Dream Of Plane Falling From Sky Novels & Stories

She uncomfortably tosses In the bed as if having a nightmare with a little sweat on her forehead as sharp breath escapes her lips constantly with her eyes close. She flipped her eyes open in horror. She sat on the bed with her eyes roaming the room, she placed her left hand on her chest and sighed a relief when she realized it is just a bad dream. But her heart was not settled. She started wondering if. Maxwell is alright. She laid back on the bed staring at the ceiling as if in deep thought, she blinked a few times. Sleep Is out of her reach.

I heard people screaming as they jumped, each row going after the other. Once it was my turn, I felt the sharp wind on my face as I stood at the open doorway. It tugged me forward, wanting me to fall freely and into the vast space. I kept my hold on the edge of the door to keep myself in the plane until the instructor told me otherwise. I could hear the faint sounds of the other planes in different sections of the sky and the screams of those who were falling, landing at their destinations. I tried to figure out how far they were, so I knew where we needed to avoid for as long as possible

Chapter 303: The Dreaming Earth The Shared Dreamscape — Unknown Plane It began as a shimmer beneath the eyelids of billions. A pulse of light, a breath of warmth — and then the boundaries between minds dissolved like ink in water. The dream had no single sky, no single ground. Instead, it was fluid — cities floating above oceans, forests spiraling into constellations, memories woven into structures of thought. People saw places they had never been, felt languages they had never spoken, and knew one another without words.

She always knows exactly what to do. “Please fasten your seat belt the plane is about to land,” the flight attendant said. I nodded, my hands moving to do as she had instructed. I stared out of the window, my eyes taking in the calm space in the sky. If wishes were horses and I had a field load of them, I would have wished to live up here in the sky, away from the trouble that I would face the second my feet touched the ground. As the plane began to descend, my fear only increased, What would be the next step Roland would take?

But I wasn't fast enough. The plane lifted off, wheels leaving the ground, climbing into the morning sky. I stopped running and stood there on the tarmac, watching it go, my gun hanging uselessly at my side. They were gone. Arya was gone. My child was gone. And I was too late. My legs gave out. I fell to my knees on the cold concrete, still staring at the sky where the plane had disappeared into clouds. "No," I whispered. Then louder, "No. NO!"

Once the plane reaches the desired altitude and stabilizes, Aiden carries me to the cabin with a bed. As soon as my head hits the pillow, I fall into a dreamless slumber. I'm only jolted awake by the turbulence. "Relax, it's because we have entered the portal to the secret realm. This is the only plane designed to withstand the turbulence. It is also the only one that can enter the secret realm." Aiden's voice quickly dispels my worries.

I sighed and leaned back against the tree behind me. “There might be something else we can do though…” Jasper looked at me calculatingly, “Remember the drawing of you seeing the river from the sky? Well, I’ve never flown with anyone before, but if you saw it in a dream, it’s possible, right?” Thinking back to the sketch I’d done, I thought over his plan and after a moment of contemplation, I decided it was the best one we had. “Let’s try it.” Stepping closer towards him I nodded curtly which he mirrored.

The realization settled over her like a suffocating fog, snuffing out the last embers of hope. As Brenda’s life teetered on the edge, she accepted her fate. The pain radiating through her body served as a chilling reminder of the cruelty of the world. Her dreams, her love, and her future were slipping away, leaving only darkness in their wake. Brenda’s life seemed to hang in the balance. The despair she felt was overwhelming, suffocating her spirit and extinguishing her will to fight. As the plane roared on into the night’s silence, Brenda's last flicker of hope faded away, and she braced herself for the unimaginable horrors that awaited her and her sister in the unknown.

He flew his blanket aside and quickly headed towards the window and looked at the sky while rubbing his eyes again. “Was it really not a dream?” he muttered. He reverted towards his bed after intently staring at the sky for fifteen minutes in the hope that it will again appear, but it didn’t. The expressions of shock which minutes before probed on his face after witnessing a familiar yet strange picture on the sky, was not there and had been replaced by hopelessness, lingering on his face.

“ You’ll see. “ Ge replies cheekily. We got on the plane, and it roared upwards. The sky was a beautiful blue, it was sunny and warm outside. I could see the birds flying far away and I felt one with them. “ This is really beautiful! “ I admit. “ It’s about to get wild. “ He exclaims. He signs the pilot to open the door and air rushes in. Hitting like some sharp spikes on my face, we’ve got our protective glasses on. From there, I can see a vast view of the city. Everything seems so tiny from up here. “ Are you ready? “ He asks. 3…2…1 The instructor counts down. Before I can ask him ready for what, Noah pushes himself down. Since we both are attached I go down with him too. The moment we fal