Prompt: The two warriors stood together peering out across the icy wasteland that stretched out before them in all its bleached white bleakness.
The man, tall, bald and clad in a heavy, armoured combat suit designed for extra speed and augmented strength, squints in the early morning sun glistening off the snow covered landscape.
His dark African skin gleams under the sun's rays even as his suit's thermal circuitry shields him from the cold.
His breath frosts as he exhales and looks to his partner.
She stands just off to his left.
Thin and deceptively slight in appearance, she is equally clad in obsidian combat armour.
Her hair cascades as she removes her helmet and stares off into the distance.
Golden tresses standing stark against her gleaming armour and she grips her ancient axe with a fierceness that brings a knowing smile to her partner's dark hued visage.
He recognised that look and realised that his face was similarly set as they prepared to hunt their bestial quarry.
The last Werewolf of Terra.
Prompt: The two warriors stood together peering out across the icy wasteland that stretched out before them in all its bleached white bleakness.
The man, tall, bald and clad in a heavy, armoured combat suit designed for extra speed and augmented strength, squints in the early morning sun glistening off the snow covered landscape.
His dark African skin gleams under the sun's rays even as his suit's thermal circuitry shields him from the cold.
His breath frosts as he exhales and looks to his partner.
She stands just off to his left.
Thin and deceptively slight in appearance, she is equally clad in obsidian combat armour.
Her hair cascades as she removes her helmet and stares off into the distance.
Golden tresses standing stark against her gleaming armour and she grips her ancient axe with a fierceness that brings a knowing smile to her partner's dark hued visage.
He recognised that look and realised that his face was similarly set as they prepared to hunt their bestial quarry.
The last Werewolf of Terra.
Would you like to report this Dream as inappropriate?
Prompt:
The two warriors stood together peering out across the icy wasteland that stretched out before them in all its bleached white bleakness.
The man, tall, bald and clad in a heavy, armoured combat suit designed for extra speed and augmented strength, squints in the early morning sun glistening off the snow covered landscape.
His dark African skin gleams under the sun's rays even as his suit's thermal circuitry shields him from the cold.
His breath frosts as he exhales and looks to his partner.
She stands just off to his left.
Thin and deceptively slight in appearance, she is equally clad in obsidian combat armour.
Her hair cascades as she removes her helmet and stares off into the distance.
Golden tresses standing stark against her gleaming armour and she grips her ancient axe with a fierceness that brings a knowing smile to her partner's dark hued visage.
He recognised that look and realised that his face was similarly set as they prepared to hunt their bestial quarry.
The last Werewolf of Terra.
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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