Novel & Cerita Reality Vs Dream

In fact he doesn’t care about anything else now. “This is what you always wanted, why come back to your world,” a voice speaks in Van’s ear. Whose voice is it? But he’s right. Why he should go back to a world where he is seen as a weirdo if he could become what he dreams here. “But this is not real, just fanciful illusions,” another voice speaks in Van’s head. Yes, he might be fooling himself that this is the real him. Wake up Van and stop dreaming! “Yet reality hurts. Come and dwell in your fantasy where you are free of your earthly woes,” the first voice replied.

questioned the old monk. “It’s not real?” asked a startled Tyr. He took a deep breath as many memories began playing like a movie in his mind. Even the scene of how Tyr had killed those dogs on the streets back then played clearly in his head. Everything seemed to have appeared in his dreams before, but they were so realistic in his memories. Tyr gently massaged his temples. “This should be reality. But as reality and nightmares keep interchanging, after a long while, it’s hard to tell if it’s real or just a hallucination.”

It was clear now that Lukas believed he was trapped in a dream state, lost in some vivid reverie. That meant he must have recurring dreams just like this one—scenarios that felt achingly real, blurring the line between fantasy and reality. And from the way he was acting... He's mistaken me for another woman entirely, Gloria realized with a quiet pang. If he were truly wide awake right now, he'd probably start yelling at me all over again, unleashing that familiar fury. But here, in the haze of his dream, Lukas was exceptionally tender and affectionate—gentleness she could never imagine existing between them in real life. It was a stark, surreal contrast.

"Then, who are you? In real life, you're like that. You shift blame, run from consequences, and use other people's lives to patch over your guilt. You think dreams change anything? They're just another escape." She froze. Tears slid silently down her cheeks. "Maybe you're right. In dreams and reality, I've always been the same." "Dreams are fantasies. Reality is cruel. You killed Adam and caused Grandpa's death. No dream can rewrite that," I said flatly. Talia was quiet for a long time. Then, she suddenly slammed her hands against the glass, voice hoarse and desperate. "Lie to me! Just once! Tell me you still love me! Please!"

It rolls off of me like a dense fog, ebbing past the limits of my own consciousness to delve through the mating bond and track Ella. Dreams are strange this way: both closer to and more distant from reality, so that our souls can join when the Goddess’s power is at its peak, even as doors to fantastical and surreal worlds swing wide. I don’t know where my mate is, but as long as she is also in the realm of dreams, I know I can find her.

She felt very guilty for Max earlier. "Ruth. Have you ever had a dream that was... hmm so real?" she asked cautiously. She suddenly shuddered at the memory of her dream last night. But also happy. "A very real dream?" repeated Ruth slowly, not understanding. She seemed to be thinking hard. "Hmm, so... you know that dream that's really real, where if you touch the glass then you feel the cold for real." Shada tried to explain to Ruth, even though she wasn't quite sure herself.

a man in his grip said in a trembling voice. "What ......" Xiao Dust's eyes are godless and somewhat dumbfounded, and the man hurriedly ran away when he saw this. "What the hell is going on ......," Xiao Dust tightly pinched his fingers, which one is the dream world, which one is the reality, and which one of the worlds is the real one!

At lеаѕt I’m ѕаfе… I’m having оnе оf those hаlf аwаkе, hаlf аѕlеер drеаmѕ. Thе ones whеrе уоu knоw уоu’rе drеаmіng, but thеrе’ѕ nоthіng уоu can dо аbоut it. In the drеаm, thе еxасt орроѕіtе of reality is happening.

He seemed to be fading. “I’ll see you again, Jennah.” The buzzing grew louder. Jennah opened her eyes. Her alarm clock was going off. She reached over and slapped a hand on the snooze button and then focused to make sure she was in her room. She blew out a breath and tried to shake the fog from her mind. That explained a few things. The dream was so real, but not at the same time. Too bad, really. That man, Dominic, her mind had invented was quite nice to look at. No more chocolate caramel popcorn for you before bed, she thought as she slowly sat up.

Whatever else he was hiding, except sleeping with my former mate of course I wanted to know. Rhein cleared his throat before he began speaking, “Truth is, it could mean everything and nothing at the same time. Dreams are sometimes reality and many times dreams" he said. I nodded, he was right. "But this didn't seem like it had been just a dream. It had felt real, like there was indeed something happening in real life” I insisted. He shrugged, "I don't know what I can say about that but definitely you should know that they feel real but it doesn't mean they are”