Prompt: She sits with her head slightly tilted to the left, and slightly back. She is very sad, she is experiencing the heartache of broken love. Her eyes are moistened with tears rolling down. Her slightly bluish whites of her eyes only make this look even more contrasting.
Her thoughts are hovering around, expressed by ephemeral figures, ethereal images of scenes from her past life. Where she is with her beloved, a man of 47 years old, European appearance, with a neat stylish, "Spanish" beard in different life situations: standing hugging under a blossoming sakura, against the backdrop of the sea, walking arm in arm along a city street, lying together hugging with dreamy faces.
She is sad. She is suffering, and very much regrets the separation...
Prompt: *Epic, classical oil painting, richly detailed and atmospheric, mid-19th century European-inspired steampunk alternative world. Early, damp autumn morning, soft diffused light around 10 a.m., mist hovering over calm, shallow waters of a bay or river flowing to sea, grayish waves with slight ash and yellow tint, sand with silt and flat shell stones, foam forming pale stripes along the shore. A cobbled promenade runs along the beach. On the right, water and shoreline disappear into mist, revealing a tavern or inn partially obscured by fog. On the left, low cream-colored stone retaining wall with trimmed grass and trees above it, forming part of a park or garden.
In the foreground, a man stands clearly visible, contemplative, looking toward the forest or park, slightly detached and lost in thought. Around 40 years old, youthful but with faint lines of age between brows, black hair with subtle streaks of gray, slightly glossy from moisture. Wide-brimmed city-style hat with dark satin band and decorative pheasant feather. He wears a sleeveless cloak fastened with an elegant chain, under it a fine doublet or camisol, light shirt, stylish neck scarf. Trousers resembling galife, boots, leather gloves. In one hand, a leather briefcase, in the other, a cane with artistic inlaid handle, lifted slightly in an undefined gesture.
Atmosphere: soft, wet, not harshly damp, not heavy, subtle reflections on woolen cloak and face, mist diffusing light. Scene conveys introspection, subtle emotional depth, and mysterious narrative potential. Detailed textures on clothing, leather, metal, fog, water, and stone. Cinematic perspective, oil painting style, timeless, poetic, slightly steampunk touches, layered composition inviting close observation and contemplation.*
Prompt: A girl, a burning brunette, a Spanish woman, with high full breasts and a thin waist, very wide hips and long legs, stands knee-deep in the water of a forest river. Her white wet translucent clothes are stuck to her body. Blooming water lilies are floating on the water. Tree crowns hang over the river. A haze of fog hangs over the water. There is a beautiful red rose in the girl's hair.
Prompt: Hint: Painting in the style of John Pitre, James Lee, Wojtek Sudma
A SHIP from the 16th century, sailing in the open sea. THE SAILS ARE TEARED, THE HULL LOOKS OLD AND DAMAGED and unkempt. It is an ABANDONED ship without a crew. The Flying Dutchman...
The ship. IS SURROUNDED BY THICK FOG, obscuring the horizon. And only a small space around the ship is free from whiteout.
Atmosphere of mysticism, fate, expired destiny. Dark tones.
Prompt: Epic, classical oil painting, museum-quality, hyper-detailed: a spacious 19th-century library with towering bookshelves, globes, maps, and antique artifacts. Soft, diffused sunlight streams through a large open window, illuminating the room and casting intricate shadows. Outside the window, Azores cliffs, ocean, and misty horizons create a serene but dramatic backdrop. A contemplative figure stands with back to viewer, hand lightly resting on chin, in thoughtful pose, subtle silhouette visible. On a wooden lectern: a sheet of paper with calligraphic handwritten text about love expressed through tachycardia and angina, surrounded by crumpled drafts, crossed-out lines, and notes on margins — showing the process of thinking and emotion. Feather pen in inkwell, slightly tilted, glints in the light. A postal pigeon or falcon perches on the lectern or windowsill, symbolizing hope, messages, and connection. Rich, layered textures on wood, paper, books, feathers, and clothing; warm and cool tones balanced with chiaroscuro lighting. Subtle signs of tension, war, and mortality hidden in the shadows, juxtaposed with feminine energy and life-force. Every object carries symbolic meaning; painting invites long contemplation, discovery of hidden layers, and deep emotional resonance — like an old masterwork found in a forgotten museum attic. Cinematic perspective, dramatic yet introspective, timeless and poetic atmosphere.
Prompt: Title: Evening Accord Above the Descending Street
Masterpiece oil painting, museum-quality, cinematic wide-angle composition, 19th-century colonial industrial steampunk city. Late golden hour approaching dusk. The sun lower now, warm amber turning into copper and rose tones. Long shadows stretching dramatically.
Camera perspective shifted slightly left and rotated subtly clockwise, opening a grand view of the descending boulevard.
The terrace stands elevated 2–3 meters above the cobblestone street due to the steep slope. Massive stone retaining walls visible beneath the terrace edge. The street is wide, monumental, gently descending and then continuing into the distance, lined with elegant 2–3 story colonial buildings with tall arched windows and balconies. Warm lights begin to glow inside boutiques and restaurants on the ground floors.
The city feels grand, breathable, dignified.
Foreground right: the terrace with trimmed green grass, small exotic spreading tree, low decorative shrubs and flowers along the wrought-iron railing.
Wrought-iron table and high-backed chairs with refined forged details. Porcelain teapot, delicate cups, silver sugar bowl, perhaps a leather portfolio resting closed.
The two men seated, mid-conversation.
Not dramatic — measured. Historic.
The inventor slightly angled toward the street view, evening light outlining his profile.
The silver-haired patron calm, analytical, hands folded or lightly resting near the table.
The open doorway behind them leads back into the rich ruby-and-wood study. A faint silhouette of a servant inside, barely noticeable.
The sky transitioning: copper near horizon, fading into deepening blue above. Early gas lamps along the boulevard beginning to glow.
Atmosphere: strategic serenity. The world below unaware that decisions made here may soon reshape the skyline.
Color palette: deep burgundy, forest green accents, warm colonial stone, amber and copper twilight, emerging indigo shadows.
Mood: scale, destiny, controlled power.
Prompt: He rose from the ashes, peering beyond the edge of life into the emptiness of the unknown. And only the love of a beautiful earthly woman brought him back to life.
He and she gaze into each other's eyes, standing on the edge between worlds. Myriad worlds and universes surround them, but they are all but a part of the world emerging between them. Man and woman. Yin and Yang. Beginning and End. Alpha and Omega.
Prompt: : True reason can do many things. Almost everything. True spirit knows no bounds. Inner strength can overcome any obstacles, motivation to do the impossible. The ability to wait and endure difficulties always leads to the expected result. I love and know how to work.
Prompt: Epic, classical oil painting style, richly detailed and atmospheric: a spacious 19th-century library, filled with books, globes, maps, and artifacts, illuminated by soft, diffused light from a large open window. Outside, the Azores landscape unfolds — ocean, cliffs, misty horizons. A contemplative figure stands with back to viewer, in thoughtful pose, observing the room. On a wooden lectern, a sheet with calligraphic handwritten text about love through tachycardia and angina, with other crumpled and crossed-out drafts nearby, feather pen in inkwell. A postal pigeon or falcon perches on the lectern or windowsill, symbolizing hope, connection, and messages. Atmosphere combines tension and serenity: subtle hints of death, war, and danger in the shadows, but balanced with energy of life, feminine presence, and deep introspection. Rich, layered textures, warm and cool tones, chiaroscuro lighting, sense of timelessness and hidden meanings, as if discovered in an old museum or forgotten attic, intricate symbolism inviting long contemplation, dramatic yet introspective.
Prompt: a hot beautiful young Spanish girl with flowing hair, dressed like a pirate, with a cocked hat on her head, a lush chest in a corset and boots, gallops down the street of the old city on a horse
Prompt: He's a brigantine captain, a sea wolf, as reckless as a thousand devils. He confidently steers his schooner along the line between storm and dead calm. He knows and possesses a keen sense of balance, balancing between life and death, light and darkness, wealth and poverty, luck and failure, the love of women and their indifference, madness and genius, admiration and hatred... For him, life is a game, and he is a gambler; he loves to live.
Prompt: A gray-haired man in a cap and with a lush beard, of a solid build, in a three-piece suit made of woolen cloth. He sits near the firebox of a steam boiler, various levers, valves, pressure gauges and pipes are visible. A man with a kind face, he looks somewhere past me, slightly upwards, as if looking at the instrument readings
Prompt: Retrofuturism style painting, steampunk, Jean Baptiste Monge Ian McCue, masterpiece, expressionism, trend on Artststion. Wide-angle shot in 16 x 9 format. The atmosphere of scientific adventure intrigue in the style of the Tin Tin series.
City and atmosphere:
A vast valley between mountain ranges. In the valley there is an ancient alien city, with monumental stone architecture. The city was abandoned long ago. Overgrown with vegetation.
A huge space research ship of the earth expedition hovered above the city.
Prompt: A painting in the style of romantic fantasy, picturesque landscape, intricate forms and manifestations of thought. Ornate allegorical, ephemeral thoughts. What could be more beautiful than lying on a hill and dreamily looking at the bottomless blue of the sky? Looking back at the years lived, and not regretting the experience one bit. About all the joys and sorrows. About longing and love. About partings and meetings. About acquired friends, about defeated enemies. There is nothing more beautiful when you are an experienced man, strong, healthy and strong. But you also have romanticism and a thirst for life. Unbridled optimism, indulgence, irony, and a slight share of cynicism. When you are indifferent to all the "surprises" of the world. You just lie on the slope of a hill, putting your hands behind your head, a blade of grass in your teeth. And at your feet is a whole, huge, and still unknown world. And around you is a whole
Prompt: Hint: paintings in the style of Jacek Yerka, Luis Royo, Adrian Chesterman.
An alien mountain landscape. Bare peaks and ridges of brown-brown color with low clouds of thunderclouds. A FUTURISTIC CITY IN THE STYLE OF STAR TREK HANGS above the clouds. A perspective receding into the distance. On the horizon, the planet is illuminated by the rising sun. Early morning and the sky with stars and a clearly visible planet-satellite above the horizon.
Prompt: A very beautiful woman of 35 years old. German and Armenian blood flows in her genes. Correct facial features are rather of the European type, but large, slanted, slightly wide-set eyes, of an oriental beauty. Plump, sensual lips, a small birthmark on the left cheek below the edge of the lips.
Dark chestnut hair, with light highlights, below the shoulders, parted and falls on the shoulders framing the face.
Light makeup, painted eyelashes, lined eyes, with "arrows" visually make the eyes a little more slanted, which gives the magic of charm to her eyes. The lips are painted with red lipstick and outlined with a contour, which makes the lips more expressive.
She sits with her head slightly tilted to the left, and slightly back. Her gaze is directed somewhere where she sees some events that are important to her. She remembers them. She is very sad, she is experiencing the heartache of broken love. Her eyes are moistened with rolling tears. In her dark brown, almost black eyes, the light of a candle or a fireplace is reflected, it is not known, but she looks somewhere with an "absent" look. Her slightly bluish whites of the eyes, only make this look even more contrasting.
Her thoughts hover around in ephemeral figures, ethereal images. Where she is with her beloved, a man of 40 years old, European appearance, with a neat stylish short beard in different life situations: standing hugging under a blossoming sakura, against the backdrop of the sea, walking arm in arm along a city street, lying together hugging with dreamy faces.
She is sad. She suffers, and very much regrets the separation...
Prompt: Information: Planet Tatooine, LANDING SITE 7, with the MILLENNIUM FALCON on it Settings used: Hint: CITY BUILDINGS with impressive monumental architecture, BUILT LONG AGO BY AN ALIEN RACE, depicted in a landscape panorama, where everything is spread out in the center of a vast desert with rolling hills and cliffs on the horizon with a cloudless bright yellow sky, a balance of bright colors and natural colors, with ALL BUILDINGS
Prompt: A highly artistic, sensual, romantic picture. The embodiment of a dream. A dream. A wonderful dream. A feeling of super realism and magic. A cave adapted as a completely modern home. A large exit from the grotto has been turned into a large round window. Beautiful framing with skillful wood carving. Double-glazed windows, hermetically sealed. From the window there is a beautiful view of the mountains covered with forest, it is raining, cloudy weather. Raindrops are running down the window glass. The interior of the room is a symbiosis of wild natural stone and inserts of modern design. With a reference, a slight emphasis on the "primitive nature of the home". In the foreground is a wide bed covered with animal skin with soft pile. On the edge of the bed, with her back to the observer, half-sideways, sits a beautiful young woman. She is not wearing any clothes. Her incredibly feminine figure, with very wide hips, a thin waist, and graceful feline grace. She turned around... One of her hands with a beautiful palm, aristocratic fingers with expensive rings, lies on the bed, she leans on this hand, and picturesquely half-turned looks at the observer. The second hand sensually lifted long chestnut, thick, luxurious hair. An incredibly exciting and aesthetic picture. Her beautiful and correct face of the European type, beautiful eyes, a little oriental "cut", gray-green, bewitching, alluring, captivating ... Sensual full lips. Light makeup ... In the middle of the room there is a stylized fireplace with an exhaust hood going to the ceiling. Tongues of flame dance in the fireplace. The fireplace, against the background of external dampness of the weather and rain, complements the coziness. A feeling of coziness, detachment from reality. A beautiful woman ... A dream ... This can only be a dream, an obsession ...
Prompt: The scene from the movie "Titanic" is a man and a woman standing on the bow of a huge 19th century cruise liner. But they are old, gray-haired, and their ship is in the middle of the desert, rusty, with holes in the side. The man and woman are standing in the same pose as shown in the movie, but they are old, and the ocean has turned into sand
Prompt: Из фьерда с отвесными древними скалами . поросшими густым старым лесов на вершинах , выплывает в открытое море дракар викингов. Он идет под парусом , на веслах сидят гребцы и гребут . Впереди стоит их предводитель в тяжелых латах.
Prompt: A picture in the style of space punk, techno punk. In the style of Monge and Morsky. Under the endless starry sky, the sleepless Eye of the Universe I sit contemplating the imperishable power of Being I breathe the ephemeral air of space, inhale it, filling myself with an unthinkable fundamental Force Which ethereal fills everything around I feel my unity with every smallest particle of the vast Cosmos. I am here, I am simultaneously, at once, in distant galaxies. My mind merges with the Greatest Mind of the Universe My soul resonates with the sound of the Universe I am the son of the Earth and the Sun, my spirit is the Universe, my soul is the ether. I am a Man. I was created by the Great Creator to become the same Creator. I am and in me the Spark of God. I am conscience and honor, principles and morality. The experience of a difficult life path. I am the mood and motivation of a traveler who has set out on a new path, and I will master it and reach the goal. Where complete satisfaction and harmony await me.
Prompt: Picture in the style of sympunk, cyberpunk, retrofuturism, technoapocalypse. Wide-angle shot, format 16 by 9
City of the future, on another planet. Dark world, with storm clouds in the sky.
A huge futuristic city-state. A multi-story column, round in cross-section, with complex technogenic architecture, comes out of a deep underground, vast mine, and goes up. Thousands of porthole windows are visible in its walls. The city-column has a variable cross-section, smaller at the bottom and expands conically upward, ending in a hemispherical dome-top.
Numerous transitions supporting the main building diverge to the sides to smaller satellite towers. At ground level, and on the surface, numerous city buildings in the form of domes, towers, space ports with launch pads are visible. The infrastructure is entangled with high-speed railway interchanges. Flyers are scurrying in the air. The huge city stands in the middle of a lowland rocky desert, small cliffs are visible, in comparison with the size of the giant city.
Prompt: A gray-haired man in a cap and with a bushy beard, of a solid build, in a three-piece suit made of woolen cloth. He sits near the firebox of a large locomotive steam boiler, various levers, valves, pressure gauges and pipes are visible. A man with a kind face, he looks somewhere past me, slightly upward, as if looking at the readings of the device
Prompt: Hint: Mystical picture. Matte-black Knight-crusader in heavy futuristic armor with a menacing look, having a patterned embossing on the surface. With a closed visor of a helmet. On the shoulders a cape, fastened with snaps. Hands in gloves-armor. He stands facing me. He hugs around the waist a young, beautiful Lady in a rich red long antique dress. They dance Tango on ice, in a swirling, thick, glowing with a mystical light fog.
Prompt: Hint: paintings in the style of Luis Royo, Adrian Chesterman, Dale Terbush, Nikolai Litvinenko, Simon Stålenhag, ArtStation, Doug Chiang.
And I live in a foreign land, And I live in a foreign land: It seems to the lonely me that there is nothing beautiful in God, like the Dnieper, our glorious land... I can already see that there is only goodness there, There are no us. In a bad time, I recently had the opportunity to go to Ukraine, To those most beautiful villages... To those whose mother gave birth to Me as a child and at night for a candle to God;
I bowed to the heavy bows, I begged the Most Holy Ones, so that the good lot would love this child... Good, mother, that you went to bed early, otherwise you would curse God for my talent.
Fear is bad for this good man.
Blacker than the black earth, people wander, green gardens wither, little houses rot, lie down, and grow overgrown with weeds.
No wonder the village burned down, No wonder people went crazy, They should go to the lordship and bring their children!..
Prompt: : True reason can do many things. Almost everything. True spirit knows no bounds. Inner strength can overcome any obstacles, motivation to do the impossible. The ability to wait and endure difficulties always leads to the expected result. I love and know how to work.
Prompt: Hint: paintings in the style of Luis Royo, Adrian Chesterman, Dale Terbush, Nikolai Litvinenko, Simon Stålenhag, Doug Chiang, Valery Bulat
17th century.
A man sits in a tavern, FACING ME, sprawled on a roughly knocked together wooden chair with a high back, at a massive table made of roughly hewn thick boards. The table is old and worn, in places with old stains from grease and spilled liquids. On the table on trays and plates are various dishes: fried bacon, vegetables and fruits, greens, salads, fish.
The man is inside the tavern, the walls are made of stone masonry, many elements of old wood, rough work, a naval entourage in the interior. Fireplace.
A man of 45, stocky build, with a "beer belly" dressed in the spirit of the 17th century Cravat, Headscarf, Waistcoat, Poet Shirt, Baldric and Belt, Breeches, High Boots, Greatcoat or Justacorps, Sash, On his belt he has a Flintlock and Cutlass. The man has a short beard and LONG dark hair with gray, his face is scarred. The look is calm, confident, peaceful. He looks IN MY DIRECTION past me.
Prompt: Retrofuturistic painting, steampunk. Wide-angle shot.
City and atmosphere:
Night street of a city built by an ancient civilization. Monumental Gothic architecture of the doves intertwined with futuristic cyberpunk of the post-apocalypse.
On the street, the light from the windows is dimly visible, street lamps give almost no light. Dirty streams carrying various garbage flow along the ground.
In the center of the exhibition is a futuristic vehicle with an archaic steam boiler with a chassis of the "front-wheel steering" type, and cybernetic modifications.
In the foreground is a charming tall, long-legged girl. On her head is a man's eight-piece cap, on her face are glasses with round transparent lenses, which gives her an intelligent look. The girl has long brown hair braided into a braid. The girl is dressed in a stylish sheepskin coat, a short sleeveless jacket with a deep neckline, a short skirt and long, tight-fitting boots that go above the knee.
The girl is standing against the backdrop of transport, facing me, but looking past in the puffiness, she is clearly waiting for someone.
The city is covered in thick smog. Cloudy sky, which makes everything look in gray tones. The atmosphere of scientific adventure intrigue in the style of the Tin Tin series
Prompt: A naked Latin-looking pirate girl with light flowing hair and a cocked hat. She is tall with a lush chest, a thin waist and very wide hips. Her long legs are wearing thigh-high boots with garters. She is wearing a short vest from which her breasts protrude. She is standing on the deck of a sailing ship at sea and is ready to board. She smiles at me with her timid, sensual lips.
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.
