Example Of A Lucid Dream Novels & Stories

I nodded quietly. All four of us took our spots on the bed. I snuggled up to Conor and lay in his arms as he hummed the lullaby to me. Between the sedative, his calming lullaby and warmth, I finally slept. Sadly, it was only for about an hour as I woke up in a cold sweat all over again. The dream that woke me was the time when I had been dragged down and through the dungeon by my hair and tossed into a cell with the skeleton. Only this time, the skeleton got up and attacked me.

If only she knew. I had never said a word of it to anyone, but over the past few nights, I have been getting strange dreams. Lucid dreams that felt so real that I woke up with ice-cold limbs. I didn't remember them once I was up, but the phantom feeling of their occurrence always remained. How could I explain that to anyone? And anyway, they could actually mean nothing. But what if they mean something? I pushed the thought into the deep recesses of my mind.

In the midst of her slumber, Liya found herself in a dream. She was walking through a vibrant forest, surrounded by lush trees and the soothing sounds of nature. As she walked, she noticed a single flower rising from the ground, its petals unfurling in the gentle sunlight. Suddenly, Liya's eyes fluttered open. She sat up, rubbing her eyes in confusion. "Whizz" she shouted, "I had the strangest dream. I was in a forest, and there was this flower..."

Her voice is disembodied, filling the whole space. I am praying in my mind that I wake up. It feels so real and the same time, I can tell myself that I'm in a dream. That is what makes it so scared. It is a conflicting lucid dream. I shake my head and suddenly, I hear a thunderous sound and drifting my attention to the sky, I see nothing. A gasp escapes my throat when she's now in front of me, my frame towering over hers.

In one dream, Star stood on a mountaintop, surrounded by a breathtaking landscape. The wind whispered through the trees, carrying with it a sense of magic and wonder. As she raised her hands, a vibrant glow emanated from her fingertips, illuminating the night sky. Stars danced and swirled around her, responding to her every command. In another dream, Star found herself in a vast, ancient library, its shelves stretching endlessly into the distance.

Her dreams were filled with disjointed images—snippets of her past, memories she had long buried or forgotten. One night, as they rested in a dimly lit alcove, Lyra was jolted awake by a vivid vision. In the vision, she saw herself as a child, standing in a sunlit garden. The scene was serene and peaceful, a stark contrast to the oppressive darkness of Nyxterra. She could see the young version of herself playing with a toy, her laughter echoing softly.

That's all on Confessions Of An Exorcist. Thank you and goodbye for now. I hope to see you next week. AUTHOR'S NOTE -> I hope you guys enjoyed reading this chapter. False Awakenings may also lead to lucid dreams so if you ever experience such, please contact your doctor. Personally I haven’t experienced lucid dreams or false awakenings but the one I have most times is Sleep Paralysis and that scares the shit out of me, like why the fuck does my body have to scare me before I forcefully wake up. That’s so weird.

AFTER Lily I wake up at six AM. Groggy and damp with sweat. I had another nightmare featuring Luc. We were arguing on a shore, foamy waves lapping at our ankles. Strong winds hoisted us up in the air, somehow when we were flung at the middle of the ocean Luc could swim perfectly, floating weightlessly on the dark, angry waters. But I was sinking fast like a heavy boulder. My mouth like an open cave, calling out for Luc, water infiltrated my lungs and the wiry hands of the ocean pulled me into its belly.

Lily like an obedient child was nodding to him without even knowing what she was agreeing to. “I must leave, I guess,” Mark said. Lily nodded. “Get up,” Mark told Lily to which Lily immediately stood up. “When did you get up?” Mark asked. “At 6 o’clock,” Lily replied. “I am getting weird dream these days,” Lily said in a flow. “What dreams? Tell me,” Mark said with an inquisitiveness. “I don’t know. It feels real sometimes. Like, I am somewhere far from home. Someone has captured me,” Lily muttered. “He told his name as Lucian…Ahh, it was so weird,” muttered Lily as she pulled up a few hair in her both hands.