Prompt: Red Summer
Sing an ode to the seasons turn
A trail of bloodlust fervor
And dance to the tune of night
Where the rivers speak of red summers
Here’s an ode to the dying words
Forgotten now through time
A prophecy, an elegy
Must now in darkness climb
And here’s an ode to the riddle of doors
Near the mountainside
Where fear fulfilled, blood was spilled
And wash our dark collide
Here’s an ode to worlds of glass
Beyond the fractures deep
The righteous there are waiting
To wake again from sleep
And now an ode to all once lost
To hearts ready to break
Behold, your love is sleeping
In time, all things will wake
Here’s an ode to silent tears
All who in darkness died
The morning dawns a new hope
To rise when worlds collide
Last an ode to brokenness
And scars buried deep
There’s beauty in the fractures
Where God his people keeps
Prompt: Come all ye fools and vagabonds, rags tattered and spent
For mountains lie beyond the sea, where no man ventures yet
To the Exiled King and Outlaw Lord, to whom justice was fair
Come ye all by ancient roads, where evil haunts the lair
Come to the place where the whisper is heard, neath a summers sky
In the darkness there a light will shine, in the song of Lorrelai
Epic, romantic poem, Lovecraftian horror. 4k ultra detailed, high definition. Award winning masterpiece, HDR.
Prompt: extremely detailed muted coloured hand drawing in the style of Joe Fenton, mind blowing landscape with stone bridge and a remarkable old oak tree, dramatic clouds, fantastical, surrealistic, elegant, beautiful, high definition, striking drawing, artstation, intricate, beautiful, award winning, fantastic view, fantasy, elaborate, HDR, crisp quality
Prompt: Our day has come
It's drawn in the sky
So, don't shed a tear now
Be thankful for the time
Life wouldn't be so precious, dear, if there never was an end
Prompt: We stand on the edge now
We've come so far
And through all the dust it becomes clear
You will always be in my heart
There's no death, no end of time, when I'm facing it with you
Prompt: In the aftermath of civilization's collapse, nature defiantly weaves its reclamation tapestry across the desolate remnants of a once-thriving metropolis. Cracked asphalt surrenders to resilient flora, sprouting defiantly through forgotten concrete. Skyscrapers, now skeletal relics, stand as monuments to a bygone era, while vines cascade down the sides, embracing structures in an organic embrace. The city, now a surreal fusion of decay and revival, bears witness to the inexorable resilience of nature against the backdrop of humanity's fleeting dominance. Extremely realistic. Super detailed. Gorgeous scenery.
Prompt: In the heart of imagination's embrace lies Eldoria, a fantasy land where ethereal forests shimmer with bioluminescent flora, and crystalline rivers wind through emerald valleys. Towering spires of iridescent architecture touch the clouds, while mythical creatures and enchanted beings coexist in harmony, creating a tapestry of wonder woven by dreams. Extremely realistic.
Prompt: "Lovecraftian Eldritch high gothic tim Burton style dark forest hallow oily black trees glowing white blue midnight moon flowers path through forest scary creepy scary intricate motifs perfect composition masterpiece insanely-detailed ultra-detailed extreme-detailed"
Prompt: I saw three ships a sailin' in from across the sea
Strangers never were welcome but for curiosity
But come they did and when they did, ready they did stand
And things would never be the same in our village on the sand
When the ships pulled into dock, the villagers did hide
When trouble came, it usually was brought upon the tide
When the pirates disembarked, they were making plans
And from then on, things were not the same in our village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
The smugglers came into our town and many sought to run
I stood my ground bravely and came face to face with one
Time and travel on the seas weathered face and hand
He was different than the others in my village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
Na na, na na na na
Na na, na na na na, our village on the sand
He told me of the years he'd spent on the stormy seas
But then he spoke a poet's words of philosophy
And when he had to leave again, he asked me for my hand
And I knew I'd never see again, my village on the sand
Prompt: The valley green was so serene
In the middle ran a stream so blue
A maiden fair in despair
Once had met her true love there and she told him
She would say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose"
Her eyes believed in mysteries
She would lay amongst the leaves of amber
Her spirit wild, heart of a child yet gentle still
And quiet and mild and he loved her
When she would say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose
Ghost of a rose"
When all was done, she turned to run
Dancing to the setting sun as he watched her
And ever more he thought he saw
A glimpse of her upon the moors forever
He'd hear her say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose"
Prompt: The valley green was so serene
In the middle ran a stream so blue
A maiden fair in despair
Once had met her true love there and she told him
She would say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose"
Her eyes believed in mysteries
She would lay amongst the leaves of amber
Her spirit wild, heart of a child yet gentle still
And quiet and mild and he loved her
When she would say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose
Ghost of a rose"
When all was done, she turned to run
Dancing to the setting sun as he watched her
And ever more he thought he saw
A glimpse of her upon the moors forever
He'd hear her say
"Promise me, when you see
A white rose you'll think of me
I love you so
Never let go
I will be your ghost of a rose"
Prompt: Red Summer
Sing an ode to the seasons turn
A trail of bloodlust fervor
And dance to the tune of night
Where the rivers speak of red summers
Here’s an ode to the dying words
Forgotten now through time
A prophecy, an elegy
Must now in darkness climb
And here’s an ode to the riddle of doors
Near the mountainside
Where fear fulfilled, blood was spilled
And wash our dark collide
Here’s an ode to worlds of glass
Beyond the fractures deep
The righteous there are waiting
To wake again from sleep
And now an ode to all once lost
To hearts ready to break
Behold, your love is sleeping
In time, all things will wake
Here’s an ode to silent tears
All who in darkness died
The morning dawns a new hope
To rise when worlds collide
Last an ode to brokenness
And scars buried deep
There’s beauty in the fractures
Where God his people keeps
Prompt: The dreamer shown in full figure from behind looks at the sky full of floating iridescent bioluminescent transparent jellyfish among the stars. Lots of jellyfish. Fantasy painting. In the style of art of Reylia Slaby, Catrin Welz-Stein and Jean Baptiste Monge. Magic surrealism, vibrant pastel colours, blue tones, magical, enchanting, ethereal, dreamy.
Better face, more detailed
Prompt: The pixie queen, fairy queen. Long, shimmering butterfly wings, golden eyes of starlit wonder. Hair long and gold to fill the north wind, as though the starlit skies she flies, the stars dance around her, spinning into space like a thousand shards of broken glass, reflecting the beauty of the world. fantasy image, ethereal, magical, epic. Modestly dressed in a flower gown, long pink petals reaching down over her legs. Dress covers modestly
cover her torso in a lovely silken blouse, long and flows
Prompt: Midnight dream of a dramatically beautiful woman, her beautiful human eyes are open, her amazing tresses fill the image to the corners, ultra hd, realistic, vivid colors, highly detailed, perfect composition, insanely detailed octane render, trending on artstation, brightly radiating energy which is super bright and glowing against a pitch-black cosmic void; anthropomorphic neon art; Gerald Brom, Charlie Bowater, Ray Caesar, stylized painting, fine art masterpiece, incredibly detailed, reflection, masterpiece
Prompt: Male Portrait fantasy comics painting of a young charming man aquiline profiled male, a rugged manly captain dressed in black and brass with beautifully noble handsome face and long red hair tinted gold in sunlight aboard Steampunk flying ship above clouds, aerial view of steampunk city in background.
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.
