Prompt: Two intertwined lovers under the moonlight about to dance; intertwined winter breath suspended above them; cold and damp night; fusion of souls
Prompt: I gazed out into the calm and silent night. The air was cool and crips. The moonlight revealed a deserted parking lot. The only other source of light emanated from a damp, exhausted light post, flickering and slowly rotting at its base. I drowsily gazed up at the moths, hypnotically being drawn to the light and dispersing as it went out only to be entranced once again as the little light revived itself. I watched them dance their silly little dance under the orchestration of the light, woefully wanting nothing more than to reach the taunting light. I watched the moths be drawn in and pushed away like rolling waves on a beach at night.
Prompt: We had our arms tangled around each other, giggling and laughing. The moonlight seemed to shine a spotlight on us as we twirled and swayed to the sound of the night’s melody. Our silhouettes seemed to dance their own little dance. We lived while the world slept in the dead of night. When we grew tired, our breaths continued our dance in the frigid night air as watched from below.
Prompt: . Even in the dead of night, her beauty was unmistakable. As she approached, she let out a soft and gentle, “Hey,” as her breath drifted away into the cold night. She sat down next to me. “Hey,” I whispered nervously. I awkwardly looked out into the night, desperately trying to think of something more to say. That’s when I felt her warm and gentle hand on mine. I turned to look at her and was met with the most stunning beauty. Emerald blue eyes that glimmered like two miniature blue supergiant stars compassionately stared back at me. I found myself peering into a cosmos of pure beauty. I brushed her silk-like hair out of her face and brushed her cheek as I continued to gaze upon her. I had never seen such fair skin, smooth with no blemishes, accompanied by soft red velvet lips. Her beauty seemed to glow like the moonlight. Our breath was suspended in space, intertwined like two winter dragons as we gazed into each other. She giggled and lifted her hands and pressed them against mine
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.
