Prompt: "Knowing Yourself."
The hallway was bright. Bright sunlight streamed into every corner. Coats and jackets hung on hooks. Hats and caps and berets were perched on the top shelf like a mountain. Shoes were scattered chaotically on the floor near the door. The brunet stood in the hallway with his hand firmly grasping my plastic handle. He wouldn't let me go.
- Sweetie! It's me. Look at the suitcase I bought - I shouted this phrase into the bright sunlight that was beating an ultraviolet fountain through the window. Squinting, the owner put his palm to his forehead as if to protect himself from the oppression of the sun.
A slender blonde dressed in a thin yellow robe, which emphasized her perfect figure, entered the corridor. The other half of the host was holding a towel in her hand. She had a menacing look. I froze. Looking at us, she hung the towel on her shoulder. With the palm of her free hand she gently ran a strand of her beautiful, golden-tinged hair.
Prompt: "Knowing Yourself."
The hallway was bright. Bright sunlight streamed into every corner. Coats and jackets hung on hooks. Hats and caps and berets were perched on the top shelf like a mountain. Shoes were scattered chaotically on the floor near the door. The brunet stood in the hallway with his hand firmly grasping my plastic handle. He wouldn't let me go.
- Sweetie! It's me. Look at the suitcase I bought - I shouted this phrase into the bright sunlight that was beating an ultraviolet fountain through the window. Squinting, the owner put his palm to his forehead as if to protect himself from the oppression of the sun.
A slender blonde dressed in a thin yellow robe, which emphasized her perfect figure, entered the corridor. The other half of the host was holding a towel in her hand. She had a menacing look. I froze. Looking at us, she hung the towel on her shoulder. With the palm of her free hand she gently ran a strand of her beautiful, golden-tinged hair.
Would you like to report this Dream as inappropriate?
Prompt:
"Knowing Yourself."
The hallway was bright. Bright sunlight streamed into every corner. Coats and jackets hung on hooks. Hats and caps and berets were perched on the top shelf like a mountain. Shoes were scattered chaotically on the floor near the door. The brunet stood in the hallway with his hand firmly grasping my plastic handle. He wouldn't let me go.
- Sweetie! It's me. Look at the suitcase I bought - I shouted this phrase into the bright sunlight that was beating an ultraviolet fountain through the window. Squinting, the owner put his palm to his forehead as if to protect himself from the oppression of the sun.
A slender blonde dressed in a thin yellow robe, which emphasized her perfect figure, entered the corridor. The other half of the host was holding a towel in her hand. She had a menacing look. I froze. Looking at us, she hung the towel on her shoulder. With the palm of her free hand she gently ran a strand of her beautiful, golden-tinged hair.
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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