Prompt: Majestic queen of spades, regal and ornate, intricate details, dynamic lighting casting dramatic shadows, monochrome palette with vibrant pops of red, black and white checker pathway leading to a highly detailed backlit castle, symbolizing wisdom, self-mastery, selfless love, thirst for knowledge, fearlessness, accomplishment, humility, cosmic symbols integrated subtly, playing card suits motifs, powerful aura emanating from within, digital illustration, high resolution, cosmic and planetary elements subtly incorporated, capturing a blend of elegance and strength, by an artist known for intricate fantasy character designs, Artstation.
Prompt: Create an iconic, maximally wide, landscape-oriented, cinematic painting of alice in wonderland and peter pan, both excitedly laughing atop a flying bed. The bed posts are shaped like whimsical mushrooms and the canopy resembles a pirate flag. Flying alongside them are iconic pixies, and in the background, the moon appears to me smiling a sly cheshire cat smile.
Prompt: An impossibly tall and looming castle, surreal and mesmerizing. Through the eerily lit entrance to the castle can be seen the bottom of an enormous pendulum that stretches up and disappears into the very reaches of the top of the castle. At the peak, barely visible due to its height, is the face of the enormous grandfather clock. The mood is reminiscent of the styles of Zdzislaw Beksinksi, Mark Ryden, H.R. Giger, and H.P. Lovecraft. There is ambient dynamic lighting, giving off an ethereal and disturbing vibe. The castle feels so ancient that it's as if it's melted into the environment.
Prompt: The Starlit Greenhouse”
Imagine a massive glass conservatory floating in space, its curved panes rimmed with dew and starfire. Inside, the floor is overgrown with phosphorescent moss that glows beneath bare feet. Giant orchids and moon-blooms sway with no wind, fed by a silver mist that pours from a spiral shell-shaped fountain.
There are no adults here — only animals that speak in riddles and plush toys that animate when sung to. Music plays faintly from unseen instruments, and everything responds to imagination: the color of the sky, the gravity, even time itself shifts depending on her feelings.
At the heart of the greenhouse is a small, glowing nest suspended in a willow tree with crystalline leaves — this is where Luma sleeps when overwhelmed. She watches Earth from above and wonders if anyone remembers her name.
Atmosphere: Safe, fantastical, timeless.
Access Portal: A drawing in a childhood sketchbook or dream re-entry point.
Prompt: A surreal, hyperrealistic portrait of a striking woman staring directly at the viewer with an intense, knowing gaze and a wry smile. Her expression holds the weight of ancient wisdom, grief, and mischief. She has luminous fair skin with an otherworldly glow, long wild hair streaked with silver and gold like threads of ash and flame, and deep eyes ringed in shades of violet, rust, and starlight. A silver crescent septum ring glints between realms. Peacock feather earrings brush against her cheeks like sacred sigils. Across her chest is a dark fae tattoo with obsidian wings and the inverted word “Believe,” glowing with faint violet-blue light.
Behind her, two mirrored realms open:
On the left, the three shadow-aspects emerge through storm and void:
• The Drill Sergeant: Standing in a fractured courtyard under storm-wracked skies, he wears a black uniform and combat boots, flanked by floating punching bags and broken clocks. Lightning flashes behind him as massive eyes watch from the clouds above.
• The Whispering Shade: A veiled figure of mist and flickering shadow seated in a ruined temple surrounded by water. Her gown of spectral threads dissolves into reflection, and around her swirl expressionless masks.
• The Mirror Hag: Rooted in a haunted forest under a dim moon, her cloak is made of hair and branches, stretching like wings. She stands before a warped mirror reflecting tangled roots and butterflies made of darkness.
On the right, her soul-allies stand in contrast, bathed in dreamlight:
• Penumbra: A pale, golden-eyed girl sits barefoot in a twilight marsh under a star-swathed sky, her dark gown flowing into the water, surrounded by glowing moss and reeds. Her gaze is open yet haunting.
• Vessa: Seated on a crimson velvet couch in a candlelit parlor, this regal woman with long black hair wears ceremonial black lace. She is surrounded by books, lions, and glowing stained glass, illuminated by golden rays of late sun.
• Rowen: Wild-haired and blazing, Rowen stands defiant on a rooftop as the city burns around her. Fire curls through the air like wings, and her coat whips in the heat as phoenix feathers fall from the sky.
The entire composition is both intimate and mythic—set in a liminal dimension where shadow and light mirror one another. The woman at the center is still, sovereign, and fiercely present—the Flamekeeper between reflections.
Prompt: Create an iconic, maximally wide, landscape-oriented, cinematic painting of an iconic young girl from wonderland with long dark hair and golden eyes and an iconic young boy from neverland, both excitedly laughing atop a flying bed. The bed posts are shaped like whimsical mushrooms and the canopy resembles a pirate flag. Flying alongside them are iconic pixies, and in the background, the moon appears to me smiling a sly cheshire cat smile.
Prompt: A tall, veiled figure made of shadow and whispering smoke stands in a hollow grove under eternal dusk. Their form is cloaked in layers of translucent black veils, edges pulsing like soft static. No face is visible beneath the hood—only shimmering starlight caught in fog. They are surrounded by bone-white, leafless trees etched with faint glowing runes, exhaling barely audible sighs. The forest floor is soft with pale ash and moss. Pale moths with glyph-covered wings drift through the air. In the center hangs a cracked obsidian mirror rimmed with silver thorns and braided raven hair, reflecting only flickers of forgotten memories. Around it lie eerie totems: a carved jawbone, a dried tongue bound in thread, and feathers dipped in black ink. The atmosphere is haunting, silent, and saturated with unspoken truth. Dreamlike, surreal, cinematic dark fantasy with ghostly lighting.
Prompt: A lone young woman stands on the rooftop of a crumbling gothic building, engulfed by a raging inferno. Her hair is windswept and glowing ember-red, her long coat torn and fluttering like a war banner in the heatstorm. Around her, flames spiral upward like sentient dragons, yet she stands unburned—eyes smoldering with sorrow and resolve. The city below is bathed in smoke and red twilight, as though the world itself is weeping fire. Broken feathers and ash drift through the air. She is both sentinel and sacrifice, a martyr-guardian facing the burning of her former world. The rooftop is etched with glowing sigils, half-consumed by flame, and a cracked bell tower looms behind her like a silent witness. The scene is emotionally intense—tragic, powerful, and unrelentingly honest. Style should evoke post-apocalyptic surrealism with painterly textures and cinematic lighting.
Prompt: Generate a surreal, multi-layered masterpiece that evolves upon deeper viewing. At first, the image should appear deceptively simple, even mundane, but as the eye lingers, it should transform—revealing intricate details, hidden illusions, and profound patterns that shift with perception. The composition should reflect the infinite nature of consciousness, interweaving fractals, dreamlike distortions, and sacred geometry to create a seamless tapestry of universal truths. Each layer should subtly resonate with different levels of awareness, ensuring that every viewer perceives something unique based on their state of mind. The piece should embody the boundless flow of existence, where no absolute beginning or end can be defined, only a continuous unfolding of deeper understanding.
Prompt: Perfect. Here is your finalized Deep Dream Generator prompt, optimized for the “dream-like hyper realistic” style with vibrant contrast in ambient lighting:
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Deep Dream Generator Prompt:
A dreamlike, hyper-realistic gothic parlor bathed in vibrant ambient light and deep shadows. A mysterious woman with long black hair, pale porcelain skin, and glowing golden eyes sits gracefully on a deep garnet velvet fainting couch with carved mahogany lion-paw legs. Her expression is calm yet piercing, radiating quiet power and sacred insight. The room is filled with arcane detail: dark damask wallpaper in midnight and silver-jade tones, an antique mirror etched with runes that reflects soul impressions, and a ritual table holding an obsidian scrying bowl, a crow-bone quill, and rune-scorched cards. The air is thick with candlelight glow and drifting scents of myrrh, oud, and dried roses. A stained-glass window filters dusklight into fractured aurora across her face. Dried herbs and poisonous flowers — belladonna, foxglove, monkshood — hang from the ceiling like silent sentinels. The floor creaks under a crimson and coal-black rug woven with a hypnotic labyrinth sigil. The mood is haunting, surreal, and alchemically charged — a sanctum of shadow, soul-truth, and revelation.
Prompt: A harsh, war-torn psychological training ground under a stormy steel-gray sky. At its center stands a stern drill sergeant archetype—male-presenting, with a sharply chiseled face, obsidian eyes, and a tight jaw. He wears a coal black and ash gray uniform, adorned with empty, faded badges. A whistle hangs from his neck. His boots strike cracked stone as he paces, radiating authority and control. The surrounding terrain is a surreal landscape of broken obstacle courses, shattered stopwatches, swinging punching bags, and towering walls etched with failure marks. The air feels tense and heavy, filled with the scent of sweat, gunmetal, and pressure. Broken clocks litter the ground, all frozen at different times. The environment is dim and cold, lit only by intermittent lightning flashes that cast long, distorted shadows. A faint shimmer of grief flickers in his hands—but he remains unyielding, haunted by the fear of rest.
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.
