Prompt: Create the following scene:
In a world where the Earth's climate has dramatically shifted, transforming the planet into an endless expanse of permafrost, tardigrades are the dominant life forms. This icy landscape is both stark and mesmerizing, a frozen testament to the resilience of nature's most indestructible creatures.
Imagine these tiny tardigrades magnified to the size of small animals, their translucent bodies shimmering with frost. Their slow, deliberate movements create intricate patterns in the snow and ice.
Frost-covered trees and shrubs, their branches encased in ice, stand like ghostly sentinels in the otherwise barren landscape. Occasionally, hardy, frost-resistant lichens and mosses peek through the snow, adding hints of green and brown to the white expanse.
Scattered remnants of human civilization, such as ice-covered cars, partially buried buildings, and rusting machinery, are slowly being consumed by the advancing ice. These relics hint at a once-thriving world now left in stasis.
The scene is serene yet haunting, with a quiet stillness that pervades the air. The pervasive cold creates an atmosphere of isolation and timelessness.
Prompt: (Create a color pen and ink illustration, dramatic lighting)
decrepit cellar, dusty and cramped, eerie atmosphere, withered furniture, faint glow of lightning, ominous big crack in the floor, sense of dread, anticipation, storm rumbles outside the window, seething mass of nightmarish dwarfed beings crawling out of the crack in the floor, horrific creatures, deformed, hairy, monstrous, leprous, they're running in furtive scurrying gait, silent movements, organic corruption, twisted bodies, contorting
Prompt: (Create a color pen and ink illustration, detailed linework, dramatic lighting, detailed textures)
decrepit cellar, dusty and cramped, eerie atmosphere, withered furniture, faint glow of lightning, ominous big crack in the floor, sense of dread, anticipation, storm rumbles outside the window, seething mass of nightmarish dwarfed beings crawling out of the crack in the floor, horrific creatures, deformed, hairy, monstrous, leprous, they're running in furtive scurrying gait, silent movements, organic corruption, twisted bodies, contorting
(by Guillermo del Toro, Behance)
Prompt: (Create a color pen and ink illustration, detailed linework, dramatic lighting, detailed textures)
decrepit cellar, dusty and cramped, eerie atmosphere, withered furniture, faint glow of lightning, ominous big crack in the floor, sense of dread, anticipation, storm rumbles outside the window, seething mass of nightmarish dwarfed beings crawling out of the crack in the floor, horrific creatures, deformed, hairy, monstrous, leprous, they're running in furtive scurrying gait, silent movements, organic corruption, twisted bodies, contorting
(by Guillermo del Toro, Behance)
Prompt: Create a color pen and ink illustration:
In the heart of a dimly lit, ancient, and decaying temple, the atmosphere is thick with the stench of brine and decay. The walls are adorned with faded, cryptic runes and the remnants of once-vibrant, now moldy tapestries. The floor is slick with moisture, echoing with the faint, distant drip of water.
A congregation of fish-headed people kneel in worship. Their amphibious bodies are cloaked in tattered garments, their scales glistening eerily in the dim light. Their large, unblinking eyes reflect an otherworldly devotion as they bow and murmur in an ancient, guttural language.
At the center of this unsettling assembly stands a massive, grotesque statue of a deity carved from glistening stone. The deity has a vaguely humanoid form, but with a grotesque twist — its head is an amorphous mass of writhing tentacles, each ending in a multitude of eyes. The statue's many appendages seem almost alive, their texture slick and sinuous, as if they might reach out at any moment to grasp the devoted worshippers.
The air is heavy with a palpable sense of dread and the weight of countless forgotten ages.
Prompt: (create a color pencil and watercolor illustration)
I keep my eyes on everything lurking like a spider.
Maybe it's a shame, but I don't like laughing.
Sometimes strange thoughts come into my head.
I keep a ledger of my life.
Prompt: Create a color pen and ink illustration:
In the heart of a dimly lit, ancient, and decaying temple, the atmosphere is thick with the stench of brine and decay. The walls are adorned with faded, cryptic runes and the remnants of once-vibrant, now moldy tapestries. The floor is slick with moisture, echoing with the faint, distant drip of water.
Gathered in the flickering, sickly-green glow of phosphorescent algae, a congregation of fish-headed people kneel in worship. Their amphibious bodies are cloaked in tattered, seaweed-like garments, their scales glistening eerily in the dim light. Their large, unblinking eyes reflect an otherworldly devotion as they bow and murmur in an ancient, guttural language.
At the center of this unsettling assembly stands a massive, grotesque statue of a deity carved from glistening stone. The deity has a vaguely humanoid form, but with a grotesque twist — its head is an amorphous mass of writhing tentacles, each ending in a multitude of eyes. The statue's many appendages seem almost alive, their texture slick and sinuous, as if they might reach out at any moment to grasp the devoted worshippers.
The air is heavy with a palpable sense of dread and the weight of countless forgotten ages.
Prompt: Close-up shot of the inside of the head of a person with multiple personality disorder: several different faces talk to each other, yell at each other, smile at each other, show other various emotions to each other; chaotic scene; tangled neural pathways; scattered notebooks with pages floating in the air; broken clocks; staircases leading to nowhere; surreal; dreamlike; perfect composition; emotional; strong and disturbing image
Prompt: the day of red hats, in the style of Rene Magritte, surreal, paradoxical, urban, stylish, artistic, perfect composition, conceptual, surrealism
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.