Prompt: Lonely traveller standing at the crossroads of time. Dark background with stars and dramatic clouds. A single red light; road sign on an ancient post, cobbled paths leading into the distance.
Prompt: I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.
Prompt: Ground-level Landscape drawing looking up at an ancient and fabulous Akkadian city in the distance. Graphic novel aesthetic. Masterpiece collaboration of Burne Hogarth, Bernie Wrightson and Frank Frazetta.
Prompt: “All living things—the fish in the sea, the birds of the sky, the animals of the field, the small animals that scurry along the ground, and all the people on earth—will quake in terror at my presence. Mountains will be thrown down; cliffs will crumble; walls will fall to the earth.”
Prompt: A lone traveler steps toward a glowing, futuristic portal framed by vibrant greenery and metallic structures, gazing at the luminous blue planet suspended within the gateway, as ethereal beams of light cascade from above.
Prompt: In a breathtaking cosmic tableau, colossal, organic-like spacecraft float majestically across a sky awash with the warm hues of an alien sunset, their sleek, flowing forms shimmering with metallic brilliance. These ships, resembling some vast marine creatures of the stars, extend translucent, ribbon-like appendages that flutter gracefully behind them, catching the golden light and trailing in ethereal waves. A cascade of luminous blue lights glows softly along their hulls, highlighting the intricate designs etched into their surfaces, as if their technology is fused with a deep, otherworldly intelligence. Below, the landscape sprawls out in stark contrast—a vast, frozen valley flanked by jagged mountains whose peaks are kissed by the last rays of the setting sun. Mist rises from the ground, swirling in gentle plumes over fields dotted with vibrant, alien flora, their fiery orange hues standing defiantly against the cold blues and whites of the snowy terrain. In the distance, towering spires and intricate towers rise from a futuristic settlement, their silhouettes casting long shadows across the valley floor, while a sea of thin, skeletal structures—communication arrays, perhaps—reach skyward in silent communion with the descending fleet. Above all, the celestial majesty of the universe unfurls, with a scattering of stars and the faint band of the Milky Way visible in the darkening sky, framing the scene with cosmic grandeur. The entire moment feels like the silent arrival of a civilization far beyond human comprehension, where nature, technology, and the universe are in perfect, harmonious symbiosis.
Prompt: Explorer on a mountain path to a stone dwelling.
Perched upon the jagged precipices of a colossal mountain range, a narrow, ancient stone path winds its way along sheer cliffs dusted with freshly fallen snow, leading to a mysterious cave opening carved into the face of the towering rock. The steps, worn by countless years, cling precariously to the edge, overlooking a sprawling vista of snow-capped peaks that plunge dramatically into the icy blue waters of a distant fjord below. Far-off mountains rise like monoliths from the sea, their rugged forms etched sharply against the crystalline winter sky. Above, the heavens unfold in a breathtaking display, with the Milky Way stretching across the firmament like a river of stars, illuminating the night with a celestial glow that dances over the snow and stone. The sheer scale of the cliffs, their weathered surfaces etched with time, evokes a sense of awe, as if this sacred path leads to a realm beyond the earthly, a place where only the brave or the destined dare to tread. The silence of the scene is profound, broken only by the faint whisper of wind sweeping over the ancient ledges, while the remote, inhospitable beauty of the landscape feels as though it has remained untouched for millennia, frozen in time yet teeming with untold secrets.
Prompt: A domed, ancient structure stands isolated in a barren desert, its curved form casting long shadows under the light of two moons and a vibrant, star-filled sky, while distant cliffs and rocky outcrops frame the alien landscape.
Prompt: A forest of towering pines stands like dark sentinels against the twilight, their spindly branches silhouetted against the deepening sky. Mist rises from a shimmering lake that curves around the base of a distant mountain, glowing with a strange ethereal light. Wisps of golden fog drift lazily above the water, as if drawn to some unseen force. The mountain itself looms on the horizon, half veiled in cloud, with a soft aura of light that hints at ancient magic slumbering beneath its rocky peak. Wild grasses and shrubs line the shore, rustling in an almost conscious whisper, and the air feels thick with the presence of something beyond the ordinary, as if this place exists on the threshold of worlds—where the boundaries between the natural and the mystical grow thin.
Prompt: Mega executioner. Moody. In a cave.
Why not make it Lovecraftian for a change?
Alcohol ink effect, In the style of John Blanche, Junji Ito and Henry Patrick Clarke.
Prompt: A violent storm unfolds above a darkened lake, casting a mesmerizing scene. Bright forks of lightning crackle across a turbulent sky, their intense glow casting the entire landscape in an otherworldly purple hue. Jagged mountain peaks encircle the lake, silhouetted against the storm’s vivid light show. An island sits serenely amidst the water, as though untouched by the chaos in the heavens above. The dense evergreens that frame the foreground stand tall and dark, creating a striking contrast with the electric energy in the sky. The scene is both majestic and ominous, capturing nature's raw power in a stunning display of light and shadow.
Prompt: Cinematic wide shot of a swirling void, where ghostly faces emerge from thick, roiling fog. Each face is stretched and distorted, mouths frozen in silent, gaping screams, and hollow eyes lost in anguish. The faces seem to form from the mist itself, half-visible and dissolving at the edges, as if struggling to fully escape the darkness. Their surfaces are cracked and faded, shifting between pallid whites and shadowy grays, with faint veins pulsing underneath, hinting at lingering traces of life. The fog wraps around their features like sinewy threads, pulling them together into a haunting tapestry of sorrow and torment. Black, oily fluid leaks from open mouths and empty sockets, vanishing into the fog below. Above, the black sun eclipse looms ominously, its dim crimson glow piercing through the swirling mist in sporadic beams. Streaks of red lightning flicker through the air, briefly illuminating the horrific details of the contorted faces before fading back into darkness. The fog is alive, pulsating with a slow, rhythmic motion, as if breathing, and faint whispers seem to echo within it—fragmented words of fear and despair. The scene is dominated by deep shadows and muted whites, with sinister accents of blood-red and black, creating an atmosphere of profound dread and surreal horror. Inspired by psychological terror and the liminal space between life and death, the image evokes a sense of haunting beauty, as though the fog itself harbors the collective fears of lost souls.
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.