Prompt: my dearly beloved tear out my still beating heart for your convenience. i'll pave you roads in gold even if it costs my very soul. suffocating on the high your laughter brings it what my lungs were made for.
Prompt: i waited and waited but they didn't notice. i died right below their home and they barely spared a glance. home is where my heart is buried, and yet its ghost beats in my undead chest.
Prompt: a hulking moss abomination that serves as the protector and jailer of the ruins. It is powerful and deadly, emitting a dreadful screech when it is alerted to danger. It is relentless in its pursuit and will stop at nothing to keep its home safe.
Prompt: It starts with the darkness, a waning feeling of dread, and a dangerous hindrance to my escape. The torches I placed became stars blinking in and out of existence in the dim. Then the ground began rumbling beneath me, and the blackened stone in the center of the ruins released the protector of this place.
Prompt: a woman with a warm and inviting presence. She has a kind smile and honey-colored hair that falls in soft waves around her shoulders. Her eyes are a rich amber hue, and they sparkle with a gentle, comforting light.
Prompt: A marionette who’s cut their strings is kindling for the winter
A puppet who has gained some will is waiting for the chipper
The song bird who left the cage is gonna be for dinner
That pretty doll who left her shelf will never be a winner
Don’t you think the broken toys should be a bit more bitter
Prompt: your new personalized victim screams they're mistaken you must continue living like this. Are you still confident in your god reasons for the world?
Prompt: As they ventured further and further into the depths of the forest, they started to hear a strange sound coming from the trees. It sounded like a ghostly whisper
Prompt: white teeth and eyes hidden in the shadows, their body without form, thousands of eyes glimmering and hands that appear to be nonexistent, and wings made of secrets.
Prompt: I was desperate for help, but I was too afraid to ask for it. I was sure that if I did, people would think I was crazy. But the truth is, I was going insane. I was losing my grip on reality and my sanity was slipping away. And I was scared. I was scared of what the future held and I was scared of what I might become.
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.
