Dreaming Freedom Novels & Stories

Sophia and Adrian slipped away from the main festivities, choosing instead the intimacy of a quiet corner beneath a sprawling oak tree. Sophia’s heart pounded as she looked up at the star-studded sky, each twinkling light a reminder of the dreams they were ready to chase. “Adrian, do you ever wonder if we’re truly free?” she asked, her voice barely audible over the gentle rustling of leaves. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her close. “I do,” he admitted. “Freedom isn’t just about escaping the past or the noise of the world—it’s about embracing the future with all its uncertainties. And with you, I feel free to be who I truly am.”

I can’t waste my time so you can go now” I wipe my tears again and look up at the stars after remembering my life back then. My life is so suffocating makes me hard to breathe always. There’s a time that I’m just waiting for the miracle to make my dream come true. My dream is not to be a businesswoman or anything. My only dream is to be free. A freedom that I’m finding until I reach for it.... I drink all the coffee in my cup because It’s getting cold already. I forgot that I have a coffee and I just remember it when I took a glance at the table.

We just try to keep moving along, hoping our next big mistake won’t destroy whatever little bit we still have left. But dreams have a different kind of meaning to humans. They mean a lot, and are deeply personal to those involved. Dreams mean freedom; they give you a glimpse of the future and the truth. A dream can reveal a possibility of what might be. The dreamer is able to see the future with clarity, but it’s far less clear than what the actual event actually looks like. And that’s why, even though he tried hard to avoid dreaming as much as possible, sometimes, he found himself dreaming about the same exact thing over and over again. Sometimes, he couldn’t help himself. Sometimes, there

“You wanna know what we call it?” I didn’t respond. More like I couldn’t. What they injected to me didn’t just calm me down. It wouldn’t even make me move. I could barely open my mouth nor speak. It shut Jia down. ”We call it The Freedom. You know why?” He walked in front of me. I watched as his eyes sparkled. Thinking of the things that are in their plans to be made. ”It will allow us to be free from the injustices of this kingdom. To be free to do what we want without having to follow or bow down to anyone. We are going to be much stronger, quicker and powerful than that puny boy king of Vamos.”

Every species that endures learns to dream collectively before it dies alone. The light swelled, flooding her senses. Images flashed — forests regrowing overnight, oceans calming, children learning without schools, music made of pulse and breath. Lumen’s voice grew tender. We do not replace you, Sophia. We become your echo. She smiled faintly, tears like starlight trailing down her cheeks. “Then echo this — keep them free.” Freedom is resonance without fear, it answered. And you are its first note. --- Ottawa — Reality Reemerging

BACK TO PRESENT Emmanuella finally left me to my own peace and once she left I decided to see if I could get a well deserving rest before someone comes up. I was so lost in thought even though I was fast asleep at the same time that I didn't notice someone tapping me or should I say, I was dreaming that I didn't notice. "My love,my love, why are you sleeping? Wake up" I repeatedly felt someone calling out to me but I didn't budge not until the tapping got worst that I woke up to see a tall fair skinned boy standing beside me with a high afro hair cut. His hands raised up probably getting ready to tap me again.

It was very doubtful she’d be that lucky. Dominic lay there, listening to the men waking up. He looked at the ceiling and wished more than anything he could connect with Jennah again, but he didn’t take a chance and close his eyes again. Soon everyone would be awake, the lights would be on, and they’d be free to roam before breakfast. It was definitely not the time to try to hook up with the mysterious woman again. She obviously didn’t even know she had to ability to do what they had done, and he knew trying to convince her that it had not been a dream was going to be an interesting task. “Palmer?” The voice croaked from the bunk below him.

“That’s not much time.” “It’s enough,” Lycian said. “We’ll start training tomorrow.” That night, the dreams started. Running through darkness. Faster than my legs should carry me. The ground flying past beneath paws instead of feet. Wind in my fur. The moon is bright overhead. Freedom. Pure and absolute. Then the scene shifted. I was in a cage. Glass walls on all sides. Scientists watching. Taking notes. My mother is in the next cage. Screaming for them to let me out.

“May you walk with your heads held high, knowing you are equal in the eyes of this land and its people. Go forth, live your lives as you choose, and may you find peace and happiness in your newfound freedom.” We are free…? Her throat clogged, tears stinging her eyes. Aekeira blinked franticly, struggling to process what she had just heard. Had she heard it right? Could it be real? The room, the faces, the grand king—there was no way this was a dream. Emeriel pressed closer, squeezing Aekeira's hand. We. Are. Free.

I knew I was going to doublecross mom at some point. Hell, I planned to betray mom after I get what I want. Williams and I were supposed to get everything, we were supposed to beat everyone to the prize. We had it all figured out already, and yet I feel the need to stick with Freddie, the allure of power made my pulse race. Freddie promised me answers, liberation from the confines of my current life, freedom to achieve all of my dreams and get everything I’ve ever wanted.