Prompt: I was a canvas smooth and new,
Painted in shades of morning blue.
But time came by with wind and rain,
To mark the joy and mark the pain.
The colors faded, the surface broke,
Like words that vanished when I spoke.
But where the cracks began to show,
A hidden gold began to glow.
Now birds of indigo take flight,
Across the ruin and the light.
No longer perfect, smooth, or whole,
But I have gained a golden soul.
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.
