Prompt: The abandoned red brick factory looming on the horizon amongst the glorious rundown buildings of the west cram full of tall skyscrapers shaped like the most artistic buildings
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: “It would be better if you always came at the same hour,” asked the Fox. “For example, if you come at four o’clock, I will feel happy from three o’clock. And the closer to the appointed hour, the happier. At four o’clock I will already begin to worry and be anxious. I will know the price of happiness!”
japanese fox spirit
Desert Chronicles: The Vowed silent Knight's Quest
Model:
DreamForge
Size:
768 X 768
(0.59 MP)
Used settings:
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: Create a watercolor painting, which features a scene at a harbor with clear blue water. In the foreground, five cats are sitting on the dock, attentively looking towards a fisherman who is standing in his white boat . The fisherman is wearing overalls and a hat, and appears to be working with some equipment or ropes inside the boat. The background shows other boats moored in the harbor, with calm water reflecting light and various maritime details like ropes, buoys, and parts of the dock infrastructure.
Prompt: evil murderous Pumpkin scarecrow dancing in the field at night Wearing a trench coat. Whimsy scene with comical crows sitting on the scarecrow. Creepy trees and shining moon. In the style of Tim Burton.
A warlock singing lich's delight under a full moon
Model:
MirageMaker
Size:
1024 X 1024
(1.05 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: evil murderous Pumpkin scarecrow dancing in the field at night Wearing a trench coat. Whimsy scene with comical crows sitting on the scarecrow. Creepy trees and shining moon. In the style of Tim Burton.
Prompt: symbol of tharizdun the god of chaos. he is the chained god, the elder elemental god, creator of the abyss, demon father. God of darkness decay entropy malign knowledge
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: Artist Jean-Baptiste Monge style. A 17 year old, thin, ginger haired medieval tailor's son, alone in the dark woods, armed with a 15 inch scissor blade. A nervous, frightened look on his face. quest of the Taylor's son
Prompt: beholder. A floating cyclops ball with eye stalks and with red human style lips that surround a single central eye. Around the outside of the lower lip are by many tentacles dangling with eyes on the end. The central eye in the lips is that a beholder The background is that of the hendry forest with leafless gnarly looking trees and meandering hendry creek in the style of Flo 'n Images on a very misty day. Hairy bats are flying around, the bats are furry. Halloween ambiance with the witch at a slight oblique angle viewing the viewer
Prompt: Extremely detailed beautiful abstract summerscape with an old cottage and a 098farmhouse at the creek, Queen Anne's lace, poppies, tall grasses, tendrils, jagged stones, remarkable old oak trees, sun, by Paul Klee & Mandelbrot, Dan Mumford, Francis Picabia, fantastical surrealistic, elegant, highly detailed textures like cross-hatching, stippling, pointillism, shading, stacking, scribbling, contour lines, smudging, overlays, sgraffito, dry brushing, scumbling, impasto, frottage, collage, sponging, etching, rubbing, stenciling, Robert Hooke, Gottfried Helnwein, Celia De Serra, Emanuele Dascanio, Maggie Tookmanian, Dirk Dzimirsky, Chiaroscuro, Harry Clarke, Paul Cadden, Octavio Ocampo, Giacomo Balla, James Gilleard, Hein Gorny, Victor Vasarely, Jos de Mey, Anthony Gerace, Odilon Redon, textured pointillism, fractal pencil drawing, 3D texture, engraving, Tingatinga, iridescent, 3D, imperial colours
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.
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.
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