i think i've slept in this room my whole life
i think i've slept in this room my whole life
Prompt
Camera slowly pulls back from the bed, revealing the full impossible space. Rain droplets drift upward in graceful arcs, catching light like suspended pearls. Clouds rotate gently across the ceiling while sheets undulate beneath them. Soft golden light intensifies then fades, mimicking breathing. The mood is serene, liminal, caught between waking and sleeping—dreamlike yet achingly real.
