Prompt: Flaxman Low stepped into the dark, wainscoted smocking room and he tried to navigate himself around the pitch- black room. Dark. Very dark. The only noise to be heard was the old, leather chair rocking back and forth. What was the noise? It was a quiet creaking noise. He crept towards the chair, wondering who was sat in it but then he realised there was no one there other than him and Harald. The only light to be seen was the one, lit candle and a big, round chandelier glistening above his head. The last thing he noticed was the candle flickering.
Prompt: create a picture based on this peice of text:
As Morrigan entered the Hotel Deucalion, she lingered to the lovely, rose chandelier, shaped like a magical boat. Next to the desk was a big, furry cat purched by the reception desk. Did it speak? Surely not. The floor was a chequerboard floor like a finish flag. Morrigan was astonished. WOW! Shouted morrigan. The object that caught her eye was the rose chandelier. The Hotel Deucalion had 13 floors. Happily, Morrigan searched the expensive room. At the Hotel it was a peaceful day.
As Morrigan entered the old room, she opened the handle and as soon as she got in the room she went into the cosy lounge. Morrigan went to sleep, suddenly. CREAK! CREAK! CREAK! The bed was creaking and it woke up the people under her. And then suddenly DRIP! DRIP! DRIP! It was the damp, smelly wallpaper ripping and water dripping down it.
Prompt: create a picture based on this piece of text:
As Morrigan entered the Hotel Deucalion, she lingered to the lovely, rose chandelier, shaped like a magical boat. Next to the desk was a big, furry cat purched by the reception desk. Did it speak? Surely not. The floor was a chequerboard floor like a finish flag. Morrigan was astonished. WOW! Shouted morrigan. The object that caught her eye was the rose chandelier. The Hotel Deucalion had 13 floors. Happily, Morrigan searched the expensive room. At the Hotel it was a peaceful day.
As Morrigan entered the old room, she opened the handle and as soon as she got in the room she went into the cosy lounge. Morrigan went to sleep, suddenly. CREAK! CREAK! CREAK! The bed was creaking and it woke up the people under her. And then suddenly DRIP! DRIP! DRIP! It was the damp, smelly wallpaper ripping and water dripping down it.
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.