Prompt: In the dim light of this sterile enclosure, I stand, a cow, a silent witness to the echoes of despair that reverberate within these cold walls. Each muted moo echoes the tale of innocence lost, a chorus of silent pleas unheard by indifferent ears. The pungent scent of fear hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of impending doom. My eyes, mirrors of a soul that knows not its fate, reflect the somber truth that binds us all in this final act. The rhythmic thud of approaching footsteps sends shivers through my being, a prelude to the inevitable. I ponder the serenity of green pastures, a distant memory fading like the setting sun. In this symphony of sorrow, I find myself at the mercy of a fate predetermined, a mere creature resigned to the unforgiving hands of time and circumstance.
Prompt: In the dim light of this sterile enclosure, I stand, a cow, a silent witness to the echoes of despair that reverberate within these cold walls. Each muted moo echoes the tale of innocence lost, a chorus of silent pleas unheard by indifferent ears. The pungent scent of fear hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of impending doom. My eyes, mirrors of a soul that knows not its fate, reflect the somber truth that binds us all in this final act. The rhythmic thud of approaching footsteps sends shivers through my being, a prelude to the inevitable. I ponder the serenity of green pastures, a distant memory fading like the setting sun. In this symphony of sorrow, I find myself at the mercy of a fate predetermined, a mere creature resigned to the unforgiving hands of time and circumstance.
Would you like to report this Dream as inappropriate?
Prompt:
In the dim light of this sterile enclosure, I stand, a cow, a silent witness to the echoes of despair that reverberate within these cold walls. Each muted moo echoes the tale of innocence lost, a chorus of silent pleas unheard by indifferent ears. The pungent scent of fear hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of impending doom. My eyes, mirrors of a soul that knows not its fate, reflect the somber truth that binds us all in this final act. The rhythmic thud of approaching footsteps sends shivers through my being, a prelude to the inevitable. I ponder the serenity of green pastures, a distant memory fading like the setting sun. In this symphony of sorrow, I find myself at the mercy of a fate predetermined, a mere creature resigned to the unforgiving hands of time and circumstance.
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.