Sering Mengalami Lucid Dream Novels & Stories

SLUMBER AND A DREAM Amanda's mind slipped into the depths as she slept, the veil between reality and dreams growing thin. In the ethereal realm of her subconscious, a dark and unsettling presence lingered. As she wandered through the corridors of her own mind, an eerie sensation washed over her, sending shivers down her spine. A sense of impending doom loomed in the air, casting a pall over her surroundings.

Something such as this was never supposed to happen. She thought she had everything under control and Manager Lucia will never find out about her but she was wrong. "Someone wake me from this dream" Lucia hits herself in the head whilst trying to convince her mind that this was all a dream. It was not real. She was stuck in a dream. She pushed her hand through her head in confusion and paced around aimlessly. Linda stood there watching. Only a few more push and Lucia night have a panic attack. Linda told her softly, "You have to calm down, Manager Lucia. I'll explain things"

"What a relief, she is still breathing." "Hey, wake up" Ceren tapped Lucia gently. Lucia struggled to open her eyes due to the effect of the drug and when she did, the first thing she saw was Ceren's frightened face. "Am I dreaming right now?" she asked calmly. "This is not a dream, I think you should get up. We are in trouble"

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“Think of it as me running into you and offering you a ride.” “A-Alright,” she said, biting her tongue. What the hell just happened – she was in his car, and did he just offer to carry her bags? No, no … this has to be a dream. Maybe I fell asleep with Van and now I’m having a very vivid dream. It must be that thing called “lucid dreaming”? Aidan tapped furiously on his phone. Seemed like whoever he was chatting with was bothering him. His lips were set in a scowl, and for whatever reason, she felt bad for him and thought of making him smile.

Archer shouted. “Gee, how calming and relaxing,” Peggy said dryly. Archer realized his mistake and stepped back. “Sorry, I-” “You’re on edge; a lot has happened,” Peggy said. “Maybe we should all take a nap…” *** Ariadne blinked awake. She didn’t normally have dreams, just lay in the black void for hours until she woke up. Tonight was different. “A lucid dream,” she murmured, looking at her hands. “Huh. Not had one of these since-”

will then be corrupted beyond repair resulting the body to become brain dead. Special dreamers which are called 'Lucid Dreamers' are people who can "swim freely" in the 'Plain of Desire and Idea' thus granting them the ability to control their perceived dreams albeit they do it unconsciously. Very few lucid dreamers can master this ability and swim freely on the plains of sleep thus having the ability to technically turn your dreams on and off as you swim towards the deep, these people are classified as 'Lucid Divers'. A few of these Lucid Divers have the ability to reconnect a dreamer's broken tether thus waking them up, these special people are called 'Dream Callers' and are considered as

Even in his comatose state, he found it hard to believe the words Serenity told him. He even had such a realistic dream. A lucid dream. Serenity layed down on a bed, resembling his own bed back in the mansion. "What're you waiting for? Come join me here," she said in the most seductive voice. She wore a very loose nightgown, causing him to gulp at the sight before him. He'd never get tired of seeing her body. "Uhh... Serenity...I–" "Why're you hesitating Shawny boy?" Serenity's voice sounded distorted now. She sat up slowly, her nightgown falling off completely as her eyes seemed to bear sorrow. "I thought you liked this? Or is the weightiness of guilt eating you up?"

Sienna remained silent for a moment, letting me talk. “It’s not… it’s not that I’m crazy. I… I know what’s real and what’s not… or at least I thought I did.” My knuckles tightening against the wooden surface. “But it felt… it felt so real.” Sienna nodded slowly. “Vivid dreams can be a symptom of trauma… stress… or even a neurological condition.” She opened her notebook again and flipped through a few pages. “Some people experience something called ‘hypnagogic’ or ‘hypnopompic’ hallucinations, when they’re falling asleep or waking up.”

Scientists are looking at how we can induce lucid dreams more and the clinical applications of lucid dreaming. When he was done, they gaped at one another for a moment, then they both looked away. There was silence. It took a second or two for the additional information to sink in. "Our spontaneous meeting in the street the other day wasn't simple at all. I've been meaning to meet you, but being an asshole myself, I'd made it to that state and for that, I apologize," Sean added. So what? I'm supposed to acknowledge it now. That everything has been planned. And I'm just the lab rat? She raised a question, her eyes glossing with unshed tears.