Prompt: "My dream self treads through a forest of glass, where each tree is a towering sculpture of transparent stillness. Their trunks, smooth and cool to the touch, refract the subdued light, casting elongated shadows that stretch like phantoms across the silver-dusted earth. Icicles hang from the branches like silent wind chimes, their crystalline forms a frozen music awaiting spring's thaw. In a clearing, a pond lies frozen in time, its surface a flawless mirror reflecting the inverted world above—a twin realm, equally serene, equally desolate. At the water's edge, my reflection stares back, its edges softened by the frost's gentle touch, embodying the blurred line between self and surroundings in this tranquil, vitreous domain."
Prompt: "My dream self treads through a forest of glass, where each tree is a towering sculpture of transparent stillness. Their trunks, smooth and cool to the touch, refract the subdued light, casting elongated shadows that stretch like phantoms across the silver-dusted earth. Icicles hang from the branches like silent wind chimes, their crystalline forms a frozen music awaiting spring's thaw. In a clearing, a pond lies frozen in time, its surface a flawless mirror reflecting the inverted world above—a twin realm, equally serene, equally desolate. At the water's edge, my reflection stares back, its edges softened by the frost's gentle touch, embodying the blurred line between self and surroundings in this tranquil, vitreous domain."
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Prompt:
"My dream self treads through a forest of glass, where each tree is a towering sculpture of transparent stillness. Their trunks, smooth and cool to the touch, refract the subdued light, casting elongated shadows that stretch like phantoms across the silver-dusted earth. Icicles hang from the branches like silent wind chimes, their crystalline forms a frozen music awaiting spring's thaw. In a clearing, a pond lies frozen in time, its surface a flawless mirror reflecting the inverted world above—a twin realm, equally serene, equally desolate. At the water's edge, my reflection stares back, its edges softened by the frost's gentle touch, embodying the blurred line between self and surroundings in this tranquil, vitreous domain."
More about 1070-Frozen Enchantment: A Winter's Tale
A person stands amidst a mystical frozen forest with towering ice trees and a reflective icy surface beneath.
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.