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I nod staying silent. "Come soak yourself in the bathtub." Mrs Tabitha calls out. I released a nervous breath walking into the circle, and over to the bathtub. I put my right leg into the bathtub first, then my left leg... releasing another nervous breathe I laid inside the bathtub, the water soaking my body. "Slowly slip into your subconsciousness, picture where you want to be right now and who you want to find. Lucas cap would be able to get you connected." Sir Adalard whispered into my ear guiding me.

I guess understanding my dreams is a priority, something I can do easily, so I'll rather do that first before searching for a library. To accomplish that, I need pills. There are no drugs here in Valleys so, I can only use herbs. Ambling back to my room, I locked the door behind me, filled the bathtub with hot water, added oil that could reduce fatigue. Glancing at the glass of herbs on the sink, I didn't hesitate to gulp it down. It was bitter, but to achieve what I wanted, I drank it all before settling into the bathtub. In no time, my eyelids could no longer stay open. I fell into a deep sleep…

Leesa clearly understood that. The book also explained how these wizard dreams were merely guides, rather than infallible laws. Not everything that was foreseen would come true in the same way it was seen. But like signposts that guide a traveler along strange roads, dreams were most useful when they were clearly seen. Fortunately, the everywhere and nowhere technique Leesa employed before using any of her other magic worked here as well. Clearing your mind before sleep gave you a better chance not only of having a dream, but of remembering all the details, too. Since some useful dreams arose without being summoned, the book recommended clearing your mind every time you got ready to sleep, u

Daddy asked, stopping his pacing to lean over the table. "The brain has to be pushed to the edge of its tolerance to trigger the reset," the doctor explained, his fingers tracing a sharp blade. "We call it 'Trauma-Induced Lucidity.' We want to trap her mind in that tiny window right after the shock, where the pain clears up and everything becomes crystal clear. It’s a temporary fix, yes, but if we do it enough, we might be able to scar the brain into staying that way." I stared at the tray. I didn't know what synaptic pathways or lucidity meant, but I knew the word pain. I knew the word scar.

Zachary gave a bitter laugh. "I know you want to set clear boundaries, but do you have to be so blunt about it?" "As your therapist, I wouldn't use psychological intervention. Instead, I'd recommend using the belief induction method. When you enter the dream, you should have a reminder in your mind telling yourself that you're dreaming." As the name suggests, the belief induction method requires maintaining a strong belief. While dreaming, you need to hold onto the conviction that this is a dream and force yourself to wake up.

Sylvia's voice continued to guide me, her words weaving a spell of relaxation and suggestibility around me "Now, Chiara, I want you to imagine a staircase leading down into your subconscious mind," Dr. Sylvia continued, her voice gentle but authoritative. "With each step, you'll feel yourself becoming more relaxed, more open to suggestion. Imagine the staircase descending deep into your mind, each step taking you further and further away from the surface." I pictured the staircase in my mind, feeling myself descending deeper into my subconscious with each step. The air grew thicker and heavier, the darkness more profound. Dr. Sylvia's voice followed me, her words echoing off the walls of my

Vera gasped, clutching the dream-silk, sweat drenching her brow. Lucien’s voice fractured into a howl. “Now!” Vera wove her mind around his, guiding his wolf form into the dream. The wolf’s eyes flickered between frenzy and clarity. A low rumble echoed in the gallery as the lanterns responded: sigil-etched plates in the floor glowed, casting shifting patterns across Vera’s face. Chains rattled behind her. Lucien’s wolf-pulse surged, feeding the dream-silk’s resonance. She sang—silent, in mind—her lullaby woven from ash and comet light.

She could have sworn that she could still smell her dad’s cologne, and with that, a mist began to form in front of her eyes, but this time she was in for a surprise. Before long she fell asleep with books littered all over the bed and the floor. Aj was trying as he made himself into a tight ball above her head. It was only seconds when Aj started to snore. Once she entered the astral plane, she felt like she was floating. Ever since Thomas had taught them to dream walk, Sage had been trying to protect everyone by popping into their dreams occasionally, and now she just wanted to remember the good times with her dad & mom.

“Mister, I implore you to call me Marcus, not child. What’s the use of my 22 years of age if you are gonna reduce it by twelve and call me a child? I am a full fledged adult.” “Yes, you are.” Yet he still threw me that judging look. I internally wailed, grouping together my misery and the uncomfortable feeling in my stomach due to me inhaling a three pack of instant ramen before bed. I told you that eating three packs of instant ramen is the key to having a lucid dream yet here I am repeating it. But I can’t help it! Anyone would feel hungry after grinding for levels for five hours straight non stop in VR. Ugh… I think my gaze is getting blurry for a whole different reason now.

___________________________________________________________________________ Lucid dreaming Lucid dreaming is a fascinating phenomenon in which a person is aware that they are asleep and dreaming. Those who are more adept at lucid dreaming are able to control the action and content of their dreams to varying degrees. https://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/lucid-dreaming-study-explains-how-to-take-control-of-our-dreams#The-two-most-effective-techniques ___________________________________________________________________________ 19 / 11 / 2021