Prompt: The track melted away from running loads, a victory over an iron robot. It was hard for both of us. While the girls were on fitness, I tormented the road unwound it. In firewood. I did not sweat, but the track. People splashed in the pools. Mouzon played like crazy.
Prompt: Pedestrian traffic is difficult. Sometimes it is difficult to get into the park through traffic jams, but the sun's rays and waves of emotions help to achieve the desired. Quiet and calm inside the green space. Everywhere lawns and rare people. Everyone else is at a stop.
Prompt: A fresh mood is conveyed by the rays of the sun. In the distance between the houses where the sun shines on the rays, dust shimmers. She is clearly visible. The long bus was driving a very big traffic jam. After the cork turned at the turn, but met again.
Prompt: All gates were blocked from all sides. There was nowhere to move, it was necessary to run across the gate. Running through the air All roads have melted away and it runs beautifully on asphalt. Like spring flowers, runners plow along the tracks.
Prompt: During the night there were sand dunes, you run slowly like a snail at a tannic pace. Sometimes you fly and end up in knee-deep snowdrifts, but sometimes there is no snow. Supermarkets are already open, which means we will all buy absolute vodka, cheese, sausages and celebrate the New Year under the Herring fur coat. Happy New Year.
Prompt: Naked men in only T-shirts run through the fog. The Barboskins with the whole team gathered at the start. 350 runners at the start were devoured by darkness and after a while you run alone. But when you run back, you see that everything is so bad, there are people behind you, and you are not the last. The calm silence of the cemetery and the rooks, as well as the boy with cerebral palsy, motivated him to run away. The Chinese were ready to press the heel of the gas. The police caught violators, and what a cunning stuntman staged demonstration shows on a moped. Jumped and flew on his own bike. At the end, the guys of our club gave me a flag in my hands, warmly and with support finished after. Smoke was smoking in the barrel, and there were pictures of joyful and sometimes accustomed runners
Prompt: Two maidens were walking along a narrow path, followed by a bus without a number. A suitcase with dollars lies on the snow and no one really needs it. The pink sunrise was rising high and a cloud was rushing, the precipitation of which would be in the form of pink porridge. The person on the uneven bars swings into space.
Prompt: A bit lost as a navigator, and the path of movement became crooked. Maybe tired, maybe New Year's holidays. Generally unclear. The lights are still flickering, and all this is encouraged by the snow.
Prompt: Calmly, joyfully and pleasantly rushed through the fresh streets shining after the rains. Somewhere in the distance a light noise. But everything is so comfortable, a pleasant mood
Prompt: Eternal Derby Me and Baglan Kurmangozhin ran in the team race, Georgy KoGeB decided to escape and ran far away from us. Summer residents sold cannabis seeds, after which I played chess with water, the finish was fast and cheerful, I got high and ran around, walking did not change anything in my life.
Prompt: Yesterday I almost died from poisoned water, today I’m alive and here again. Trains are humming in the distance, and a cloud, black and gray, is moving along with the trains. But this does not interfere with the path at all.
Prompt: The mattresses have been thrown out and flakes are resting on them, lying on a soft mattress in the golden sun. The terry-soaked sofa was also thrown out and saved to lie. They fired up the stove in the emergency car and they drink tea with pancakes, the revelry is shorter.
Prompt: The sun gives light, the skin impregnates all the rays and the probability of becoming a high niger. The beauty on the street is scattered bottles, toilet papers, candy wrappers and chips. You look at these flowers and think “April is here.”
Prompt: An active lifestyle, when I walk 27 KM a day on weekdays, does not end on weekends. I got lost in the storms of the city, crossed dunes, climbed into small snowdrifts, met people with earflaps and without earflaps, saw cleared roads and yellow snow. The wind sometimes carried along the way, sometimes not, but most importantly the sun shone in the eye, and the wind blew into the mouth.
Prompt: Slippery streets, snowmen who survived after natural selection remained to keep order, equipped themselves with snow fortresses and hid from people. Finally ran out after being ill with the flu after the New Year holidays
Prompt: Snowy eyelashes from the steam appeared before our eyes. I searched with my eyes, but didn’t find any woodpeckers. But I found flying crows that were diving on the runway. They hunt for bugs hidden in the bark of trees and in holes in concrete pillars. Milk was shouted loudly, and people from neighboring houses came out to buy it as if on a mountain.
Prompt: The ice is incredibly slippery. Yellow ice slides the most. Watery is more calm. On frozen ice porridge you run like on glass. Deftly fell and took off a millimeter of skin. Asphalt is found, but very rarely.
Prompt: A snowstorm passed, covering every half of the streets. Somewhere there is an entrance, somewhere there is none. Everything is cleaned and purified. Well, I'm here today because the evening should be sweet.
Prompt: Snow has fallen on the roads a blizzard from a passing car. Someone threw out the chair, hinted to sit down. There is no tea, so I did not sit down. There were fewer cars. The door to Narnia is covered. Can not found.
Prompt: The light is on in one house on the 8th floor. All other cells are asleep. Glasses on the snow are like sheets, on them you can write the phrase wash me quickly. Well, or soccer balls for the sake of victory. Dogs bark at each other and sniff. They bask only with their own
Prompt: Just a little action today. Winds blow from different directions. The background is filled with snow at times. The water tank wants to be emptied by the runners. A friend blows a blizzard on empty roads
Prompt: Mental Barriers: Invisible barriers representing the mental limits being challenged and overcome.
Inner Struggle: The person’s internal battle, mirrored in their physical exertion.
Breaking Limits: The act of surpassing personal limits, both physically and mentally.
Prompt: The tree collapsed from the frost, smoke pouring around it as roaring horses raced. The traffic light flickered. A frosty haze was below, the stoves were stoked, and every man was his own station. There are no formalities. I tested one application, I will soon throw out a review.
Prompt: I darted on a quick run through the frost. He took off the fifth cabbage and ran in 4 cabbages in -27. The truck picks up the thermal boiler and sets off on a long journey
Prompt: Terrible frost reigns in the streets. Silence, the cars that were able to leave left. Birds sit under the roofs of houses and do not stick their heads. The glass from the cabinet is broken and lies in the cold. Ran as long as not to freeze the eggs. Dumped into the nest to bask.
Prompt: The sun is up, I'm running in a wild goat harness, flying through snowdrifts and scurrying crowds at 9:00 in the morning. Some are already at home and 3 days before the festival, they are in anticipation of the new year and the new snow that has fallen today.
Prompt: In a dry field from bushes, a peasant collected precisely brown dry twigs. The lone traveler spread a blanket beside him and fell asleep near a bush. The sun poured over his face. The dogs are located on the running territory and are ready for an aristocratic breakfast. The rays of the sun transmit a positive aura to our planet.
Prompt: Smoke rose from the hot chimney. Dogs run into bright yellow dreams. I covered the vacant lots with my feet and now there are fun and snowy slides on them. Howls from garages. They are tearing apart the young cable in some sense. I go upstairs to the rays of the sun and let my grandfather pass through to the hospital.
Prompt: I met frost along the way. All branches and trees are covered with snow. And the tree was thrown into the trash, big green needles. She should have stood until the end of January, but they got rid of her at once. The traffic lights are all red. Alas. Tactfully flew along a narrow track. Back to the kingdom of houses.
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.
