Prompt: "A highly realistic portrayal of a slender, graceful woman in her 20s, with long, flowing natural blonde hair, cascading in gentle waves down her back. The wind tugs at her hair and the edges of her strawberry-patterned, short summer dress, causing them to flutter delicately in the breeze. Her skin is porcelain-smooth, almost glowing, with a flawless, soft texture that looks like it could be touched and felt in reality. She has almond-shaped, vivid emerald green eyes, their depth revealing a sense of quiet joy and warmth, while her full, natural red lips, though not smiling overtly, exude a subtle, contented expression. She stands amidst a hillside blanketed with spring flowers, the vibrant colors of the blossoms contrasting beautifully with the fresh, bright green of the grass beneath her. Her fingers, long and delicate, reach out to gently touch the flowers that stretch to her knees, as if feeling their softness and the coolness of their petals. Despite the absence of an overt smile, the light in her eyes is a clear reflection of her happiness. The soft wind plays with her dress and hair, creating an almost tangible sense of movement. It's a serene moment, filled with the freshness of early spring, where every detail—the flowers, the light breeze, and the warmth in her gaze—speaks of a peaceful joy."
Prompt: "Hyper-realistic cinematic scene: A fierce 20-year-old woman with long snow-white hair and piercing blue eyes stands in a dark alley, gripping a smoking pistol. Blood drips from her lip, her porcelain skin smeared with dirt and sweat. She wears a torn black leather jacket over a tight bodysuit, her slender waist accentuated by a bullet belt. The background is rain-soaked neon lights, with a shadowy figure collapsing in the distance. Style: 'John Wick meets Sin City'—high contrast, dramatic lighting, ultra-detailed textures (blood splatters, rain droplets on skin). Mood: gritty, intense, no-holds-barred action.
Prompt: "Isabella stands in a cold, snow-covered alley, her pure white hair cascading in soft waves, untouched by dye—naturally as white as the falling snow. The icy wind brushes against her, yet she remains unfazed, her slender fingers elegantly holding a lit cigarette. The ember glows in the dark, casting a warm flicker against her porcelain-like skin. Each inhale sends a stream of smoke curling into the frozen air, mixing with the falling snowflakes, creating a hauntingly beautiful contrast.
Despite the bitter cold, Isabella wears a sleek, modern dress—thin, almost weightless, as if she refuses to acknowledge winter’s grasp. The fabric clings to her curvaceous frame, emphasizing her effortless elegance. Snowflakes land softly on her bare shoulders, melting upon contact, yet she makes no move to brush them away.
Her piercing blue eyes seem lost in thought, staring into the distance, her mind far from the alley’s eerie stillness. Her full, naturally red lips part slightly as she exhales another stream of smoke, the glow of her cigarette briefly illuminating her delicate features. With a slow, graceful motion, she lifts a hand, tucking a strand of her white hair behind her ear, an unspoken confidence radiating from her every move.
The night is quiet, save for the faint crackling of burning tobacco. The alley remains dark, but Isabella stands as its luminous contrast—an untouchable figure in the frozen silence, where smoke and snow intertwine in the cold night air."
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.
