Prompt: The wind gently whispers, the wave shines freely, the little bird carefree sings: now it is spring. The modest anemone in her nest opens her eyes from sleep, beautiful flowers smiling rise to the dew meadows. The beautiful boat rocks gracefully its rower. The farmer plows the soft land, sows his seeds. The children with their bouquets decorate their hair. An unparalleled joyful song echoes: Now it is spring.
Prompt: Oh Finland, look, Your day is dawning
The threat of night has already been banished
And the morning lark is calling in glory
As if the very roof of heaven would
The powers of night are already conquered by the light of morning
Your day is dawning, oh homeland
Oh rise, Finland, lift it high
Become a forge of great memories
Oh rise, Finland, you showed the world
That you banished slavery
And that you did not bow to oppression
The morning has begun, homeland
Prompt: Janne is now a resident of Lepola in her own world and at the same time a resident of the twilight. There's his spouse Rafael. Rafael has come from Sine from 1847 and Janne from 2024. They have come from a relatively different time, but have managed to combine the best of these times.
Prompt: What a tin can along the road in one's own time what's the quick tub banging and as you go rally The spring sun will make it excited Then the brakes will not work it to whine his warts in his rush and flowers stop to pick up It's it popaloora, a talking car Poppalooora, talking car Poppalooora, talking car It circulates around Finland Was a popaloora before just plain Until you met a robot strange who taught it, among other things, to talk about After all, it is not suitable for cars at all If I want to go even to dance It says "in parking lots I don't start lying" it turned its beak toward grandma's It wants a tractor for hay work to help It's the popaloora, a talking car ... Just a gentle hand wash i get it to agree It says "I won't go rusting" In the sidewalk the day it bakes For tags, exhaust fumes smell and the police it blame the driver but While the car is opposed to the official If you don't care about formula, rally And you don't set up a car year model Search popaloora already from the stable cheap car, but driving expensive But on the other hand, it's nice You can chat with a few cars And if not always getting there so that excitement for life It's the popaloora, a talking car ...
Prompt: The community members have almost all left the community. There are only a few people left. They gather at the Elonpuu of Wonders, look at each other embarrassed, unexpectedly grab each other's hands, start circling around the tree and start singing that "The circle is small, the community members in it, they greet each other, then they stay in their places" just like before. Then they look at each other for a while without saying anything and leave the place. Two days pass when Janne Nieminen suddenly appears from his room, wondering "Where is everyone?" He starts looking for them, but realizes that he is alone there. But he doesn't care. On the contrary, Janne is happy. After all, he has everything he needs.
Prompt: A serene valley landscape at sunrise, featuring rolling hills, vibrant green fields, and dotted forest trees. A winding path leads to distant mountains and a tranquil lake, with charming cottages nearby.
Prompt: Swans gracefully soaring through the night sky, illuminated by the enchanting glow of a mystical full moon, casting a soft, ethereal light. The scene captures the serene ambiance of the moonlit night with a blend of soft brush strokes, creating a dreamlike quality. The color palette is a harmonious mix of muted tones - grey, white, and gold - enhancing the magical atmosphere. Delicate tree branches adorned with golden speckled leaves frame the composition, adding a touch of elegance. In the background, distant birds are silhouetted against the moon, further enhancing the tranquil setting. This detailed painting combines fantasy elements with a surreal touch, evoking a sense of peace and reflection. The artwork is inspired by the styles of Waterhouse and Caspar David Friedrich, known for their ability to infuse art with emotion and depth. The image is crafted in high resolution, allowing for a closer look at the intricate details, available on Artstation for a mesmerizing viewing experience.
Prompt: In the beginning, Moomintroll wakes up in the middle of hibernation and sees how the whole Moominvalley is covered with snow. She tries to wake Moominmamma, but to no avail. Moomintroll just can't sleep. Moomintroll goes down and sees the eyes under the kitchen cabinet, but they disappear. The creature under the kitchen cabinet is the hairy Radamsa, who frightened Moomintroll.
Little My is also awake by a beautiful-tailed squirrel and is angry with him. Little My leaves her older sister to sleep in the cave where she lives and goes down the hill with a cardboard box.
Moomintroll, on the other hand, has met Tuu-tik and got to know her. Tuu-tikki has made a snow lantern, and she sits with Moomintroll by it in a snowy, moonlit forest. Tuu-tikki and Moomintroll leave and take the candle with them, because Tuu-tikki is afraid that Mörö will arrive and sit on it. They go to the Moomin bathing room and stay there late into the night. The bathing room is also home to eight invisible shrews. However, Moomintroll wants to sleep at home
Prompt: A charming, whimsical village scene features intricately designed houses with glowing windows, nestled among trees by a serene waterway. Soft lantern light enhances the enchanting atmosphere.
Prompt: Eerie haunted house with Victorian architecture, looming shadows, full moon casting silvery light, twisted branches of ancient trees in the distance, colorful autumn leaves carpeting the ground, mysterious fog enveloping the scene, playful and enchanting atmosphere, whimsical details like glowing lanterns and creaking gates, digital painting with a gothic touch, intricate details, rich color palette of deep purples, blacks, and oranges, dramatic lighting creating shadows and highlights, reminiscent of Tim Burton's style, Artstation.
Prompt: On a high cliff above the lights of the maritime village, mystically illuminated ancient megalithic monuments dominate, radiating colorful energy that inscribes mysterious runes on the black night sky. The mystical illumination, clearly depicted runes on the black midnight sky, twinkling lights of the coastal city that has witnessed for centuries the extraordinary magical power of the giant monuments of their ancestors.
Panoramic view, mysterious, enigmatic, crisp quality, fantasy, magical, intricate masterpiece.
Style of Dragoš Kalajić, Kopera, Grimshaw, Mumford and Beksinski.
Prompt: Look up brothers, the time has come, The strongest before us is powerless. Time stops and mountains shift from their places, We are unshaken even if fire rains upon the earth. The call of metal may be too much for the weak, But not for those guided by the warrior's instinct! The sky strikes fire above us, The voice of truth echoes on the cliffs. The magic of the blood oath is always our protection, That sign of metallic brotherhood! Wherever we move, we are always noticed, Honor and strength make us believe. A fiery mass follows our mighty group, Nature is on our side supporting the message: The call of metal may be too much for the weak, But not for those guided by the warrior's instinct! The sky strikes fire above us, The voice of truth echoes on the cliffs. The magic of the blood oath is always our protection, That sign of metallic brotherhood! The sky strikes fire above us, The voice of truth echoes on the cliffs. The sky strikes fire above us, The voice of truth echoes on the cliffs. The magic of the blood oath is always our protection, That sign of metallic brotherhood! The sky strikes fire!
Prompt: I am a happy wandererI go from this world to a better oneThere is no pain or difficulties thereThe path is clear on my journeyI get to see the Heavenly FatherI no longer need to wanderI will go over the river as a conquerorAnd I am finally homeSoon the song of freedom will resoundMy soul finds peace in His presenceGreat honor to be with HimNow I can live and foreverI will see my beloved SaviorHe once died for my sakeI will go over the river as a conquerorAnd I am finally home
Prompt: I was born into a rich spacious house, to the bright light of many caregivers, but on the benches of the sauna and at dusk in the twilight I was tidied from the benches to the cradle. No one brought flowers in celebration, raised a cup to their lips, let alone drank it. Only the buttercups by the yard lined the ditch, welcoming the boy.
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.