Prompt: Two women in a bed. One is sitting on the edge. Heavily tattoed. Long messy dark hair. Cut-out black top. Black thigh-high socks. / The other woman lies sleeping. Messy blond hair. Nose ring. Faint smile. Short pink pijamas.
Prompt: Barren field with traces of battle. Tall lean woman in chainmail. Looks tired. Tattoed face. Fierce green eyes. Stains of mud and blood. Blond hair braided into intricate patterns. Smudgy face. Wields a longsword. Leans to a flagpole with torn flag. Red lights of a sunset.
Prompt: Humbaba's roar is a Flood, his mouth is Fire, his breath Death! He can hear any rustling in his forest 100 leagues away! Who would go down into his forest! Who among even the Igigi gods can confront him? In order to keep the Cedar safe, Enlil assigned him as a terror to human beings
Prompt: Cozy bedroom. Dark tones. Strong buxom woman. Short hair cropped up at one side. Deep brown eyes. Thick dark lips. Lopsided sneer. Soft seethrough red turtleneck knit top. Tight shorts. Black thigh-high socks. Sits on comfortable bed with black kitten.
Prompt: THERE was darkness under Heaven
For an hour’s space—
Darkness that we knew was given
Us for special grace.
Sun and moon and stars were hid,
God had left His Throne,
When Helen came to me, she did,
Helen all alone!
Prompt: Young buxom girl chilling in a garden. Long messy dark hair. Blue headband. Dark green eyes. Puffy lips. Cut-out thin fluffy blue sweater. Short skirt. Soft white thigh-high socks. Little pond with nympheas. Tranquil atmosphere.
Prompt: The Stranger within my gate,
He may be true or kind,
But he does not talk my talk—
I cannot feel his mind.
I see the face and the eyes and the mouth,
But not the soul behind.
Prompt: Lush woman in long red velvet dress. Black hair in a bun. Sitting on a carved chair. Playing a carved guitar. Wooden floor with intricate inlays.
Prompt: Hush—What appeal
From inexorable Fate?
The gods can feel
Nor Love nor hate.
They strike blindly for our evil and as blindly for our good—
Caring not if Honour follow on the sword blow or our blood.
Prompt: Muscular woman on a forest clearing. Fierce yellow eyes. Messy blond hair with black streaks. Short yellow top and skirt with black tiger stripes. Large pointy teeth. Biting into a big chunk of meat.
Prompt: Buxom freckled girl with thick eyeglasses. Short brown hair. Orange turtleneck sweater. Brown skirt. Orange kneesocks. Sitting in an ancient library at night. Studying a book. Torchlight.
Prompt: To the Heavens above us
O look and behold
The Planets that love us
All harnessed in gold!
What chariots, what horses
Against us shall bide
While the Stars in their courses
Do fight on our side?
Prompt: Joy, thou shining spark of God,
Daughter of Elysium,
With fiery rapture, goddess,
We approach thy shrine!
Your magic reunites those
Whom stern custom has parted;
All men will become brothers
Under your protective wing.
Prompt: Voluptuous cheerful chubby woman with long black hair. Wearing white dungarees with large black spots. Hairband with cow horns. Surrounded with jars of milk. Pouring milk on herself.
Prompt: There is a place where Scorpio bends his pincers in twin arcs, and, with his tail and his curving arms stretched out to both sides, spreads his body and limbs over two star signs. When the boy saw this monster drenched with black and poisonous venom threatening to wound him with its arched sting, robbed of his wits by chilling horror, he dropped the reins.
Prompt: The eighth is Lofn, who is kind and good to those who call upon her, and she has permission from Alfather or
Frigg to bring together men and women, no matter what difficulties may stand in the way; therefore "love" is
so called from her name, and also that which is much loved by men.
Prompt: The third asa is he who is called Njord. He dwells in Noatun, which is in heaven. He rules the
course of the wind and checks the fury of the sea and of fire. He is invoked by seafarers and by fishermen. He
is so rich and wealthy that he can give broad lands and abundance to those who call on him for them.
Prompt: Brothers will fight together
And become each other's bane;
Sisters' children
Their sib shall spoil.
Hard is the world,
Sensual sins grow huge.
There are ax−ages, sword−ages−−−
Shields are cleft in twain,−−−
There are wind−ages, wolf−ages,
Ere the world falls dead.
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.
