Prompt: a dark ceremony at stone henge with Jack Skelington at the center of stone henge. there are 13 witches in a circle around him with jack-o-lanterns and graves behind them. it has a full moon directly over the site. Sally is standing next to Jack skelington like frankenstein's monster. faeries dance in a circle outside of stone henge in colors of purple blue crimson and red.
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
Burning Message: The Inferno scroll on a roll. terrible joke from a Mage to the barbarian
Model:
MirageMaker
Size:
768 X 768
(0.59 MP)
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Prompt: A roll of toilet paper, the roll of power, a roll to rule them all, printed as a single line of text on the roll is a text in glowing runes, runic letters of fire, the roll is on an old oak table in a hobbit house, Tolkien, lord of the rolls, runic text only one single line around the roll
Prompt: Create a vibrant fantasy scene featuring a massive, mythical Aztec dragon-like creature with a richly textured body covered in detailed scales of shimmering green, turquoise, and accents of bright orange, pink, and purple. Its head is adorned with an extravagant mane resembling an array of colorful feathers, blending various hues, including blues and yellows. The creature has fierce, piercing yellow eyes, large, sharp teeth, and a long, curled tongue extending outwards.
In the background, depict an ancient temple complex with intricate architecture, characterized by ornate carvings and multiple tiers, showcasing traditional Aztec design elements. The atmosphere should be alive with dynamic movement, as several muscular, humanoid figures (with varied skin tones) engage in labor around the creature—some polishing artifacts, others gathering materials. These figures wear minimal, colorful attire, with some adorned with tribal accessories like feather headdresses and bracelets.
The setting should feature an array of decorative items scattered throughout the ground, including clay pots, large shells, and elaborate sculptures, all contributing to the enchanting scene. The lighting should evoke a magical ambiance, casting soft shadows while highlighting the vivid colors of both the dragon and the environment. Overall, the composition should radiate energy and a sense of wonder, with the dragon as an awe-inspiring focal point amidst the bustling activity.
Prompt: a tiny Beautiful fairy with angelic face and translucent colorful wings standing in a sunlit meadow with flowers and butterflies and trees around it, oil painting. figures are in a much larger world
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: anthropomorphic wolverine musketeer wearing leather armor the weasel wolverine is holding a magical musket with daggers on his belt a sword at his hip and ferocity in his eyes. the anthropomorphic wolverine does not wear a mask just his natnatural fur on his head
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
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: 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: 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
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.