Prompt: Her body smooth, but thorns hidden,
A touch soft, though menacingly hidden.
As you approach, you can already feel her spell,
Sensual thorns, like a temptress' gift.
Under your eyelids lurks mystery,
Sometimes subtly teasing, sometimes wild sensuality.
With a single glance she pierces to the core,
And in its nature warmth hides and power.
Close to her is a dream - beautiful and fleeting,
To touch her is like crossing a solitary threshold.
A woman hedgehog - the sharpness of the senses in her,
She seduces you, though she herself is still free dreaming.
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Prompt: A water nymph, her long, silvery hair cascades down, glistening in the sunlight like threads of liquid silver. Her eyes are deep blue. They gaze with gentleness and understanding, as if they hide all the secrets of the place. The nymph smiles gently, and her smile is like the moonlight reflected in the water - gentle and mesmerizing. Her skin is pale, almost clear, with a subtle, pearly sheen. On her shoulders, arms and back, one can see delicate blue patterns reminiscent of swirling streams. Her hands are slender and delicate, with long fingers ending in subtle nails. The water nymph wears an ethereal, slightly translucent gown made of the finest materials that look as if woven from mist and water droplets. The gown shimmers in shades of blue, turquoise and silver. Its body is slender and voluptuous. Her shoulders and back are decorated with blue tattoos resembling waves and water drops. Her every movement is graceful, as if she were dancing to the rhythm of the quiet sounds of the forest and the waterfall. The nymph treads gently on the stones. On her ankles can be seen tiny silver bracelets that sound quietly with her every movement, adding a note of magic to her figure. Standing by a waterfall, the water nymph extends her hand, letting the water drops run down her fingers. Her smile is full of love and peace, and the entire forest seems to respond to her presence, filling with the quiet singing of birds and the sound of water. She is the embodiment of nature itself, inseparable from the waterfall she protects and nurtures.
Prompt: In the center of the painting, in a lush green valley surrounded by high, rocky hills, is an elegant marble gazebo entwined with blooming ivy and colorful flowers. In the middle of this gazebo, amidst comfortable velvet cushions, sits Calypso.Kalypso is stunningly beautiful, with a youthful, radiant complexion. Her long golden hair cascades down her back, reflecting the sun's rays and shining like gold. Her eyes, deep and mysterious, seem to hide the magic of the entire island. She smiles slightly, with a hint of melancholy, as if realizing the passage of time and her tragic destiny.She is dressed in an airy white gown that gently falls over her slender body, emphasizing her divine figure. The gown is girdled with a gold belt, and her arms are adorned with thin gold bracelets that glimmer in the sunlight. Calypso sits gracefully, one hand gently resting on a marble pillar, the other holding a lotus flower, symbolizing her immortality and divinity.In the background, through the open arcade of the gazebo, one can see the turquoise waters of the sea that surrounds the island of Ogygia, and the tall palm trees and exotic plants that make up the paradisiacal landscape. Birds sing joyfully, and a gentle wind moves the leaves of the trees, bringing with it the scents of flowers and salt water.Calypso, despite her heavenly beauty and peaceful surroundings, has sadness in her eyes and longing for her beloved Odysseus, who will soon leave her.
Prompt: The deck of a fishing boat. On the planks amidst the outstretched nets and fish, sits, a beautiful mermaid with long red hair. In her hand she holds an open clam shell with a pearl inside. She gives the shell to a young fisherman. The sea is calm, misty in the morning.
Prompt: A red-haired very old woman among the wide fields,
With pigtails standing out at the sides,
In colorful stockings that laugh at fate,
In a mini-skirt, sewn with an easy square voice.
By the haystack, rose in hand,
Pipi stands, with a smile on thin lips.
Freckled face, full of playful strength,
The world belongs to her, as she has a glimmer of night in her eyes.
Oversized shoes, from mud and adventures written,
They step proudly, in a dance across fields unknown.
In the background, the forest, the mill and the wind quietly whispers to her,
“Pipi, girl, your spirit is like an echo.”
She knows no fear, she knows no boredom of the day,
Pipi knows that freedom is her game.
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Prompt: In the embrace of her Beloved
Hugged by the heart that calls her,
The phoenix-woman in love sways, speechless,
Her happiness in the eyes, in the embrace familiar,
Calm as a river, warm, deep and constant.
Each breath full of tenderness without end,
Her body in his arms, lulled by the years.
Once she was a bird, but now, as a woman,
She finds happiness where love weaves.
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Prompt: DOT A woman stands against the soft, golden light of the setting sun. Her entire DOT figure is delicately DOT accentuated by the airy, DOT see-through fabric that wraps around her body from her shoulders to her feet, creating elegant folds. Her skin exudes a warm, pearly glow that contrasts with the deep blue sky. Long, silky hair falls over her shoulders and down her back, creating a natural frame for her beautiful, serene face. DOT Her hands are delicately placed in front of her, and her DOT slender legs are slightly bent, adding grace and dynamism to her figure. The overall composition emphasizes her ethereal elegance and natural beauty.
Prompt: The human element
In the heart of man, where thoughts soar,
There is something that sends light to the darkness,
Where quietly the eternal sound smolders,
Which, above the earth, lifts the soul into the mist.
It is not flesh, nor blood, nor bone,
It is something that lives in the depths of dreams,
What conscience twitches when night calls,
What shines hope amidst the toil of words.
It's a human element that sounds in eternity,
In questions, in grief, in love it weaves.
It is the spark that awakens the content of life,
What makes us something more than death.
Q
Prompt: An Asian young woman with a slender figure and long, dark hair tied in two ponytails that slightly wave as she moves.
She is wearing a see-through silver nightgown with a deep cut that reaches to her navel, which gently glitters in the torchlight, giving her an ethereal appearance.
She stands with her feet wide apart, in a half squat. Her taut muscles are clearly visible, indicating her readiness for action.
In her hands she holds a long wooden stick with elegant gold fittings on the ends. The stick is raised horizontally above her head. A traditional Japanese dojo, made of wood, with a full-width open shoji door that overlooks the night sky and full moon. The dojo's interior is illuminated by the warm glow of burning torches arranged on the walls.
The floor is covered with tatami mats, which are in good condition and clean. Nighttime, through the open door you can see the dark sky with a full moon, whose light illuminates the dojo, creating a contrast between the cold, silver light of the moon and the warm glow of the torches.
The torches illuminate the interior of the dojo, casting shadows on the walls and floor, adding drama and mystery to the scene.
Prompt: In the vast expanse of space, a woman with beautiful curves embodies a black hole. Her entire form is defined by a rainbow-colored event horizon. She spins and dances gracefully in the cosmos, with matter from stars and nebulae being drawn into her, forming a rainbow dress that flows around her shape. The vibrant colors of her dress shimmer and twirl, creating a mesmerizing display against the backdrop of the universe. The scene is filled with a sense of cosmic elegance and powerful beauty.
Prompt: Sitting by the fire of my feelings,
In a clearing hidden among the forest silence,
Under a starry sky, full of memories of you,
with a hat of sorrow, hiding the tears running down my cheeks.
The stallion quietly snorts, as if he understands my pain,
grazes next to me, accompanying me in silence.
I play a melancholy melody on the guitar of the soul,
and the sound of the wind in the boughs only intensifies the images I carry in my heart.
I would give up everything, sacrifice every thing,
so that I could hug you at least once more,
at least for a moment to stop time,
to feel the closeness that I have lost.
Prompt: Harmony of the Universe and Transcendental Being
In the space of silence, where the stars play a note,
The harmony of the universe flows in an eternal path.
There, amidst the dust and luminous paths,
She - a being of mist and radiance, like a pure miracle.
With every movement, the melody of the universe vibrates,
Her body - a transcendent shape, full of grace.
Gentle hands, like strings of harmony touch,
Piercing the heart with cosmic understanding.
When you look at her, the universe seems to sing,
In her eyes infinity, full of love and dreams.
A woman of harmony, eternal, flawless,
She is like eternity, connected to you - in one rhythm, without words.
Q
Prompt: The sun has just set, lighting up the sky with a red glow. Her heart breaks with despair, but this only motivates her to make the ultimate effort. A woman rides a strong horse at a gallop. The woman is dressed in a black leather jacket with white fur on the collar and black leather pants with silver buckles. On her feet are dark brown boots trimmed with white fur. When she passed the snowy top of the hill and looked down, she already knew she had won. There was a wide pier on the seashore and a boat beside it. In the distance a waiting sailing ship under full sail. On the pier an elegantly dressed man, a blue winter jacket with a fur collar in snow leopard. Elegant pants of the same color and black high top boots. The woman restrains her horse, which has almost come to a standstill, jumps off the horse and falls into the man's arms. -Love, you've been waiting! -Without you, dearest, life has no meaning. The man, embracing the woman, kisses her passionately.
Prompt: In the vast expanse of space, where billions of stars form an infinite wallpaper, an amazing spectacle appears. Against the backdrop of myriads of star points, shimmering in the boundless darkness, a mysterious figure begins to dance. This is a star dancer, a being composed of pure blue light. Her body is ethereal, immaterial, seeming to consist of a mist that sparkles and shimmers like the purest crystal. Her every movement leaves behind her a delicate, luminous streak that quickly fades away, as if it were just a memory of light. The dancer moves with extraordinary grace and speed, her movements are fluid and harmonious, as if she were one of the cosmic phenomena. She dances to the rhythm of an invisible melody, the notes of which seem to come from the very heart of the universe. She spins, flits and twirls in space, her body rippling and stretching, creating fantastic light patterns. Around her, in the distance, one can see colorful nebulae, pulsars and distant galaxies. Every element of the cosmic landscape seems to respond to her dance, as if she were the conductor of this infinite orchestra of light. Stars flash more intensely, and planets in the distance seem to follow her movements. The entire scene exudes a magical, almost transcendental calm and beauty. The star dancer is the embodiment of cosmic harmony, her dance is a visual symphony that combines elegance, speed and lightness. Her presence in the cosmos is a reminder that even in the greatest emptiness there is beauty and life.
Prompt: On the asteroid where the stars sleep,
The clockmaker of light lays her hands,
At a table of crystal, in silence the night lingers,
Through the prism of the rainbow, subtlety in pale radiance rises in counsel.
With a golden needle she sews time into dawn,
Scattering colours like dreams from a dream,
Each ray tuned to spin eternity,
In a luminous dance, like a heart's breath.
In her fingers flickers the whole universe trembling,
A second rises, a ray flows to the wind,
And in her eyes the sky, in silence swirls,
She creates light, as if she herself were the light of all time.
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Prompt: With a drop of rain I will paint you
And then for a long time alone - I won't believe it myself
A raindrop will be on your face
In that raindrop will be me - and you will take me with you
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Prompt: In the heart of the magical forest, where moss softly covers the ground and ancient trees spread their spreading branches, there was the peaceful silence of the morning. The rays of the rising sun shone through the leaves, creating dancing patches of light on the ground.
On one of the lower branches of an old oak tree, wrapped in thick moss, sat an unusual visitor. A small mosquito, no bigger than a pea, held a miniature bottle of wine in his hand. His movements were shaky and his eyes glittered from drunkenness. Mosquito, in his drunken state, sipped wine from a bottle whose label had long since worn off.
Before him, like a magical masterpiece, stretched a silver web. Dewdrops, hanging on delicate threads, shimmered gold in the morning light. The web was like nature's jewelry, shiny and fragile. The mosquito, captivated by its beauty, with his other hand began to gently tug on one of the threads, as if trying to extract a melody from it. The sound was barely audible, resembling a quiet, illusory tone that mingled with the rustle of leaves.
However, as is often the case in fairy tales, every beauty has its dark side. Behind the mosquito, in the shadow of a branch, lurked a powerful spider. Its large, shining eyes were directed at the carefree mosquito. The spider had long, thin legs that moved gently across the web, trying not to make any sound. Its maw was armed with white, sharp teeth that glinted ominously in the sunlight.
Prompt: A small young girl hugs the head of a hairy, horned, mythical monster. A beautifully decorated ball gown. She is happy and smiling. Mythical forest large clearing. Fog, sunrise. Spring.
Prompt: The Female Archer is clad in a transparent, ethereal gown that flows slightly in the wind, barely covering her body. The dress is decorated with delicate, silvery patterns resembling leaves and flowers that shimmer in the moonlight. Through the material of the dress you can see her slender figure and delicate, almost transparent skin that seems to emanate an inner glow. She has long silver hair that cascades down her back and waves slightly in the wind. Her eyes are intensely green, full of wisdom and mystery, surrounded by thick eyelashes. Delicate, clearly defined cheekbones add nobility to her face. Around her neck she wears a necklace with a magical amulet that gently pulsates with mysterious light. He stands confidently, with a gentle smile on his lips, holding an elegant bow made of magical wood in his hand. The arrow he is preparing to shoot has silver feathers and a shiny tip. Around her you can see ancient trees with thick trunks, covered with moss and vines. Multicolored, luminescent plants grow on the ground, adding a magical charm to the scenery. There is a delicate mist in the air, through which rays of moonlight penetrate, giving the entire scenery an almost unreal appearance.
Prompt: Królowa Lodu. Długie falujące blond włosy. Diadem z niebieskimi kryształami lodu. Zimne niebieskie oczy. Skóra biała i zimna. Ubrana w białe krótkie futerko i suknie z lodowych sopli. Jedzie w zimowych saniach z płozami. Sanie ciągną dwa białe konie. Zimowy wieczór.
Prompt: DOT A young woman stands against the soft, golden light of the setting sun. Her entire DOT figure is delicately DOT accentuated by the airy, DOT see-through fabric that wraps around her body from her shoulders to her feet, creating elegant folds. Her skin exudes a warm, pearly glow that contrasts with the deep blue sky. Long, silky hair falls over her shoulders and down her back, creating a natural frame for her beautiful, serene face. DOT Her hands are delicately placed in front of her, and her DOT slender legs are slightly bent, adding grace and dynamism to her figure. The overall composition emphasizes her ethereal elegance and natural beauty.
Prompt: A young woman stands against the soft, golden light of the setting sun. Her figure is delicately accentuated by the airy, see-through fabric that flows around her body like a wave. Her skin exudes a warm, pearly glow that contrasts with the deep blue sky. Long, silky hair falls to her shoulders, creating a natural frame for her beautiful, serene face. Her gaze is full of wisdom and mystery, and the gentle smile on her lips adds an ethereal elegance to her figure.
Prompt: When it's time to go to sleep, the dusk will quietly drift away,
A dreamy mist will envelop me, like a soft mold.
The weight of daily cares will vanish, The quiet whisper will die away,
And the soul will flow in peace where there are no tears.
Darkness will close its eyes, time will cease to run,
In the embrace of the night I will rest, like the sea's end.
Before the dawn comes, I will fall asleep in the golden sheets of dreams,
And my heart will at last find peace in the eternal white.
Do not be afraid of this silence, it is not the end of the roads,
It is but a small moment to rest again.
When it's time to go to sleep, wait without fear,
For a new day will awaken you in luminous rapture.
Q
Prompt: Medusa, has long, wavy hair, some strands of which resemble snakes, delicately braided in an elegant manner. Her eyes are green, glittering like snakes, mesmerising and slightly frightening. Medusa's skin is pale, almost porcelain, with a delicate sheen.
Ancient Greek armour, subtly accentuates her feminine figure. The armour is decorated with fine gold ornaments that give her the appearance of a goddess of war. In her left hand she holds a shield decorated with engraved serpent motifs, and in her right hand she wields a sword with a shiny, silvery blade.
The temple, surrounded by marble columns and intricate carvings on the walls. The glow of torches illuminates the space.
Prompt: A group of naked elves, beautiful female figures glisten from the drops of sweat on their skin, around a campfire. Some are dancing with goblets of wine, some are drinking and laughing joyfully, some are jumping with their arms raised to their sides in joy. A mythical forest where the trees are covered with moss and the light of the full moon magically illuminates the scenery.
Prompt: Masked by a transparent blue as well as delicate as her robes, a small veil covering only the lower part of her face. A wild desert warrior with crossed swords on her back, riding on a huge spider through the rocky desert. Fog, morning.
Prompt: In the heart of a mythical ancient forest, where age-old trees weave their branches to form a dense canopy, there is a large forest clearing. It is winter, and the entire clearing is covered with a thick layer of snow that glistens in the light of the winter sun. There is a frosty mist in the air, giving the scene an ethereal and mystical feel. An unusual figure appears in the middle of the clearing. She is a woman of fiery embers, whose body pulsates and flickers like a living flame. As she steps on the snow, small patches of melted snow form around her feet and steam rises in the air. Her skin appears to be woven from pure fire, flickering in shades of red, orange and gold. Flames dance on her surface, creating ever-changing patterns that exude warmth and strength. Her movements are fluid and graceful, as if she is one with the energy around her. Each step, each gesture leaves behind streaks of fire that slowly blur into mist. The creature moves with delicacy and elegance, as if dancing to the invisible melody of nature. Shimmering sparks can be seen around the fiery being, who seems to be attracted to her energy. Frost settles on the trees and bushes around the clearing, shining in her light like thousands of tiny crystals. The clearing is illuminated by the soft, diffused light of the winter sun, which penetrates the fog, creating a mystical, almost supernatural landscape.
Prompt: Joy and hope.
The sun rose with a warm smile,
The morning cuddles the day in its arms,
Let the world be filled with laughter,
And the heart trembles in joyful tones.
Memories like butterflies light,
Swirl in the golden glow of the sky,
Though yesterday was grey with sadness,
Today we only need happiness!
Q
Prompt: A little young girl hugs the head of a unicorn. Damaged torn ball gown. She is happy and smiling. Mythical forest large clearing. Fog, sunrise.
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.
