Sering Mengalami Lucid Dream 소설 & 이야기

“What do you mean by odd dreams? Like nightmares?” “Well, three dreams have particularly stood out. Each time it’s hard for me to wake up, it’s like I’m partially conscious.” Rose paused, clearly trying to figure out how to proceed with her explanation. “The first one I had, I would describe it as a lucid nightmare. That one happened the day before my birthday. I dreamt about a forest catching on fire, screaming, smoke, burning flesh, and howls.” “You dreamt about the rogue attack?” How did she manage to dream about the attack?

I coyly smiled at him as I asked, “What are you talking about? How do you know what I'm dreaming?” “I know because every time you have that dream you talk in your sleep. You talk about Laylan, Artimous, Grealan and Ivy. Then you're hard to wake up after that. I was just curious as to what your dream was about,” he finished and his lips curled at the edges into a smile.

A contrast of day and night at its peak. Subconsciously, she started feeling her body to check if she was indeed dreaming. Gently, she plopped on the fluffy floor of clouds, seeing her hands just slip through her arms. It’s been normal for her to have lucid dreams after the accident. No wonder she has a hard time connecting with other people after that. "You're not dead, I mean not yet," the voice chuckles and her brows knitted in annoyance. "I'm not trying to rain down on your parade either."

“Like I did something terrible. Like... I was a monster.” The air felt heavier and thicker. Lucian cupped her face gently, forcing her to focus on him. “Elara. Look at me.” She did, with her eyes filled with tears and fear. “That was a nightmare.” Lucian said each word calmly. But his heart was in turmoil. “But it felt real.” Elara whispered. “Nightmares do. It can never be real. That's why it only happens when we go to sleep. And when we wake up, we should return to the reality and forget the dream.”

Lucien took the first step forward, about to take the second one when the floor beneath him opened up and he fell down like a weightless peice of paper. The next thing he knew, he woke up on his bed drenched in sweat while the sound of his alarm blared beside him. He stretched out his arms and yawned, taking comfort in how warm it felt under his blankets. His dream had been so real that even now, hours after waking up, he still found himself drifting off into it again before snapping back to reality. I'm such an idiot! He thought with a sigh and rolled onto his side. What am I going to do? What is this? Why can't I control my dreams?

Rina was confused, but she pretended that she was alright. She always thought of herself in high regard and the fact that she’s still a virgin. It is because she has no recollection of being fucked by someone. The girl wanted to believe that she’s still pure, despite the constant memory loss. At first, she was at loss about what she should do. But after weeks of hypnosis, she had a lucid dream. It feels so surreal that it feels like she’s talking to a real person. She was trapped in a barren desert while she sat on a wooden chair. Below her is her twin, a person who always smirks and talks rudely at her.

I paused as I thought about some excuse, “it’s bothering. You’re bothered about it, right?” Dang. “Ah. Y-yeah. It’s quite scary, but I can still h-handle.” “Um...” I breathed. “Lucid dreaming can help... a dream during which dreamers, while dreaming, are aware that they are dreaming. However,” I said, “it takes a lot of practice. Some people take on superpowers or special abilities, so they can fight back against the attacker. Escaping, you can do things like flying away or even doing techniques to deliberately wake up from the nightmare.”

I didn't have enough time to brainstorm on my current situation as the door opened gently. I became slightly relieved as Lisa and Steph walked in. But something was odd as they stood feet away from me like I have a plague or something. "Why are you guys standing over there?" "And why is Steph looking like she is about to cry? I asked, my voice coming out raspy and stiff. It was also extremely difficult to talk and everything feels like a dream and I'm stuck in a lucid dream. "Can you get me some water?" I asked Lisa directly as they both continued to look at me without saying a word.