Prompt: The Magic Suitcase
In a dusty attic, hidden behind old boxes and forgotten toys, was a magical trunk. It was not like other suitcases. It was made of old wood, with brass fittings and a mysterious symbol on the lid. What was special about the trunk was its interior: eight compartments, separated by thick curtains,
and each space represented an age of the Earth.
First room: The Stone Age. The room was filled with stone tools, cave paintings and shiny mammoth teeth. An illustration of a hunting family following a herd of reindeer on a snowy tundra adorned the wall.
Second room: The Bronze Age. Here, bronze swords and jewelry shone in the dim light.
An illustration of a magnificent sun chariot pulling across a golden field hung on the wall.
Third room: The Iron Age. Iron weapons and armor filled the room, and an illustration of Vikings sailing on a stormy sea adorned the wall.
Fourth room: The Middle Ages. The room was filled with knightly armor, gothic cathedrals and colorful tapestries.
An illustration of a king's coronation in a grand hall hung on the wall.
Fifth room: The Renaissance. Works of art by Leonardo da Vinci and Michelangelo adorned the walls, and the room was filled with inventions such as the astrolabe and the printing press.
Sixth room: The Enlightenment. Wigs, books and philosophical discussions filled the room.
An illustration of an illuminated salon with debating thinkers hung on the wall.
Seventh Room: The Industrial Revolution. Steam engines, factories and railways filled the space. An illustration of a busy city with smoking chimneys and steaming trains hung on the wall.
Eighth room: The modern age. Computers, smartphones and robots filled the room.
An illustration of an astronaut hovering over a futuristic city adorned the wall.
Prompt: Nyheden om Ostetopias miniature-Tivoli spredte sig hurtigt til skoven. Dyr fra alle afkroge strømmede til for at se den lille magiske verden og deltage i den festival, som musene havde arrangeret.
Festivalen var en hyldest til glæde og fællesskab. Der var musik og dans, ostekonkurrencer og spændende fortællinger. Og selvfølgelig var miniature-Tivoli et af festivalens absolutte højdepunkter.
Børnene hoppede af glæde, når de kørte i miniature-karrusellerne og rutsjebanerne. De voksne beundrede den detaljerede konstruktion og den livlige atmosfære i den lille verden.
Musene var stolte af at kunne dele deres passion for Tivoli med de andre dyr. De fortalte historier om deres oplevelser i parken og sang sange om magi og eventyr.
Festivalen var en stor succes. Den bragte dyr fra alle arter sammen og skabte et varigt bånd af venskab og forståelse. Miniature-Tivoli blev et symbol på den magiske kraft, der kan opstå, når man deler sin fantasi med andre.
Prompt: Nyheden om Ostetopias miniature-Tivoli spredte sig hurtigt til skoven. Dyr fra alle afkroge strømmede til for at se den lille magiske verden og deltage i den festival, som musene havde arrangeret.
Festivalen var en hyldest til glæde og fællesskab. Der var musik og dans, ostekonkurrencer og spændende fortællinger. Og selvfølgelig var miniature-Tivoli et af festivalens absolutte højdepunkter.
Børnene hoppede af glæde, når de kørte i miniature-karrusellerne og rutsjebanerne. De voksne beundrede den detaljerede konstruktion og den livlige atmosfære i den lille verden.
Musene var stolte af at kunne dele deres passion for Tivoli med de andre dyr. De fortalte historier om deres oplevelser i parken og sang sange om magi og eventyr.
Festivalen var en stor succes. Den bragte dyr fra alle arter sammen og skabte et varigt bånd af venskab og forståelse. Miniature-Tivoli blev et symbol på den magiske kraft, der kan opstå, når man deler sin fantasi med andre.
Prompt: Nyheden om Ostetopias miniature-Tivoli spredte sig hurtigt til skoven. Dyr fra alle afkroge strømmede til for at se den lille magiske verden og deltage i den festival, som musene havde arrangeret.
Festivalen var en hyldest til glæde og fællesskab. Der var musik og dans, ostekonkurrencer og spændende fortællinger. Og selvfølgelig var miniature-Tivoli et af festivalens absolutte højdepunkter.
Børnene hoppede af glæde, når de kørte i miniature-karrusellerne og rutsjebanerne. De voksne beundrede den detaljerede konstruktion og den livlige atmosfære i den lille verden.
Musene var stolte af at kunne dele deres passion for Tivoli med de andre dyr. De fortalte historier om deres oplevelser i parken og sang sange om magi og eventyr.
Festivalen var en stor succes. Den bragte dyr fra alle arter sammen og skabte et varigt bånd af venskab og forståelse. Miniature-Tivoli blev et symbol på den magiske kraft, der kan opstå, når man deler sin fantasi med andre.
Prompt: Inspireret af deres eventyr i Tivoli satte musene sig for at skabe en magisk miniatureverden i osteklokken. De brugte uger på at samle oste i alle former og størrelser, og med stor omhu og præcision begyndte de at konstruere en miniudgave af parkens forlystelser og attraktioner.
De brugte Gruyère til at skabe Dæmonens svimlende loops, Mozzarella til Tivolis ikoniske karrusel og Gouda til den charmerende H.C. Andersen-scene. Små stykker blåskimmelost blev brugt til at imitere blomsterbeplantninger, og olivenolie glimtede som søer og floder i den lille verden.
Da miniature-Tivoli var færdigt, var det et sandt kunstværk. Musene inviterede alle i Ostetopia til at se deres mesterværk. De beundrede de detaljerede forlystelser, miniaturefolket af oste og den livlige atmosfære, der var skabt i den lille glaskuppel.
Men musene ville have mere. De ville bringe magi til live i deres mini-Tivoli. De samlede små lysdioder og installerede dem i forlystelserne, så de glimtede og blinkede i mørket. De fandt små klokker og bjælder, der ringede og kimede, når miniature-toget kørte forbi.
Og for at give den lille verden en lydkulisse komponerede musene en munter melodi ved hjælp af fløjter, trommer og små klokkespil. Når melodien spillede, virkede det som om miniature-Tivoli var fyldt med liv og glæde.
Ostetopias mus var stolte af deres skabelse. De havde ikke kun genskabt Tivolis magi, men de havde også skabt et symbol på fællesskab og kreativitet. Miniature-Tivoli var et sted, hvor alle mus kunne drømme stort og opleve eventyr på ny.
Prompt: Imponeret over musenes eventyrlyst inviterede Hr. Hansen dem på en eksklusiv rundvisning i Tivoli. Han tog dem med bag kulisserne, hvor de mødte andre medarbejdere, så hemmelige værksteder og hørte sjove anekdoter om parkens forlystelser.
Højdepunktet på rundvisningen var en tur i Tivolis berømte tog. Musene fik lov til at sidde i førerhuset ved siden af Hr. Hansen, mens de kørte gennem parkens smukke omgivelser. De vinkede til de forbipasserende gæster og følte sig som VIP'er.
Prompt: Efter den nervepirrende oplevelse i Dæmonen var musene mere end klar til en pause. De søgte ly i en hyggelig café, hvor de kunne nyde en kop varm ost og et stykke ostemad. Mens de sad og slappede af, bemærkede de en venlig mand i uniform, der betragtede dem med et smil.
Manden var ingen ringere end Hr. Hansen, en af Tivolis erfarne rutsjebaneoperatører. Han havde observeret musenes mod og handlekraft under den uventede hændelse, og han var fascineret af de små væsner.
Hr. Hansen satte sig ved musenes bord og introducerede sig. Han fortalte dem om sit arbejde og om Tivolis magiske historie. Musene var betaget af hans fortællinger, og de spurgte nysgerrigt ind til alle detaljerne.
Imponeret over musenes eventyrlyst inviterede Hr. Hansen dem på en eksklusiv rundvisning i Tivoli. Han tog dem med bag kulisserne, hvor de mødte andre medarbejdere, så hemmelige værksteder og hørte sjove anekdoter om parkens forlystelser.
Højdepunktet på rundvisningen var en tur i Tivolis berømte tog. Musene fik lov til at sidde i førerhuset ved siden af Hr. Hansen, mens de kørte gennem parkens smukke omgivelser. De vinkede til de forbipasserende gæster og følte sig som VIP'er.
Efter rundvisningen takkede musene Hr. Hansen for hans venlighed og gav ham et stykke af deres fineste oste som tak. Hr. Hansen var rørt over gaven og lovede at besøge dem igen snart.
Musene vendte tilbage til osteklokken med et hjerte fyldt med glæde og nye oplevelser. De havde ikke kun overlevet en farefuld situation, men de havde også fået en ny ven og oplevet magien i Tivoli.
Prompt: I Tivoli, under skyggen af Det Gamle Rådhus, stod rutsjebanen Dæmonen klar til at give sine gæster et adrenalinfyldt sus. I forreste vogn sad en gruppe mus, der for første gang skulle opleve rutsjebanens spænding.
De små mus var fyldt med forventning, da vognen begyndte at bevæge sig op ad den første bakke. De kiggede ned på det myldrende folkehav og mærkede vinden i pelsen. Da vognen nåede toppen, holdt de sig fast og lukkede øjnene.
Med et hvin kørte vognen ned ad den stejle bakke og ind i det første loop. Musene skreg af glæde, da de blev presset tilbage i sæderne. De hvirvlede rundt og rundt, og for et øjeblik føltes det som om de svævede i luften.
Men pludselig stoppede vognen midt i loopet. Musene kiggede forvirret på hinanden. Hvad skete der? De hørte en raslen og et bump fra bagenden af rutsjebanen. De bagerste vogne var faldet ned!
Musene i forreste vogn var fanget. De sad fast i luften, højt over jorden. Hvad skulle de gøre?
En af musene, en modig lille mus ved navn Pip, tog kommandoen. Han fik de andre mus til at skubbe sammen på sæderne. Med et kraftfuldt skub satte de vognen i gang igen.
Vognen kørte hurtigt ned ad loopet og landede med et bump på jorden. Musene var rystet, men de var i live. De hoppede ud af vognen og løb hen til de andre mus, der var faldet ned. Heldigvis var ingen kommet til skade.
Musene var taknemmelige for, at de var sluppet helskindet fra den farlige oplevelse. De havde lært en vigtig lektie: Selv i en sjov forlystelse som en rutsjebane kan der ske uventede ting. Men med mod og samarbejde kan man overvinde alle udfordringer.
Prompt: The suitcase with the five floors lay on a dream bed that was as magical as itself. The bed was made of fine fabric in a deep shade of blue reminiscent of a starry night sky. It was covered in silky rose petals that smelled of summer and sunshine.
When Ella lay down in bed and closed her eyes, she could feel the power of dreams.
She could imagine anything she wanted and it would come true in the magical floors of the trunk.
One night Ella dreamed of flying. She opened the suitcase and went up to the fifth floor. Here she created a universe with floating islands and crystal clear clouds. She gained wings and flew through the air, free as a bird.
Another night, Ella dreamed of meeting a mermaid. She went down to the first floor in the trunk and found a portal to a magical sea. She jumped into the water and met a beautiful mermaid with a glittering tail fin. They swam together in the deep blue sea and experienced the wonders of the underwater world.
Ella's dreams in the dream bed were endless.
Every night was a new adventure, and the five-story suitcase was her magical portal to a world of imagination.
Prompt: The magical flying Easter suitcase
The Easter Bunny eagerly jumped around in the magical flying suitcase, which was now decorated for Easter. Each of the five floors was filled with colorful eggs, candy and fun Easter activities.
First floor: In the dollhouse from the "Lykkegudindens workshop" the dolls were dressed in fine Easter dresses and habits.
They played with egg hunts in the garden and ate chocolate cakes. The Easter Bunny jumped around and handed out small eggs to the dolls, who smiled and laughed with joy.
Second floor: In the garage from the "Postman's workshop" the cars were decorated with Easter decorations. The Easter Bunny had organized an egg race,
and the cars eagerly dived around the track to reach the finish line first. There were cheers and cheers when the winner was announced.
Third floor: In "Lille Lykke" the city was decorated with flag garlands and colorful banners. The Easter Bunny hopped through the streets and handed out eggs to the happy residents. The children played hide and seek in the city park,
and the doll families enjoyed Easter lunch in the garden.
Fourth floor: In the magical library there was a special collection of Easter books. The Easter Bunny read aloud to the dolls and the children, who listened with excitement to stories about the magic of Easter.
Fifth floor: On the empty floor, the Easter Bunny had created a magical Easter garden.
Here there were flower beds filled with daffodils and tulips, and little rabbits were jumping around and playing. The Easter Bunny invited everyone to come and play in the garden and they spent a nice day eating eggs, playing games and enjoying the beautiful spring weather.
Prompt: In a cheese bell on a well-covered table, on a terrace overlooking the Earth, lived a family of mice. They were not ordinary mice, but moon mice, and their homes were made of the finest curds.
Every morning they woke up to the smell of melted cheese seeping from the walls. They ate cheese porridge for breakfast,
cheese sandwich for lunch and cheese fondue for dinner. They played in cheese mazes, climbed cheese mountains and swam in cheese rivers.
The moon mice were a lively crowd. They sang cheese songs, danced the cheese polka and told stories about the brave mice who defeated the evil cheese cat. They were always happy and content because they had everything,
what their heart could desire: cheese in abundance.
One day a space capsule landed on the moon. An astronaut stepped out, dressed in a white suit and with a big smile on his face. He had come to investigate the moon and see if there was life.
The moon mice were afraid of the astronaut at first. They had never seen a human before.
But the astronaut was kind and gave them cheese buns as a peace gift. The moon mice were delighted with the cheese balls and ate them with great pleasure.
The astronaut and the moon mice quickly became friends. The astronaut learned about the life and culture of the moon mice, and the moon mice learned about Earth and its people. They sang cheese songs for the astronaut,
and he told them stories about Earth.
When it was time for the astronaut to return to Earth, the moon mice were upset. But they knew they would see him again one day. And they knew they would always have each other and their cheese paradise.
Prompt: A suitcase full of stories: Imagine a suitcase, not an ordinary suitcase, but a magical five-story suitcase. Each floor is a portal to a new world, a new story. First floor: If you open the dusty suitcase, you will be met by a charming miniature city. It's Little Happiness, a town of dollhouses filled with friendly dolls and fairy tales. You can follow the busy day of the puppet mechanic, dream with the puppet racer about winning the big race, or just enjoy the peaceful atmosphere of the small town. Second floor: A portal to the Cretaceous period opens. You meet Blue and Red, two Tyrannosaurus Rex dinosaurs, who fall in love with each other. You follow them on their adventures in the lush Cretaceous world, where they fight against dangers and celebrate the triumph of love. Third floor: Here you will find the Goddess of Fortune's workshop. A magical three-story dollhouse filled with symbols of happiness. You can play with the dolls, admire the art gallery and dream by the magical fountain . Fourth floor: A portal to a fairy world opens. You meet a brave knight who embarks on a dangerous mission to rescue a princess. You follow him on his journey through troll caves, enchanted forests and magical castles. Fifth floor: The last floor is a portal to your own imagination. Here you can create your own stories, let your imagination run wild and bring your dreams to life. The five-story suitcase is more than just a suitcase. It is a portal to a world of endless adventures, a source of inspiration and joy. It is a reminder that magical stories are everywhere, we just have to open our hearts and imaginations to find them.
Prompt: The suitcase with the five floors lay on a dream bed that was as magical as itself. The bed was made of fine fabric in a deep shade of blue reminiscent of a starry night sky. It was covered in silky rose petals that smelled of summer and sunshine.
When Ella lay down in bed and closed her eyes, she could feel the power of dreams.
She could imagine anything she wanted and it would come true in the magical floors of the trunk.
One night Ella dreamed of flying. She opened the suitcase and went up to the fifth floor. Here she created a universe with floating islands and crystal clear clouds. She gained wings and flew through the air, free as a bird.
Another night, Ella dreamed of meeting a mermaid. She went down to the first floor in the trunk and found a portal to a magical sea. She jumped into the water and met a beautiful mermaid with a glittering tail fin. They swam together in the deep blue sea and experienced the wonders of the underwater world.
Ella's dreams in the dream bed were endless.
Every night was a new adventure, and the five-story suitcase was her magical portal to a world of imagination.
Prompt: En kuffert fyldt med historier:
Forestil dig en kuffert, ikke en almindelig kuffert, men en magisk kuffert på fem etager. Hver etage er en portal til en ny verden, en ny fortælling.
Første etage: Åbner du den støvede kuffert, mødes du af en charmerende miniatureby. Det er Lille Lykke, en by af dukkehuse fyldt med venlige dukker og eventyrlige fortællinger. Du kan følge dukkemekanikerens travle dag, drømme med dukkeracerkøreren om at vinde det store løb, eller bare nyde den fredelige atmosfære i den lille by.
Anden etage: En portal til kridttiden åbner sig. Du møder Blå og Rød, to Tyrannosaurus Rex dinosaurer, der forelsker sig i hinanden. Du følger dem på deres eventyr i den frodige kridttidsverden, hvor de kæmper mod farer og fejrer kærlighedens triumf.
Tredje etage: Her finder du Lykkegudindens værksted. Et magisk dukkehus på tre etager fyldt med symboler på lykke. Du kan lege med dukkerne, beundre kunstgalleriet og drømme ved den magiske springvand.
Fjerde etage: En portal til en eventyrverden åbner sig. Du møder en modig ridder, der drager ud på en farefuld mission for at redde en prinsesse. Du følger ham på hans rejse gennem troldehuler, fortryllede skove og magiske slotte.
Femte etage: Den sidste etage er en portal til din egen fantasi. Her kan du skabe dine egne historier, lade fantasien løbe løbsk og bringe dine drømme til live.
Kufferten på fem etager er mere end bare en kuffert. Det er en portal til en verden af uendelige eventyr, en kilde til inspiration og glæde. Den er en påmindelse om, at magiske fortællinger findes overalt, vi skal bare åbne vores hjerter og fantasi for at finde dem.
Prompt: In the dusty landscape of Nevada, surrounded by rolling dunes and gnarled Joshua trees, stood a miniature town of dollhouse-like charm. The city, known as "Lille Lykke", was an oasis of fantasy and idyll in the middle of the harsh desert.
Houses in all the colors of the rainbow, with neat details and cozy porches, clustered together along gravel streets.
A miniature church with a steeple jutting up into the blue sky stood proudly in the center of the town. Next to the church there was a park with swings and sandboxes where doll children played and laughed.
In the town's small grocery store, filled with fragrant bread and colorful candy bags, a doll woman stood with a friendly smile and greeted the customers.
A puppet postman rode his bicycle around town delivering letters and parcels. In the small school, puppet children sat at small desks and listened attentively to their puppet teacher.
Life in Lille Lykke was simple and peaceful. The residents were friendly and helpful, and there was always time for a cup of tea and a nice chat.
The city was a sanctuary from the busy world outside, a place where dreams could flourish and imaginations could run wild.
One day a young girl named Ella came to Nevada with her family. She was sad and lonely, having moved away from her childhood home. When she saw Lille Lykke, she immediately fell in love with the charming town.
Ella started playing with the dolls in town and creating stories about their lives. She found comfort and joy in the peaceful atmosphere of the small town. The townspeople welcomed her with open arms and she quickly made new friends.
Lille Lykke became Ella's new sanctuary. Here she could be herself and forget her worries. In the small town she found that happiness,
she had searched for.
Prompt: In the shade of lush ferns and towering palm trees stood Blue, a Tyrannosaurus Rex with scales a deep, ocean blue shade. His eyes, golden as amber, scanned the lush Cretaceous landscape. A longing gnawed at his heart. He sought his beloved, Red, a Tyrannosaurus Rex with flaming red scales that lit up in the sun's rays.
They often met by a sparkling river where they played and fought in friendly play. Blue admired Red's strength and courage, but most of all her warm heart. Her laughter was like music to his ears and her smile warmed even the coldest day.
One day, when Blue came to the river, Red was not there. He waited patiently, but in vain. The sun went down,
and fear began to gnaw at his soul. What if something had happened to her? He roared his sorrow and frustration into the dark night.
The next morning he followed the scent of smoked berries and came across a gigantic Triceratops carcass. Red stood guard next to it, her red scales glowing in the dawn light. She was hurt
a deep wound graced her side.
Blue roared with relief and rushed to her side. He protected her while she healed and they shared meat from the Triceratops. In the following days he cared for her carefully and their bond grew even stronger.
When Red had fully emerged, they stood under a full moon by the river.
Blue bowed his massive head and placed his muzzle against Red's. "Red," he said in a deep, rumbling voice, "you are my sun, my moon, my stars. Will you be mine forever?"
Red put her muzzle against his and smiled. "Yes, Blue," she said, "I will be yours forever."
The two Tyrannosaurus Rex lived happily in the lush Cretaceous world.
Their love was a beacon of hope in a time of danger and uncertainty. They proved that even in a brutal world, love can flourish and bring light to the darkest moments.
Prompt: In the workshop of the Goddess of Fortune, hidden behind a tulle veil of golden dust, stood a three-story dollhouse. It was no ordinary dollhouse, but a masterpiece of imagination and craftsmanship. Each floor was a tribute to happiness in different forms. The first floor was a jumble of color and joy. The living room was full of toys,
dolls in nice dresses and teddy bears with smiling faces. The kitchen smelled of freshly baked cookies, and on the dining table was a vase filled with flowers in all the colors of the rainbow. The second floor was more calm and peaceful. Here there was a cozy library with books about adventures and magical worlds.
In the bedroom was a bed with soft pillows and a silk duvet, and on the windowsill sat a cat looking out at the stars. The third floor was a secret place, accessible only to those with a pure heart. Here there was an art gallery filled with paintings of beautiful landscapes and happy people. In the center of the room stood a magical fountain,
which is said to fulfill wishes. The dollhouse was a symbol of the work of the Goddess of Fortune. She not only created happiness for people, but also for dolls, teddy bears and all other living beings. Every detail of the dollhouse was a reminder that happiness can be found in the little things, in the good times and in the magical moments.
One day a little girl entered the workshop of the Goddess of Fortune. She was sad and lonely. When she saw the dollhouse, her eyes lit up. She walked over to it and started playing with the dolls. She forgot all about her sorrow and immersed herself in a world of fantasy and joy. The goddess of fortune smiled. She knew she had done her job.
The dollhouse had brought happiness to the little girl, and that was the most important thing to her.
Prompt: I Lykkegudindens værksted, gemt bag et tylslør af gyldent støv, stod et dukkehus på tre etager. Det var ikke et almindeligt dukkehus, men et mesterværk af fantasi og håndværk. Hver etage var en hyldest til lykke i forskellige former.
Første etage var et virvar af farver og glæde. Stuen var fyldt med legetøj, dukker i fine kjoler og bamser med smilende ansigter. I køkkenet duftede det af nybagte småkager, og på spisebordet stod en vase fyldt med blomster i alle regnbuens farver.
Anden etage var mere rolig og fredfyldt. Her var der et hyggeligt bibliotek med bøger om eventyr og magiske verdener. I soveværelset stod en seng med bløde puder og et dyne af silke, og på vindueskarmen sad en kat og kiggede ud på stjernerne.
Tredje etage var et hemmeligt sted, kun tilgængelig for dem med et rent hjerte. Her var der et kunstgalleri fyldt med malerier af smukke landskaber og glade mennesker. I midten af rummet stod en magisk springvand, der siges at opfylde ønsker.
Dukkehuset var et symbol på Lykkegudindens arbejde. Hun skabte ikke bare lykke for mennesker, men også for dukker, bamser og alle andre levende væsener. Hver detalje i dukkehuset var en påmindelse om, at lykke kan findes i de små ting, i de gode stunder og i de magiske øjeblikke.
En dag kom en lille pige ind i Lykkegudindens værksted. Hun var ked af det og ensom. Da hun så dukkehuset, lyste hendes øjne op. Hun gik hen til det og begyndte at lege med dukkerne. Hun glemte alt om sin sorg og fordybede sig i en verden af fantasi og glæde.
Lykkegudinden smilede. Hun vidste, at hun havde gjort sit arbejde. Dukkehuset havde bragt lykke til den lille pige, og det var det vigtigste for hende.
Prompt: The moon shone silvery on the small hilltop where a UFO stood still and majestic. On top of the UFO, surrounded by flashing lights and buzzing machines, sat a group of robot children. They were gathered around a battery that glowed with a blue light, and in their metal hands they held tablets that displayed glowing text.In front of them sat robot grandmother,her sheet metal more gray and worn by the ravages of time. She smiled warmly at her great-grandchildren as she began her story."In the old days," she said in a metallic voice, "when robots were still new to Earth and humans were fascinated by our mechanical hearts, there lived a little robot girl named Anya. Anya was a curious robot,who loved to explore the world. One day she found a secret door in an old building that led to an underground city…”The robot children's bright eyes sparkled with excitement. They eagerly listened to the robot grandmother's story about Anya and her adventures. She told them about space travelers and cyborgs, about artificial intelligence and parallel universes,about powerful energy sources and hidden technologies. The kids were hanging on every word, completely mesmerized by Robot Grandma's stories.
Prompt: Månen skinnede sølvklart på den lille skovlysning, hvor et bål knitrede og spredte gyldne flammer. Omkring bålet sad en gruppe trolde, deres grove hud skinnede i måneskinnet. Foran dem stod en helstegt gris, der duftede himmelsk, og fra hvis svær sprøde flæskestykker hang.
Foran dem sad troldebamsen, hans mave så stor som en øltønde, og hans næse så rød som en glød. Han smilede bredt til sine små troldebørn, mens han begyndte at fortælle.
"I de gamle dage," sagde han med en dyb rumlen, "da trolde stadig herskede over landet, og mennesker var små og skrøbelige, boede der en lille troldkvinde ved navn Anya. Anya var en modig troldkvinde, der ikke var bange for noget. En dag stjal hun en helstegt gris fra kongens bord..."
Troldebørnenes øjne glimtede af spænding. De lyttede ivrigt til troldebamsens fortælling om Anya og hendes eventyr. Han fortalte dem om kæmper og drager, om nisser og alfer, om magiske sværd og skjulte skatte. Børnene hang på hvert ord, fuldstændig fascineret af troldebamsens historier.
Da grisen var fortæret og bålet begyndte at dø ud, var det tid til at gå hjem. Troldebørnene krammede troldebamsen og takkede ham for de gode historier. De lovede at komme tilbage igen snart og høre mere om hans eventyr.
Prompt: atmosphere: Halloween
Several red moons. Raindrops. flowers, wet, sunset,dry trees, roots in the mouth, ((lake with red water)).
"create a heart of [roses lined up as far as the eye can see]" milky-way, epic.
electric the sparks neon purple lightning neon red, Occult,
atmosphere: Halloween
Prompt: The moon shone silvery on the small hilltop where a UFO stood still and majestic. On top of the UFO, surrounded by flashing lights and buzzing machines, sat a group of robot children. They were gathered around a battery that glowed with a blue light, and in their metal hands they held tablets that displayed glowing text.
In front of them sat robot grandmother,
her sheet metal more gray and worn by the ravages of time. She smiled warmly at her great-grandchildren as she began her story.
"In the old days," she said in a metallic voice, "when robots were still new to Earth and humans were fascinated by our mechanical hearts, there lived a little robot girl named Anya. Anya was a curious robot,
who loved to explore the world. One day she found a secret door in an old building that led to an underground city…”
The robot children's bright eyes sparkled with excitement. They eagerly listened to the robot grandmother's story about Anya and her adventures. She told them about space travelers and cyborgs, about artificial intelligence and parallel universes,
about powerful energy sources and hidden technologies. The kids were hanging on every word, completely mesmerized by Robot Grandma's stories.
Prompt: an elephant holds a flag in its trunk
the flag is large with the words "love Thailand"
inside the elephant you can see a Tivoli, mice are playing there
Prompt: The moon shone silvery on the small forest clearing, where a fire crackled and spread golden flames. Around the fire sat a group of child skeletons, their small bones shining white in the moonlight. In front of them sat the grandmother's skeleton, her bones more yellow and worn by the ravages of time. She smiled warmly at her great-grandchildren as she began her story.
"Once upon a time," she said in a squeaky voice, "when the world was young and dinosaurs still roamed the earth, there lived a little girl named Anya. Anya was a brave girl who loved to explore the forest. One day she found a secret cave filled with treasures…”
The children's eyes sparkled with excitement.
They eagerly listened to the grandmother skeleton's story about Anya and her adventures. She told them of dragons and knights, of trolls and fairies, of magic swords and hidden treasures. The children hung on every word, completely fascinated by the grandmother skeleton's stories.
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.
