Prompt: The beast staggers,
corrupted flesh clinging to its bones.
It cries, only to be silent,
as its blood drains away,
sucked away by those lying underneath.
It tries to lift its wings,
to raise its head,
only to see the dark clouds ahead.
Prompt: I found an egg while hiking,
it was a large egg,
a dragon egg.
I waved a candle,
but the shell was too thick,
so I took a chance,
made a nest,
in the fireplace.
each day I would light the flames,
the egg would shake,
and for seven years,
morning and night,
I diligently fed the flames.
Today the dragon egg has hatched,
its lizard-like body,
its red scales,
forked tongue,
and wings.
What a wonder,
a creature from myth,
a dragon.
Prompt: they live in the sky,
surfing on clouds,
drinking water vapor,
bathing in lightning.
they resembled whales,
100 meters in length,
they travel in pods of 8 or more,
causing drought and disaster in their wake.
Prompt: We fear the unknown,
the things that lurk in the dark,
the uncertainty that lies ahead.
We are comforted by routines,
unwilling to stray away from the path ahead,
yet there are times,
where there's no road,
just a beaten dirt path.
You may stop and wait at the crossroads,
but life must go on,
so you continue,
not knowing if ahead lies hell,
or up the mountain is heaven.
Prompt: When I look out into the horizon,
the sky is dotted with black clouds,
the sun hides behind the cityscape,
as cars go by on the local highway.
To my right, there's a tree,
a tree that stood longer than I have.
Today as I gaze out my window,
the horizon is a little different,
for there's no shade,
as the settling sun touches my face.
Prompt: they came from the sky,
in dozens if not hundreds,
these tentacle monstrosities,
covered the skies,
dwarfed even the greatest of cities,
and then there was madness,
for none were saved from the Beholders.
Prompt: it arose from the grave,
its nine eyes aflame,
as it dug itself out,
one limb at a time,
thirteen twisty bony limbs in total.
its face looked like a fucking mess,
filled with contusions and ridges,
irregular angles and slopes.
Prompt: it was born in the deep seas,
born from the cries of the whales,
born from the calls of men long departed,
born from the yearning to live once more,
it arose from the deep sea.
born from water,
it has no true shape,
or rather say it was a hodgepodge of everything.
faces of despair surround its waist,
Its head was shaped like a dolphin,
on its back laid a turtle shell,
it had the body of a shark,
its limbs came from an octopus,
yet its eyes seemed rather human.
Prompt: I once met someone who could travel through mirrors,
whether they be big or small,
in one's bathroom or someone's purse,
it only took a look,
a single look,
for them to go to another realm,
a maze of corridors and endless doors,
of various sizes,
of various shapes,
with every door corresponding to a mirror.
Prompt: Old tales of yore speak of the beast from the Lagoon,
its haunting cries on a summer eve,
its head appearing above the morning fog,
and those yellow eyes and jagged teeth.
It appears without warning,
like fantasy made into reality,
creating waves,
only to disappear the moment you look away.
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.
