Prompt: An astronaut drifts in space, surrounded by a dim, eerie nebula swirling with ghostly colors—dark purples, sickly greens, and blood-red wisps. Earth looms ominously in the distance, but it's far from the familiar blue planet. Instead, it has an unsettling, enormous grin stretched across its surface, glowing with an unnatural, twisted light. Shadows of continents form hollow, empty eyes, staring directly at the astronaut. The astronaut's posture is tense, hands clenched, as fear radiates from their body, isolated and dwarfed by the haunting scene. Faint whispers seem to echo through the nebula, heightening the sense of terror as the smiling Earth watches unblinking. Opalescent rainbow nebula.
Prompt: Imagine a surreal scene where a colossal, radiant heart rests gently on a shimmering lake, its surface reflecting the stars of a twilight sky. Emerging from the heart, a beautiful woman with flowing hair that blends into the water’s surface, as if made of liquid silver, gazes serenely at the viewer. Surround her with ethereal flowers that bloom in vibrant colors, their petals dripping like wax. In the background, surreal mountains twist upward, with abstract shapes and shadows dancing across the landscape. Infuse the scene with a dreamlike quality, using soft, fluid lines and vibrant hues, evoking the essence of love and feminine beauty in a Salvador Dalí-inspired style., featuring elements inspired by H. R. Giger and Beksinski. The artwork is vibrant, rich, and highly detailed, capturing the essence of an epic, trending masterpiece on platforms like CGSociety and ArtStation. It possesses an ominous undertone, reminiscent
Prompt: In a fractured, desolate landscape, Argentina is torn into two opposing ideas, the land split like a jagged wound. From the rift, a towering puppet emerges, its wooden limbs grotesque and puppet strings intertwining with the broken earth, holding it together like a marionette. The puppet's face is a blank mask, yet its eyes glimmer with a strange power, symbolizing a new doctrine emerging from chaos. In the background, a solemn church stands silent, its once-vibrant spires now muted, casting long shadows over the landscape. The air is thick with stillness, as the faint glow of distant candles flickers in the silence. Above the puppet, a surreal, ethereal figure of a praying hand floats, suspended in the sky, the embodiment of prayer—a quiet yet overpowering force. It looms, almost divine, casting a soft, victorious light that seems to cleanse the air of the tension below.
Prompt: The river flows calmly, its surface reflecting the golden light of the afternoon. The air is warm with the promise of summer, and the sound of the water is a gentle murmur, inviting peace and reflection. On the edge of the river, a woman stands, her silhouette framed by the trees that line the bank. Her dark hair catches the sun, flowing like the current itself as she surveys the water. Beside her, a small raft is tethered to a tree, waiting for the journey ahead.
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With a smile, she unties the raft, stepping onto it with confidence, her movements as fluid as the water she’s about to ride. The raft gently sways as she pushes off from the shore, the current beginning to guide her downstream. The river stretches ahead, winding through lush forests and open fields, full of unknowns yet promising adventure. She looks ahead, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and excitement, knowing that whatever comes, the journey will be worth it. The raft, sturdy beneath her, moves forward as the woman navigates the twists and turns of the river, each bend an opportunity for discovery.
Prompt: A striking painting of a vast, sprawling city that conveys a sense of grandeur yet overwhelming decay. Towering skyscrapers loom above, their façades cracked and weathered, while streets filled with people bustle beneath a dramatic sky filled with dark, swirling clouds. Shadows cast by the towering buildings create a feeling of confinement, as if the very structures are about to collapse inward. Subtle details like peeling paint and broken windows hint at the city's fragility. The atmosphere is charged with a sense of tension, reflecting the paradox of feeling both lost in the city's enormity and crushed by its impending collapse.
Prompt: The meadow stretches endlessly, a sea of wildflowers swaying gently in the whisper of a breeze. The late afternoon sun dips low, casting long, golden shadows that dance across the earth. The scent of lavender and freshly turned soil lingers in the air, blending with the faint hum of cicadas. At the heart of the field, a young man stands beside an aged oak, its sprawling branches draped with moss like nature's tapestry. His posture is poised yet unguarded, a canvas satchel resting against his hip.
In his hand, he holds a folded map—edges worn and creased by years of use, its markings faded but still legible. The map flutters slightly as if eager to escape, but his grip is firm, confident. His auburn hair glows in the sunlight, tousled by the wind, and his eyes gleam with determination and wonder. At his feet lies a compass, its needle steady, pointing somewhere far and unseen.
He kneels, tucking the map into his bag, and picks up the compass with reverence. With one last glance at the oak, as if drawing strength from its timeless presence, he steps forward, his boots brushing past delicate blooms that lean into his stride. The meadow's edge leads to a dense, mist-laden forest, its towering pines and ancient ferns obscuring the horizon.
As he enters, the air grows cooler, tinged with the earthy aroma of moss and bark. Light filters through the canopy in fractured beams, dappling the path ahead in an ever-changing mosaic. Each step echoes softly, a quiet melody of boots on damp soil and the occasional snap of a twig. He smiles, not knowing what lies ahead but savoring the thrill of the unknown.
The forest stretches onward, an intricate labyrinth of mystery and promise. Above him, the sky shifts, stars beginning to pierce the deepening blue. He doesn’t glance back; his journey is forward. In his heart, he carries an unspoken truth: it is not the destination but the courage to embark that defines a soul.
Prompt: The 3D image unveils a mesmerizing, dreamlike landscape where nature and artistic abstraction merge in perfect harmony. A tranquil lakeside nestles amidst tall, graceful trees, their delicate, bare branches illuminated in glowing autumnal shades of orange and gold. The glassy water reflects the vibrant scene, mirroring the trees and the radiant sky, crafting an almost otherworldly symmetry.
Above, the night sky unfolds in swirling patterns that echo Van Gogh's Starry Night, infusing the scene with a sense of movement and enchantment. At its heart, a luminous full moon bathes the landscape in a tender, golden glow, surrounded by shimmering stars and a resplendent starburst. The celestial elements cast a magical aura, blending seamlessly with the warm tones of the trees, which stand like intricate lacework against the cooler backdrop. Shrub silhouettes and gentle landforms complete this serene tableau, evoking a sense of wonder and quiet beauty.
Prompt: „Ja, es ist Mittwoch Nacht, halb zwölf
Ihre Musik is' so laut, dass ich am Schlaf gehindert werde
Ich bin es so leid, ich werde Sie anzeigen
Ich höre Ihre Musik bis in mein Schlafzimmer
Ich find' es rücksichtslos, unterlassen Sie es“
Cerco l'estate tutto l'anno e all'improvviso eccola qua
E lei è partita che le spiagge e sono solo quassù in città
Sento fischiare sopra i tetti un aeroplano che se ne va
Azzurro, il pomeriggio è troppo azzurro e lungo per me
Mi accorgo di non avere più risorse senza di te
E allora io quasi quasi prendo il treno e vengo, vengo a te
Il treno dei desideri nei miei pensieri all'incontrario va
Sembra quand'ero all'oratorio, con tanto sole, tanti anni fa
Quelle domeniche da solo in un cortile, a passeggiar
Ora mi annoio più di allora, neanche un prete per chiacchierar
Azzurro, il pomeriggio è troppo azzurro e lungo per me
Mi accorgo di non avere più risorse senza di te
E allora io quasi quasi prendo il treno e vengo, vengo a te
Il treno dei desideri nei miei pensieri all'incontrario va
Azzurro, il pomeriggio è troppo azzurro e lungo per me
Mi accorgo di non avere più risorse senza di te
E allora io quasi quasi prendo il treno e vengo, vengo a te
Il treno dei desideri nei miei pensieri all'incontrario va
Prompt: A shadowy, foreboding castle looms under the ominous glow of a blood-red moon, its windows radiating an unnatural light. The air is thick with mist, and bats swoop and swirl against the night sky. In the hazy distance, the ghostly visage of a woman with glowing, piercing eyes emerges, her presence emanating an aura of ancient sorcery. The scene feels alive with an unearthly tension, as though faint whispers and sinister laughter echo just beyond the edge of hearing.
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Prompt: Create an enchanting artwork set beneath a cascading waterfall on a tranquil beach, illuminated by a starry night sky. The scene harmoniously blends watercolor, alcohol ink, oil painting, and colored pencil techniques. At its heart, a boy and a girl rest peacefully in each other’s arms atop the glistening sand. The gentle roar of the waterfall mirrors the soft rhythm of luminescent waves caressing the shore, their surfaces sparkling with golden lights adrift. Above, the cosmos twinkles like a celestial symphony, weaving a dreamlike aura. Intricate details evoke the tender balance of light and night, love and stillness, in this cosmic embrace—a vision of serenity and timeless connection.
Prompt: A man sits in a cozy, sunlit room. The soft, golden light filters through large, open windows adorned with flowing, white curtains that dance gently in the breeze. The room is alive with vibrant colors—lush green plants line the shelves, a warm wooden desk holds a notebook filled with inspired sketches, and a comfortable armchair sits in the corner with a neatly folded blanket.
Above him hovers a radiant, ethereal globe of swirling, multicolored light, symbolizing boundless creativity and the flow of uplifting thoughts. Surrounding him are ornate, antique clocks, each frozen at moments of joy, representing treasured memories and the promise of timeless potential.
The entire scene exudes peace and inspiration, with a harmonious balance of light, color, and texture. It feels as though the room itself is alive with hope, enveloping the man in an atmosphere of possibility, renewal, and quiet joy.
Prompt: Ich würde dir gern sagen, wie sehr ich dich mag
Warum ich nur noch an dich denken kann
Ich fühl mich wie verhext und in Gefangenschaft
Und du allein trägst Schuld daran
Worte sind dafür zu schwach
Ich befürchte, du glaubst mir nicht
Mir kommt es vor, als ob mich jemand warnt
Dieses Märchen wird nicht gut ausgehen
Es ist die Eifersucht, die mich auffrisst
Immer dann, wenn du nicht in meiner Nähe bist
Von Dr. Jekyll werde ich zu Mr. Hyde
Ich kann nichts dagegen tun
Plötzlich ist es so weit
Ich bin kurz davor durchzudrehen
Aus Angst, dich zu verlieren
Und dass uns jetzt kein Unglück geschieht
Dafür kann ich nicht garantieren
Und alles nur, weil ich dich liebe
Und ich nicht weiß, wie ich's beweisen soll
Komm, ich zeig dir, wie groß meine Liebe ist
Und bringe mich für dich um
Sobald deine Laune etwas schlechter ist
Bild ich mir gleich ein, dass du mich nicht mehr willst
Ich sterbe beim Gedanken daran
Dass ich dich nicht für immer halten kann
Auf einmal brennt ein Feuer in mir
Und der Rest der Welt wird schwarz
Ich spür wie unsere Zeit verrinnt
Wir nähern uns dem letzten Akt
Und alles nur, weil ich dich liebe
Und ich nicht weiß, wie ich's beweisen soll
Komm, ich zeig dir, wie groß meine Liebe ist
Und bringe mich für dich um
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Prompt: Ich würde dir gern sagen, wie sehr ich dich mag
Warum ich nur noch an dich denken kann
Ich fühl mich wie verhext und in Gefangenschaft
Und du allein trägst Schuld daran
Worte sind dafür zu schwach
Ich befürchte, du glaubst mir nicht
Mir kommt es vor, als ob mich jemand warnt
Dieses Märchen wird nicht gut ausgehen
Es ist die Eifersucht, die mich auffrisst
Immer dann, wenn du nicht in meiner Nähe bist
Von Dr. Jekyll werde ich zu Mr. Hyde
Ich kann nichts dagegen tun
Plötzlich ist es so weit
Ich bin kurz davor durchzudrehen
Aus Angst, dich zu verlieren
Und dass uns jetzt kein Unglück geschieht
Dafür kann ich nicht garantieren
Und alles nur, weil ich dich liebe
Und ich nicht weiß, wie ich's beweisen soll
Komm, ich zeig dir, wie groß meine Liebe ist
Und bringe mich für dich um
Sobald deine Laune etwas schlechter ist
Bild ich mir gleich ein, dass du mich nicht mehr willst
Ich sterbe beim Gedanken daran
Dass ich dich nicht für immer halten kann
Auf einmal brennt ein Feuer in mir
Und der Rest der Welt wird schwarz
Ich spür wie unsere Zeit verrinnt
Wir nähern uns dem letzten Akt
Und alles nur, weil ich dich liebe
Und ich nicht weiß, wie ich's beweisen soll
Komm, ich zeig dir, wie groß meine Liebe ist
Und bringe mich für dich um
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Prompt: A hauntingly surreal image of a skeleton blues player performing under the glow of a full moon in an eerie graveyard. The skeleton sits on a weathered tombstone, dressed in a tattered old suit and hat, its hollow eyes fixed downward, lost in the music as it strums an aged guitar. Around him, gnarled, leafless trees cast jagged shadows over the crooked, decaying gravestones scattered throughout the graveyard. Wisps of mist drift around the skeleton’s feet, illuminated by the cold, ghostly moonlight. In the background, faint silhouettes and dimly glowing spirits hover, adding an ethereal, otherworldly presence to the scene. The entire atmosphere is eerie yet soulful, as though the skeleton is playing a lament for the departed.
Prompt: A surreal miniature painting of a woman with an immense heart resembling a packed warehouse, every nook and cranny filled with knowledge, leaving no room to spare. The interior walls of her heart are decorated with wall-to-wall landscapes that depict her town and natural surroundings, under a sky speckled with the moon and stars. Vibrant stained glass windows, symbolizing the Kingdom of God, glow softly, casting a divine and mystical light over this labyrinthine mental space. The atmosphere is both claustrophobic and reverent, blending the divine with the boundless intricacies of the human heart.
Prompt: Imagine a fantastical, dreamlike painting of two lovers standing on the surface of a gigantic, luminous brain, surrounded by swirling clouds of thoughts and memories. The brain's glowing folds and neurons pulsate with an ethereal light, as if infused with the essence of their love. The lovers, entwined in a tender embrace, gaze out at the shimmering cosmos above, where constellations form patterns that mirror the neural pathways of the brain.
Prompt: A surreal miniature painting of a woman with an immense heart resembling a packed warehouse, every nook and cranny filled with knowledge, leaving no room to spare. The interior walls of his mind are decorated with wall-to-wall landscapes that depict his town and natural surroundings, under a sky speckled with the moon and stars. Vibrant stained glass windows, symbolizing the Kingdom of God, glow softly, casting a divine and mystical light over this labyrinthine mental space. The atmosphere is both claustrophobic and reverent, blending the divine with the boundless intricacies of the human heart.
Prompt: Create a mesmerizing and surreal scene of mythical Valkyries of Hell commanding an infernal battlefield. The landscape is engulfed in searing red flames, with volcanic fissures splitting the ground and ash swirling in the scorched air. Above, colossal dragons with glowing eyes and molten scales circle ominously, their roars echoing through the fiery chaos. The Valkyries, both fierce warriors and arcane sorceresses, wield blazing weapons and channel streams of chaotic, otherworldly energy. Their ethereal armor gleams with a fiery aura, and their otherworldly presence exudes both beauty and dread. Depict the climactic moment of their battle—dragons unleashing torrents of fire while the Valkyries, standing as avatars of balance, unleash their powers to subdue the chaos and assert dominion over this apocalyptic realm. The image should embody the grandeur of myth, the fury of elemental conflict, and the haunting allure of these legendary beings. full body, smooth, by Andrew ATROSHENKO; Speedpaint with large brush strokes ; drip painting; paint splashes; a masterpiece; maximalist; uncanny; highly detailed and intricate, beautiful colors; no sign, no watermark, no extra woman, no extra man
Prompt: Destruction leads to a very rough road but it also breeds creation. beautiful woman, shining diamonds, red candles; full body, smooth, by Andrew ATROSHENKO; Speedpaint with large brush strokes ; drip painting; paint splashes; a masterpiece; maximalist; uncanny; highly detailed and intricate, beautiful colors; no sign, no watermark, no extra woman, no extra man
Prompt: Baby, don't you cry
Baby, I'll sing you a lullaby
We are walking down the street of chance
Where the chance is always slim or none
And the intentions unjust
Baby, there's nothing to see
I've already been down the street of chance
Baby, you're so clean
Baby, please stay clean
We are walking down the street of chance
Where the chance is always next to none
And the intentions unjust
Baby, there's nothing to see
I've already been down the street of chance
Baby, you're so young
Baby, please stay young
We are walking down the street of chance
Where the chance is always slim or none
And the intentions unjust
Baby, there's nothing to see
I've already been down the street of chance
Baby, don't you cry
Baby, I've already cried
We are walking down the street of chance
The chance is always slim or none
And the intention unjust
And the intention unjust
And the intention unjust
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Prompt: Willst du tanzen
Mit mir tanzen
Oder willst du lieber geh'n
Darf ich dich küssen
Zärtlich küssen
Oder willst du lieber geh'n
Ich war gemein
Schrecklich gemein
Doch ich knie vor dir nieder
Und ich fleh' dich an: Verzeih
Mein Blick vergiftet
Von den Zweifeln
An deiner Liebe zu mir
Von meinen Ängsten
Dich zu verlieren
Schon der Gedanke
Lässt mich erfrier'n
Ich war gemein
Schrecklich gemein
Doch ich knie vor dir nieder
Und ich fleh' dich an: Verzeih
Ich weiß ich bin
Ein ew'ges Kind
Das sich verlaufen hat
In seinem Eigensinn
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Ich tat dir weh
Unsagbar weh
Und ich habe dich
Noch nie so weinen geseh'n
Ich weiß, ich bin
Ein alter Narr
Der seine Fehler
Wie Freunde um sich schart
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Prompt: Capture the surreal essence of Salvador Dalí's artistic style in a depiction of the fusion between the human brain and machines. Create a dreamlike landscape where melting clocks and distorted, otherworldly figures coexist with intricate mechanical components. The scene should evoke a sense of profound, subconscious connection between the human mind and the world of machinery, with Dalí's signature blend of realism and absurdity. Let the colors and forms meld and flow in a way that blurs the boundary between the organic and the mechanical, inviting viewers to explore the depths of the human-machine relationship in a truly surreal fashion.
Prompt: A a surreal and dystopian dreamscape where a colossal, Dalíesque eye emerges from the depths of a cave, overseeing a landscape that evokes the eerie and oppressive atmosphere of communism. The eye should be a swirling vortex of symbolism, with surreal details that reflect the themes of surveillance, control, and the surreal nature of reality. Let the dream blur the line between the real and the absurd, leaving viewers with a sense of unease and thought-provoking contemplation.
Prompt: Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing
We're what's happening
Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing
We're an ice machine
We see people, brand-new people
They're something to see
Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing
Oh, isn't it wild?
Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing
We're walking through town
Nightclubbing, we're nightclubbing
We walk like a ghost
We learn dances, brand-new dances
Like the nuclear bomb
When we're nightclubbing, bright-white clubbing
Oh, isn't it wild?
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Prompt: In the quiet sanctuary of his bedroom, a young, geeky child sits at his keyboard, fingers gliding over the keys as he loses himself in the music. His room is a true reflection of his curious, scientific mind: the walls are covered with posters of the cosmos, planets, and famous scientists, their bright colors popping against a cozy, softly lit background.
Rows of shelves line the walls, crammed with large, well-worn books that stand next to piles of Rubik's cubes and intricately detailed model airplanes. On his desk, a computer screen displays breathtaking images of outer space—galaxies, nebulas, and faraway stars illuminating his workspace. A massive blackboard hangs nearby, filled with scribbled equations and complex mathematical formulas, evidence of the countless hours he's spent puzzling over the mysteries of the universe.
The room feels cluttered but inviting, alive with the energy of discovery.
Prompt: So this is Christmas
And what have you done?
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you had fun
The near and the dear ones
The old and the young
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas (war is over)
For weak and for strong (if you want it)
The rich and the poor ones (war is over)
The road is so long (now)
And so happy Christmas (war is over)
For black and for white (if you want it)
For yellow and red ones (war is over)
Let's stop all the fight (now)
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas (war is over)
And what have we done? (If you want it)
Another year over (war is over)
And a new one just begun (now)
And so happy Christmas (war is over)
We hope you have fun (if you want it)
The near and the dear ones (war is over)
The old and the young (now)
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
War is over
If you want it
War is over
Now
Prompt: A stunning and inspiring scene of two cyclists, a man and a woman, racing through the vast, shimmering white expanse of the Salinas Grandes salt flats in Jujuy, Argentina. The cyclists are dressed in vibrant gear, their bikes kicking up small clouds of salt dust as they speed across the cracked polygonal patterns of the salt plain. In the background, the majestic Andes mountains rise dramatically, their peaks dusted with snow under a clear, deep blue sky. The scene is bathed in golden sunlight, casting long shadows and creating a striking contrast between the white salt flats and the vivid colors of the cyclists and the surrounding landscape. The atmosphere is dynamic and filled with energy, emphasizing the beauty of nature and the thrill of adventure.
Prompt: I get knocked down, but I get up again, you're never gonna keep me down, beautiful woman bathing in shining diamonds, red candles; full body, smooth, by Andrew ATROSHENKO; Speedpaint with large brush strokes ; drip painting; paint splashes; a masterpiece; maximalist; uncanny; highly detailed and intricate, beautiful colors; no sign, no watermark, no extra woman, no extra man
Prompt: A majestic phoenix bird soars gracefully through the boundless universe, its fiery plumage shimmering with radiant hues of gold and crimson. Surrounding it, an opalescent rainbow nebula swirls, casting an ethereal glow that illuminates the cosmic expanse, blending vibrant colors and stardust in a mesmerizing celestial dance.
Prompt: High atop a majestic mountain peak, under the luminous gaze of a colossal azure moon, a powerful wizard clashes with a fearsome dragon in a battle for the ages. The moon's ethereal light bathes the scene, highlighting every intricate detail of the wizard’s crackling spells and the dragon’s fiery breath. The confrontation brims with raw energy, as magic and might collide in a dazzling display of power and determination. Capture the drama, the intensity, and the surreal beauty of this moonlit duel, infusing the scene with vivid detail and your signature artistic flair.
Prompt: A captivating and enchanting scene featuring an adorable little beagle with a heart-shaped red balloon. Set this charming tableau in a vintage, quaint town with cobblestone streets that exude a sense of mystery, all under the enchanting glow of a full moon. Picture the beagle as a lovable, animated character with unique, endearing traits. The town should have a distinctive, slightly offbeat charm, with eccentric architecture and playful details. Illuminate the scene with the radiance of a full moon casting gentle, intriguing shadows, setting a surreal but captivating atmosphere. The composition follows the golden ratio and is reminiscent of the works of renowned artists like wlop, artgerm, and James Jean. The style is a fusion of science fiction and fantasy, featuring elements inspired by H. R. Giger and Beksinski. The artwork is vibrant, rich, and highly detailed, capturing the essence of an epic, trending masterpiece on platforms like CGSociety and ArtStation. It possesses an ominous undertone, reminiscent
Prompt: A hauntingly beautiful moonlit nightscape unfolds atop a cascading waterfall, bathed in ethereal silver and blue tones. A towering German shepherd stands upright on its hind legs, its silhouette striking and surreal as it howls mournfully at the glowing night sky. The scene exudes an eerie, chilling atmosphere, rich with intricate textures that amplify its otherworldly allure.
Prompt: A sprawling prison castle in ruins, perched on a misty, windswept cliffside, its crumbled towers and shattered gates bathed in the golden glow of a rising sun. The decayed stone walls, overgrown with vines and wildflowers, hint at the passage of time and the triumph of nature over confinement. Emerging from the shattered remnants, a breathtaking blonde woman with flowing hair and radiant, giant yellow butterfly wings takes flight. Her wings shimmer with golden hues, catching the light as she ascends into the open sky. Her graceful figure embodies freedom and hope, soaring above the vast expanse of wilderness below. The scene merges haunting beauty with transcendent liberation, a powerful symbol of escaping captivity and embracing a boundless, renewed life.
Prompt: A sprawling prison castle in ruins, perched on a misty, windswept cliffside, its crumbled towers and shattered gates bathed in the golden glow of a rising sun. The decayed stone walls, overgrown with vines and wildflowers, hint at the passage of time and the triumph of nature over confinement. Emerging from the shattered remnants, a breathtaking blonde woman with flowing hair and radiant, giant yellow butterfly wings takes flight. Her wings shimmer with golden hues, catching the light as she ascends into the open sky. Her graceful figure embodies freedom and hope, soaring above the vast expanse of wilderness below. The scene merges haunting beauty with transcendent liberation, a powerful symbol of escaping captivity and embracing a boundless, renewed life.
Prompt: At dawn on a misty battlefield, two soldiers stand side by side, their breaths visible in the cold morning air. One, a young commander, clutches her sword tightly, while her comrade—an old friend—stands with quiet resolve, his hand resting on her shoulder. Around them, an army readies for a desperate fight, banners snapping in the wind. As the first light of the rising sun glints off their weapons, a sudden volley of arrows pierces the morning calm. One strikes her comrade, and he falls at her feet. Kneeling beside him, she grasps his hand, tears mingling with the dirt on her face, as he looks at her with a faint smile and whispers words she cannot hear over the chaos. The battlefield stretches beyond, golden sunlight clashing with the somber reality of war, a reminder of beauty and loss intertwined. In the distance, the rebels charge forward, unaware of the bond shattered just moments before.
Ich hatt einen Kameraden
Einen bessern findst du nit.
Die Trommel schlug zum Streite,
Er ging an meiner Seite
In gleichem Schritt und Tritt
Eine Kugel kam geflogen,
Gilt´s mir oder gilt es dir?
Ihn hat es weggerissen,
Er liegt mir vor den Füßen,
Als wär´s ein Stück von mir.
Will mir die Hand noch reichen,
Derweil ich eben lad.
Kann dir die Hand nicht geben,
Bleib du im ewgen Leben
Mein guter Kamerad!
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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.
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