Cara Menjadi Lucid Dream Novels & Stories

It was dark and the dim light above her didn't move past where she's seated. "Why's it dark here?" I asked, my voice echoing. "I don't know, you tell me. It's your dream, I have no control over it. You called me here" "How do I make it normal then? Like how a dream would be?" "You’re in control, so just picture whatever it is you want to be in your dream. Envision it and concentrate on it." I did as she suggested. It flickered and disappeared. Envisioning it wasn’t hard, getting it to stay was.

“That’s a really odd way to fall asleep.” Lucien stared at the ceiling for a moment, then spoke slowly. “I had a plan for how today should go. I was supposed to do something this morning. Something a little terrible.” His fingers pressed lightly into Noah’s back. “So I prepared to fall asleep right after I do it. I was thinking that if I fall asleep right after, I’ll wake up hours later, preferably the next day, and I won’t think about what I did.” Noah frowned, confused and alarmed. “You were supposed to? So you didn’t?” He paused. “Also, how do you make yourself fall asleep at a particular time?”

My heart was beating so hard, it felt like it was trying to claw out of my ribs. I squeezed my eyes shut and forced a deep breath. Maybe this was just a memory. Or maybe, I looked down at my hands. My fingers were trembling. Okay… deep breath. Count them. “One, two, three, four, five…” I counted aloud. “Six, seven, eight, nine, ten…” I stopped. Then I looked again. “Eleven…” I whispered. My voice cracked. “Twelve?” “What the actual...” I gasped. Okay. Okay, definitely dreaming. I had twelve goddamn fingers. Yep. This was not real. Lucid dreaming. Or a nightmare. Or a vision. Hell, maybe Lucien's ghost was screwing with me, I don’t know.

“I’m normally not so evasive, but I need to be right now.” She bit her lip. “Tell me how to work this—what is this we’re doing?” “I really don’t know the technicalities of it. I just know how to do it.” He shrugged. “We can only do it with others that have the ability, though.” She sat back again, unable to think being that close to him. “And we can do it awake or asleep?” She already knew the answer to both. “Yes.” She frowned. “So, you can just pop into my head whenever you want?”

She sudden felt that the light scaping at the ending point of that deep well. She closed her eyes and thought that everything she experience was just a part of dream. She make a free fall to the highest part of the well down to the bright lights below and let her lucid dream end.

She finished bitterly as she spared a glance at Hannah before she stared broodingly at the floor. Stefano came to sit down next to Ellie and she was secretly glad for his company. He was a good friend and he always brought a new perspective, a non-magical one. The fact it would send Jake into a fit of anger was just the icing on the cake of the situation. "When you see the vision, focus on one particular point. It can be an item, a flame, a plane, just one point in the image. Then try to slow down the image, as if your mind is pressing pause. It will help you figure out more details faster."

Kingston had no other option but to stay in the living room while Patrea built an enchantment in her room so Lucy would not feel or smell her presence, and she built a noise shield in my room to hold off any noise that we would make tonight. I was still not sure if Lucy would feel the difference between a sleeping me and an awake me. Because I was one hundred percent sure I would not be able to control myself once I saw her. But I promised Lucius I would try my best. ‘We’re here. Get ready.’ Lucius dug into my head at the exact moment I lay in bed. I already turned off all the lights as he instructed, with only the full moon illuminating my room. ‘I still fucking don’t know how to pretend I’

I silently chewed on my bottom lip and twirled a strand of hair around my finger. “Maybe try and focus on that emotion next time you go to sleep.” Brigid piped in. “Yeah.” I sighed. “I just want some answers and to stop playing this waiting game.” When I got back to the packhouse, I took a long bath before climbing on top of the bed. I wanted to be relaxed, and after my talk with Brigid, I wanted to see if I could convince my subconscious to take me to the ethereal realm. I let my eyes shut, and I tried to wipe any stray thoughts out of my mind. I focused on my breathing. Deep, lung-expanding breaths.

will then be corrupted beyond repair resulting the body to become brain dead. Special dreamers which are called 'Lucid Dreamers' are people who can "swim freely" in the 'Plain of Desire and Idea' thus granting them the ability to control their perceived dreams albeit they do it unconsciously. Very few lucid dreamers can master this ability and swim freely on the plains of sleep thus having the ability to technically turn your dreams on and off as you swim towards the deep, these people are classified as 'Lucid Divers'. A few of these Lucid Divers have the ability to reconnect a dreamer's broken tether thus waking them up, these special people are called 'Dream Callers' and are considered as

Diana's voice brings me out of my sleep. I open my eyes to darkness, the only light coming from the moon. She looks at me with concern. "How the hell were you flying and sleeping at the same time?" She asks. I laugh a little. "My parents taught me, it's similar to what humans call lucid dreaming," I tell her. "Why do you do it?" "Well I just now did it so I could stay flying, but normally I do it because you can control what you dream about. I use it to relive memories with my parents, or if I forget something it helps me to remember," I explain.