Prompt: The smell of smoked meats wafted from heaven. Hades, Zeus, Prometheus and Jesus were grilling a barbecue, and Christ was muddying the wine. We felt the little men from below how they rest. Some people can't start cars in the cold. Therefore, the entrance is a blowtorch over a short one and beams of fire bursting upward at minus 30 degrees
Prompt: Frosty joys from fairy tales slept. Warmth has come. Snowdrops and ants, of course, are still in the snow, but the breath of winter has become easier. The fucking tree was not removed. Bloody 146 left for DSC, maybe he won't kill people.
Prompt: The siren was honking, the ambulance was running. I thought after me, thought a syringe was stuck in me and ran quickly. But the siren turned into a color, and the color into sunrise. A backpack stuffed with clothes went into the distance, and in the parking lot they flooded the stove and inside the wagon there was warm comfort.
Prompt: The second day of the year is the time to watch the movie "Home Alone" about Christmas and New Year. The white snow left beautiful white footprints pleasing to the eye. I decided to turn the boards off the route and eagerly look at the Christmas tree, it was beautiful, and the janitors around the Christmas tree were removing snow. Like a round dance.
Prompt: The rainbow moon shines from behind the clouds, there is also a rainbow around the clouds. The traffic jam is illuminated and cars join the party. The laces were unpacked a couple of times and had to be knitted a little.
Prompt: The pigeons tore bread greedily, as if we were eating trout meat. The breeze at the corners blew strongly in the back and carried me into the distance. the apparent head is icy. Having slipped along the paths that the tractor had made near the Christmas tree, he made a running round dance and ran along the sand, which was scattered near the finish line. The cabinets were removed from the dump. Didn't get to the arena.
Prompt: Moving early in the morning, a gazelle arrived and took away the sofas, for some reason they threw out the white sofa and now it stands on a snow-white surface. Areas of sand, here and there storage. The traffic light shows me a green hand. A man is looking for garbage in the snow. Yes, the sun is up.
Prompt: Justice is brought near the court, the janitor clears the steps and looks at the traces of the defendants. There are snow hats on the Christmas trees. The soldier went with a backpack to the steppe part, to roam on duty. A pile of cars flies out of the sleeping.
Prompt: Run of Love, drawing a heart started at the Fedorovskoye reservoir. Draw a ball on a stick. They ran around the fishermen frightened the fish, under the depth of the water column. The phone was frozen and the plan for drawing hearts was different.
Prompt: An unfortunate accident happened early in the morning. Some clowns at the crossroads decided to play speed and crashed into each other. Bus 43 is to blame, the cars scattered in different directions and lost their bumpers. Only the idyll flows from the water and frozen trees, soothes from the existence of problems.
Prompt: All the people ran away to swim in the pool until they ran away a little with them. The woodpecker pecked, and I drank tea after a run when everyone swam away. That's so sad.
Prompt: Everyone on the streets has died out, only barricades with sand and plastic pipes from star wars lie on the road. Dogs have orgies while no one is watching. Unless people passing by. The sun shimmers with gold on the road. A man in a zebra jacket was walking in his direction. Buses are empty, nobody.
Prompt: The Saturday silence was shattered by the loud cries of young men of bandit appearance. One said that he would catch up with me, but he did not catch up. And for the sake of interest, I lowered the pace from 4.50 to 5:30. Looks like health and a car of drunk energy drink with beer was not enough for overclocking. The dog whined, on a flooded patch. I wanted to have breakfast.
Prompt: Combat readiness check, unscheduled exercises. We didn’t catch the sync a little, but the clock recorded and drew a GPS map. Combat training for 7 roads, ran control 15 km on roads with obstacles. He tested himself in battle for what he is capable of. Quite ready.
Prompt: The beauty of the sun and sawn fence. Probably it was handed over for metal for 90 tenge per kilogram. Cars were flying. Lenin's subbotnik in the park was done a little and one branch does not dig into my eyes. It is perfectly. Sunshine on the path. The animals and birds fell silent, only people were left waiting for the buses. Graffiti on the booth, small and about nothing, burns with interesting colors
Prompt: The smoke of bonfires swirls in the working quarters. So spring has arrived. There will be garage kebabs of dog legs and songs until you drop and fun nights in cars. The car made a trail for itself, but the Zhiguli does not care about it. Ribbon not finishing blocked the path.
Prompt: The hot scents of the leaves excite the mind. The ship was loaded with chests, and swag was taken to the coast of the Karaganda Sea. Scooters were placed in the form of obstacles. You have to make up your own mind and get it out of the way. We shibanuli on the piece of iron a little and saw a caterpillar, the future fur-eating moth.
Prompt: The apple trees are in bloom, they sing songs to me. Feces are being pumped out of the well, the roads in the park have been paved. The movement goes in different directions. Small mongrels barked, and I return after 7 Roads, to the running rails of the ekiden.
Prompt: I decided to experiment to run without cabbage and undress to a trowel and T-shirt. It was very fresh and cheerful, but it was warmer in cabbage. Ekiden tomorrow, which will not be clear, but I have to run the 5km on the stage quickly and briskly.
Prompt: Dandelions are blooming in a yellow field, on the other hand, a yellow field of dandelions has blossomed. Rose hips are blooming somewhere in the distance: red, pink and white. A tea rose grows in the distance. Hot summer plays outside. There is very little wind, only when you run and that's it.
Prompt: New Year's women wear dresses. Around Santa Claus. Elves lay out Christmas decorations on the Christmas tree. The next preparations for the next new year.
Prompt: Something went wrong with the weather and signals today. I chose this task for myself, running through the morning drift. All the legs are flimsy shit. And only Mowgli stands and howls alone
Prompt: The sniper was sitting on the roof and shining his green laser at me, but I fought off his aim. Slippery and windy. A grain of fine sand got into my eye and gave me a black eye. The pharmacist's car was gored by the slippery conditions.
Prompt: It’s a little frosty and my cheeks are red. The golden sunrise turned yellow, and then bluish-red. The paths lead through confusing places, to where dried horse feed lies under the snow.
Prompt: Single match without Tatiana Krasnova and without you. Sad. Along the way, the snow and trails were cleared. There is room to move. Ozones and wildbaris stand open, waiting for those who will pick up unnecessary parcels.
Prompt: Instantly brings you into the cold. Very strong places where there is only one path. Somewhere it was cleared, but somewhere it wasn’t; somewhere you could see sand and, of course, yellow snow. The most delicious snow. The ArzanMix store opened unexpectedly and temptingly
Prompt: The dawn was beautiful. The day increases on one side and decreases on the other. It’s unclear what the past days look like, but the days are getting longer and longer.
Prompt: an ancient battlefield, steeped in the raw intensity of early warfare. The setting is a vast, open plain, the ground trodden and scarred by the relentless march of armies. The earth is a patchwork of dry, cracked soil and patches of trampled grass, bearing witness to the tumult of battle. In the heart of this chaos, a single warrior charges forward. His armor is minimal, consisting of a simple bronze breastplate that glints in the harsh sunlight, and a helmet with a crest that nods with each determined step. His limbs are mostly bare, showcasing muscles honed by a lifetime of training and combat. His face, visible beneath the open-faced helmet, is a mask of fierce resolve, streaked with dirt and sweat. His eyes are focused and unyielding, capturing the essence of a soldier who has known nothing but the rigors of battle. The warrior wields a short sword, its blade worn from use, and a round shield, battered and dented from deflecting blows and arrows.
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.
