Prompt: The world was made entirely of ink and wind, and the path forward was narrower than a single thought. Alistair stood on the Wire of Whispers, suspended between the pale lilac fog below and a massive, rolling tempest of violet clouds above. The storm did not rage with thunder; it spoke in a quiet, heavy murmur of deep lavender and amethyst pigments that bled across the sky like a giant watercolor brush. To walk here required an absolute stillness of the spirit. One wrong step, one moment of fear, and a soul would dissolve entirely into the abstract purple currents. Far on the right horizon, a soft tear in the canvas revealed a gentle, bleeding light of peach and warm apricot dawn, a silent promise that the night was ending. Yet, the distance between Alistair and that warmth felt infinite. Right beneath the soles of their boots, nestled on the razor-thin wire, was a secret anchor. A tiny paper boat, folded from an ancient golden map, clung tightly to the black line. It didn't waiver in the high wind. Instead, it hummed with a steady, bioluminescent golden-hour light, warming the cool air around Alistair's ankles. It was a whimsical token left behind by a previous traveler, a gentle reminder that even on the thinnest, most terrifying path, you are never truly adrift if you carry a small spark of hope. Alistair took a deep breath, fixed their eyes on the distant peach horizon, and stepped carefully into the wind, whispering: "I walked a wire made of whispers, balancing my heart between the violet storm and the rising dawn."
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.
