Prompt: The morning mist drifts away,
And the once serene lake has dried.
Anticipation has faded into waiting,
As I bid sudden farewell with a sigh.
Regrets are etched in tears,
Memories embellished with sorrow.
Time flows like water, fleeting,
And we are finally no more.
We once reveled in life,
And love drove us insane.
But now our youth is gone,
As summer's glory wanes.
A painting emerges from these lyrics,
Of a desolate landscape, barren and stark.
Where hope once bloomed, now withered,
And the passage of time leaves a lasting mark
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.
