Prompt: An ancient rustic shipwreck is sitting on a sea shore; an albatross sitting on the rail, algae, sea grass, the deck lined with a gold and oxidized copper patina, backdrop of seascape interspersed dark clouds with foamy waves and subtle bokeh effects. Texture, dynamic pose. Melancholy.
Prompt: Beware of the cunning beast, whose evil schemes are designed to pit you against your allies. Its tactics are subtle and insidious to sow seeds of mistrust and discord among you. You may find yourself unwittingly strengthening the beast's power, even as you believe you're fighting against it. To defeat this foe, you must remain ever-vigilant and impervious to its manipulations.
Keep a close eye on its actions, and be prepared to resist any attempts to turn you against your companions. Only by standing together, united in your purpose, can you hope to overcome the beast's treachery and emerge victorious.
Know thy enemies.
Prompt: dreamlike, mystical lighting, evocative, abstract, A hyper-surreal oil painting of a Deep purple green Robot, Beautiful essence of Surrealism portrait, golden verdant hues, energetic, desaturated colors , executed with impasto textures and luminous sfumato glazes that blur the line between reality and dream. The spectral figure, rendered in layered, fluid brushstrokes, stands transcendently on a weathered birchbark canoe adrift in a fog-wreathed swamp, where contorted, baroque cypress trees rise from murky jade waters. Two cormorants emerge as exaggerated, mythic specters, their forms melding with the penumbral ambiance. its light rippling hallucinatory reflections across the water’s surface. In the distance, distorted karst mountains loom like ancient phantoms through a veil of atmospheric, painterly mist. Rendered in a fusion of neo-tonalist and hyperrealist techniques, the composition interplays deep emeralds, burnt siennas, and mystic blues to evoke a nostalgic yet absurdly dreamlike landscape.
Prompt: But the Day of the Lord will come like a thief. The heavens will disappear with a roar, the elements will be destroyedd by fire, and the earth and its works will be laid bare. Since everything will be destroyed in this way, what kind of people ought you to be? You ought to conduct yourselves in holiness and godliness as you anticipate and hasten the coming of the day of God, when the heavens will be destroyed by fire and the elements will melt in the heat.
Prompt: Stained glass portrait of a beautiful Water nymph emerging from a natural spring deep in an overgrown forest. Very long Natural multicolor hair, violet eyes, elvish Caucasian features, seductive and threatening. Thick overgrown trees, slivers of blue sky.
Prompt: There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white,
Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.
Prompt: National Geographic phot of a vast, sun-drenched desert valley stretches to the horizon, framed by towering cliffs and mountains in the distance. Golden sunlight filters through towering clouds, casting dramatic rays across the arid landscape below. Winding rivers carve serpentine paths through the sandy expanse, reflecting the light like shimmering threads. The scene feels both ancient and untouched, as if from a time before civilization, evoking a sense of awe and timeless beauty amidst the desolation.
Prompt: Professional DSLR photo of a whimsical fairy-tale cottage, perched atop a cliff, surrounded by twisted tree roots and lush greenery. The scene is set against a backdrop of misty mountains under a midnight sky.
Prompt: Colorful National Geographic Night photo of lake bathed in the eerie glow of a full moon. the placid waters reflect the celestial light and a disturbing, uncanny stillness. unnaturally quiet landscape, the usual nocturnal chorus eerily absent. Shadows loom large and menacing from the forest edging the lake, the trees appearing as dark sentinels keeping watch. A cold, unsettling mist rises from the water, enveloping everything in a suffocating embrace.
Prompt: Lightning from a giant Marx generator electrifies a clear glass vat of ferrofluid. Exciting, electrifying, dangerous, loud, thunderclap, stormy skies, adventure, horror, stormchasing. Digital painting, great depth and scale, action, strong sense of motion, Unreal Engine, VRay. Masterpiece, trending on DeviantArt.
“The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not got hold of it.”
Model:
AIVision
Size:
2958 X 1690
(5.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Digital art masterpiece: a lighthouse in a hurricane lightning storm, being struck by greenish lightning. Photorealistic, trending on Artstation, eerie atmosphere, chilling ambience, nightmare.
Prompt: an arcane book store full of sinister secrets, Bernie Wrightson, Gerald Brom, complementary colors ,oil on canvas, 1900s photograph, complex, eldritch, ominous, photorealistic, horror, storybook illustration
Prompt: young woman close-up portrait, artistic pose gestures, fashion photography, dynamic angle composition, techwear, vanguard, avant-garde, aesthetic, complex, intricate, by david lachapelle, by Sarah Moon, by Tim Walker
Prompt: Ultra detailed illustration of a rugged wendigo man with antlers, lost in a perilous winter forest of wonders, ominous Cibola, dried windswept leaves, blowing snow, masculine energy, eerie atmosphere, unsettling, incredibly detailed, imperial colors, hand painted strokes, visible strokes, oil paint, sharp focus, art by Mschiffer, night, 3D image, elegant, intricate, striking, inspiring, high definition, surreal, pmagical, mystical, vivid colors, visionary art, Perfect Anatomy
Prompt: In the heart of a mist-laden forest, a tranquil stream winds through a landscape tinged with mystery and melancholy. The tall, spindly trees, their branches bare and skeletal, rise like specters out of the fog, their reflections shimmering faintly in the glassy surface of the water. The ground is covered in golden moss and brambles, with patches of vibrant wildflowers adding a surreal splash of color against the muted tones of the forest floor. The mist clings low to the ground, thickening as it drifts between the trees, casting an ethereal glow as the faint sunlight struggles to penetrate. The scene feels like a forgotten corner of the world, where time moves slower and the boundary between the natural and the supernatural grows thin, inviting any who wander here to lose themselves in the quiet beauty of this enchanted wilderness.
Prompt: The morning sun oozed through the heavy curtains, casting a sinister glow on the coffee maker that sat silently on the counter. It was an eerie presence, like a dark sentinel guarding the secrets of the early hours, its black exterior reflecting the dim light like a murky pool of despair. The machine, a relic of the past, bore the grime and stains of countless mornings, a testament to its malevolent endurance.
In the suffocating silence, the sound of dripping was the only reminder of life - or something like it. The molten amber liquid trickled from the spout, falling into the abyss of the awaiting carafe, each drop a sinister whisper echoing through the kitchen. The smell of the brewing coffee wafted through the air, a mixture of seductive temptation and the undercurrent of decay, like the sweet rot of an ancient crypt.
As the coffee maker gurgled its final breath, it seemed to come alive with a malevolent intelligence, as if the brewing process had unleashed something ancient and terrifying. The steam rose from the machine like tendrils of fog, wrapping around the room, obscuring the boundaries of reality and trapping those who dared enter in its clutches. It was no longer just a coffee maker, but a harbinger of dark secrets and haunting memories, a gateway to the shadowy recesses of the human heart.
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.