Prompt: Magical eerie acrylic and Ink wet-in-wet painting of a pair of high fashion reptile-inspired stilettos, adorned with elaborate, intricately detailed hexagonal iridescent scales in lime green, blue and gold, in the style of Yayoi Kusama and Aubrey Beardsley. The front tips of the stilettos end in a raised head of a cobra with a golden tongue sticking out of its mouth. 3D black voronoi foam pattern overlay, watercolor art, award winning photography, dynamic lighting, golden splatter, sand pigments, concept art, metallic bronze patina, intricately detailed, complex, elegant, focus on textures, vibrant colours, high contrast, neutral soft focus background
Desert Chronicles: The Vowed silent Knight's Quest
Model:
DreamForge
Size:
768 X 768
(0.59 MP)
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Prompt: A sad, broken, abandoned, anthropomorphic rusty armored preist with peeling paint on his armor snd sheild and Oxidized copper patina on the armor and sheild, is standing alone, holding a book in his hand, looking off across all the empty land of grass and buttes interspersed with boulders. Subtle bokeh effects.
The entire composition exudes an aura of grief and loss, with an intense focus on texture, dynamic pose capturing despair. Unframed. Strong earthy colors.
Prompt: an elf, poor on the underground alley of a city underground. the trash of a civilization floating down from above along with a mist. the alley that the elf is sleeping in is full of a diverse group of poor people from all fantasy races, or dungeons and dragons races.
Prompt: military unit the Hades Cavaliers, thei unit insignia. their unit logo is a three headed dog. symbol. put the cerberus symbol on the back of a leather military jacket or dress uniform
Prompt: Seine fog, color ink brush style of John French Sloan collaboration with ink pen lines and shading style of Mike Worrall with vivid details style of John Bauer
Prompt: a battlemaster battlemech from battletech with dark green paint. hints of macross, style of anime, like robotech and gundam. the liao military symbol in on the right shoulder and the cappellan Confederation symbol is on the left leg. the steele shark symbol is on the head a night time fight
Prompt: near the dusty road of Hell, where lonely damned souls walk with heads bowed, stands a great stone wall of gray granite, into this wall are carved small holes where both demons and damned souls squat and look out sadly. Gerald Brom, Moebius, poster art, renaissance painting, oil on canvas, landscape, fantasy
Prompt: A winding path to the interior of the psyche. An old, narrow general store whose walls and floor are composed of the roots and leaves of the world tree. The smell of delicious fruits, tea and herbal medicines. A cheerful, warm moment. Open windows overlooking the jungle and abundant light. Tropical houseplants and dried herbs. Facing the cheerful street. Detailed and superbly crafted oil paintings in the Pieter de Hooch style. Trees in the back courtyard. this is a high elven house
Prompt: A winding path to the interior of the psyche. An old, narrow general store whose walls and floor are composed of the roots and leaves of the world tree. The smell of delicious fruits, tea and herbal medicines. A cheerful, warm moment. Open windows overlooking the jungle and abundant light. Tropical houseplants and dried herbs. Facing the cheerful street. Detailed and superbly crafted oil paintings in the Pieter de Hooch style. Trees in the back courtyard. this is a high elven house
Prompt: Create an image of a serene natural landscape featuring a towering sculpture made of stacked rocks. The sculpture consists of numerous smooth, rounded stones meticulously balanced to form a tall, spiraled shape. In the background, a river flows with turquoise water, surrounded by large, flat boulders and pebbles. The water appears clear and flowing gently, with small ripples suggesting movement. On either side of the river, dense greenery lines the banks, consisting of tall, slender pine trees that rise toward a partly cloudy sky. The sky is a vibrant blue with fluffy white clouds scattered throughout, creating a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere. The scene captures the beauty of nature, emphasizing harmony and balance through the stacked stones and flowing water.
Prompt: dense woodland swamp with eerie beauty of swamp flowers with the menacing presence of a Leshy (a Russian forest spirit or goblin) to evoke a sense of horror and foreboding.
Swamp Setting: A dense, dark woodland with tall, gnarled trees whose twisted branches form a canopy above. A murky swamp with patches of water reflecting the dark, overcast sky. Mist or fog hovering low over the ground, adding to the mysterious and eerie atmosphere.
Bright, contrasting swamp flowers blooming in unexpected places, their vibrant colors standing out against the dark, gloomy background.
Include water lilies, ghostly white blossoms, and other exotic swamp flowers that add an unsettling beauty to the scene.
Leshy (Russian Goblin): A menacing Leshy, with a towering, humanoid form covered in moss, bark, and foliage, blending seamlessly with the forest environment. Glowing eyes peering through the darkness, and elongated limbs that appear both humanoid and tree-like.
The Leshy should be depicted in a threatening pose, perhaps emerging from the shadows or reaching out with long, gnarled fingers.
Atmosphere: A dark and foreboding atmosphere, with muted lighting that creates deep shadows and highlights the contrast between the bright flowers and the dark swamp.The air should feel heavy and oppressive, with an almost tangible sense of danger and unease. Small, unsettling details like twisted roots, decaying vegetation, and ominous shapes lurking in the background.
Horror Elements: Subtle hints of the Leshy's presence throughout the scene, such as claw marks on trees, disturbed ground, or ghostly whispers in the air. An overall sense of movement and tension, as if the Leshy could strike at any moment, keeping viewers on edge.
This prompt aims to blend the eerie beauty of a swamp with the chilling presence of a Leshy, creating a scene that is both captivating and terrifying. By John Jude Palencar
Prompt: a short busty green skinned young female male goblin, A cute, slim built young female goblin, wearing a sexy ‘highwayman’ (Dick Turpin) costume and domino mask and a Three-Cornered cocked Hat. She has long straight red hair and a cheeky grin on her face showing sharp teeth. She carries a large musket and stands on a lonely road in the woods about to make a holdup. r, in the style of Leonora Carrington. must have green skin and large pointed ears
Prompt: fantasy City part of a large keep. old, Jean-Baptiste Monge style, Anton Pieck style watercolor, ink. Picturesque and colorful. Bright colors of an old city that once was the most beautiful in the world. the buildings are taller than the clouds and more magical than the elves
Prompt: fantasy City part of a large keep. old, Jean-Baptiste Monge style, Anton Pieck style watercolor, ink. Picturesque and colorful. Bright colors of an old city that once was the most beautiful in the world. the buildings are taller than the clouds and more magical than the elves
Prompt: fantasy City part of a large keep. old, Jean-Baptiste Monge style, Anton Pieck style watercolor, ink. Picturesque and colorful. Bright colors of an old city that once was the most beautiful in the world. the buildings are taller than the clouds and more magical than the elves
Prompt: fantasy City part of a large keep. old, Jean-Baptiste Monge style, Anton Pieck style watercolor, ink. Picturesque and colorful. Bright colors of an old city that once was the most beautiful in the world. the buildings are taller than the clouds and more magical than the elves
Prompt: The city rose on low hills, like steps climbing to a center. Another wall encircled that center, shining pure white and running over the hills. Inside that were even more towers and domes, white and gold and purple, their elevation atop the hills making them seem to look down on the rest of Caemlyn. Rand thought that must be the Inner City of which Bunt had spoken.
The Caemlyn Road itself changed as soon as it was inside the city, becoming a wide boulevard, split down the middle by broad strips of grass and trees. The grass was brown and the tree branches bare, but people hurried by as if they saw nothing unusual, laughing, talking, arguing, doing all the things that people do. Just as if they had no idea that there had been no spring yet this year and might be none. They did not see, Rand realized, could not or would not. Their eyes slid away from leafless branches, and they walked across the dead and dying grass without once looking down. What they did not see, they could ignore; what they did not see was not really there.
Prompt: Outside the great wall, buildings clustered as if every town he had passed through had been gathered and set down there, sidebyside and all pushed together. Inns thrust their upper stories above the tile roofs of houses, and squat warehouses, broad and windowless, shouldered against them all. Red brick and gray stone and plastered white, jumbled and mixed together, they spread as far as the eye could see. Baerlon could have vanished into it without being noticed, and Whitebridge swallowed up twenty times over with hardly a ripple.
And the wall itself. The sheer, fiftyfoot height of pale gray stone, streaked with silver and white, swept out in a great circle, curving to north and south till he wondered how far it must run. All along its length towers rose, round and standing high above the wall's own height, redandwhite banners whipping in the wind atop each one. From inside the wall other towers peeked out, slender towers even taller than those at the walls, and domes gleaming white and gold in the sun. A thousand stories had painted cities in his mind, the great cities of kings and queens, of thrones and powers and legends, and Caemlyn fit into those minddeep pictures as water fits into a jug.
Prompt: Outside the great wall, buildings clustered as if every town he had passed through had been gathered and set down there, sidebyside and all pushed together. Inns thrust their upper stories above the tile roofs of houses, and squat warehouses, broad and windowless, shouldered against them all. Red brick and gray stone and plastered white, jumbled and mixed together, they spread as far as the eye could see. Baerlon could have vanished into it without being noticed, and Whitebridge swallowed up twenty times over with hardly a ripple.
And the wall itself. The sheer, fiftyfoot height of pale gray stone, streaked with silver and white, swept out in a great circle, curving to north and south till he wondered how far it must run. All along its length towers rose, round and standing high above the wall's own height, redandwhite banners whipping in the wind atop each one. From inside the wall other towers peeked out, slender towers even taller than those at the walls, and domes gleaming white and gold in the sun. A thousand stories had painted cities in his mind, the great cities of kings and queens, of thrones and powers and legends, and Caemlyn fit into those minddeep pictures as water fits into a jug.Half a dozen of the Queen's Guards stood at the gates, their clean redandwhite tabards and burnished plateandmail a sharp contrast to most of the people streaming under the stone arch. Backs rigid and heads straight, they eyed the incomers with disdainful wariness. It was plain they would just as soon have turned away most of those coming in. Aside from keeping a way clear for traffic leaving the city, though, and having a hard word with those who tried to push too fast, they did not hinder anyone
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.