immersive quality.Add a character or characters to the scene that suggest a story or adventure, creating a sense of intrigue and possibility. Use bold, saturated colors to make the scene pop and create a sense of drama and intensity.Use perspective to show the scale of the village in relation to the towering cliff behind it, giving the scene a sense of grandeur and awe.
Prompt: A Cute Little Redhead Girl with Blue Eyes Turns Her Head and Smirk's a Little Smile at the Camera as the London Bridge Burns into a Raging Inferno. In the Style of Aleksei Vinogradov, In the Style of Nicoletta Ceccoli, In the Style of Jean-Baptiste Monge, In the Style of Jasmine Becket Griffith, Acrylic Paint Concept Art, 16K 15360 × 8640 Native Resolution, Fantasy, Ambient Occlusion
Street scene after the thunderstorm, damaged vinta
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Prompt: Street scene after the thunderstorm, damaged vintage cars buried under trees, in the rain, flood, splashing water drops, by Jean-Baptiste Monge, Ivan Bilibin, Albert Bierstadt, Reza Badrossama, watercolor ink, pencil sketch, splash art, intricate details, fantasy, beautiful, oil on canvas, award winning, imperial colours, fantastic view, radient colours, very attractive, crisp quality
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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