memorable

My twin sister, who occasionally co-stars in my dreams with me, and I are escorted into a huge throne room. Scarlet banners hang from the walls, and the floor tiles were gold. The king was there, but I can't remember what he looked like. He asked my twin what went best with wine, She tells him 'white dumplings'. Wrong answer, so we are escorted downstairs to where many others live who have failed the test. I never answered the question, so I am lined up with four others, who have yet to give an answer. We go upstairs, a new girl comes in and goes first. She says something, it is the correct answer, and she is named as an elf, which haven't existed in years.

Scene shifts, we're on my grandmothers front porch. She is holding a little green-and-purple cardboard circle with a hole in the middle. She comments on how the flowers are withered. I look at her, trying to relay a point. She understands somehow, and kisses the circle. Not exactly what I had in mind. She thinks for a moment, then whistles softly. A few of the flowers start moving, then top. I figure she could use some help. I start to sing very softly, just giving her a push. The flowers started to bloom. The new girl looks on in wonder. My twin walks up form behind us and starts to hum. The flowers brighten. As I sing, my twin hums, and the new girl whistles, the flowers bloom, lift, and brighten. We were each given elven names, but I couldn't remember what they were. I only remembered that I was sun, my twin was earth, and the new girl was water.

A few hours later I looked back in my journal. I KNEW that we had been given names. I went on Google Translate and typed 'sun'. I tried different languages. After many different tries, I picked French. It said that 'sun' in french was Soleil. As soon as I saw that I remembered our given names. My name was Soleil, the new girl was Eau, and my twin was Terre. I didn't have to translate them to know what they meant. One my coolest dreams ever

First lucid! I rubbed my hands to stabilize it, and did some RC's, all of which worked. I had read Naiya's MILD guide before I went to bed and tried it. I realized I was lucid when I was on some street, and I couldn't remember how I got there (little red flag going up...) All of a sudden I remember the Task of the Month for October: Go trick or treating and shape-shift into a mythical Greek god. Well, I tried to shape-shift into Aphrodite, didn't work (Maybe later) but I went trick or treating at the nearest house. My grandfather, in his pajamas, opened the door and said "Come back tonight." (It was morning) I walk down the street and meet a girl, I can't remember what she looked like, but she said her name was Naiya. (After I woke up I laughed my head off) We walk down the street some more and the scene turned into a country road surrounded by harvested corn fields. I decide to try to fly. It wasn't nearly as hard as I thought! I ran and jumped, got stuck a few yards up, then "swam" through the air until I got good enough to Superman fly. It wasn't very fast or high, but it was awesome! Then I woke up a little, rolled over, and forced my way back into it. Bad idea. A tornado was coming right at me. I almost tried to wake myself up, but then I was lucid again and was like "what the heck???" So I put my hands out and stop the tornado (with some effort). After everyting is fine and dandy again, I wake up.

It was very cool, and I rubbed my hands together a lot. It was pretty long though, which made me happy It was funny because this "Naiya" was next to me the whole time. I'm thinking it was because that was the last person I read/thought about.

6-year-old Taylor Swift (not famous yet, but getting there) and a 6-year-old brown haired girl (nicknamed Brownie in this post) are both adopted by a lady (Grandma). Taylor is the favorite, so Brownie is my charge/buddy. She's really sweet, but a bit jealous of Taylor. So us two are outside in a park playing, and Taylor and Grandma are inside a CD shop that has no walls about 50 yards away. There are four boys playing basketball next to us, and the ball hits D in the face. He gets all mad, throws the ball the opposite direction, and screams at the boys that if they touch the ball again he will kill them. (D in real life is so nice I'm having trouble believing that it was him) Of course, the boys go get the ball again, D runs after them, I scream at them to stop but they don't, I run and take Brownie with me so she doesn't have to see, eventually the boys outrun D and D passes out from exhaustion and the boys escape mostly unharmed. We run back to the CD shop, I see a bunch of bald men throwing spears at targets mounted on trees. A James Bond-looking guy comes and shows the spearmen his missile launcher. My mind switches to the one of a spearmen, and I'm forced to shoot the launcher. I refuse to shoot anyone, so I shoot a boulder. My mind switches back to my dream character, and I grab Taylor, Grandma grabs Brownie, and we run. Grandma calls me Deida, but as we run a missile comes shooting at us out of the blue. It goes all slow-mo and I avoid it by inches. Another one comes but it isn't slow-mo, but it passes us and hit a brick wall. My view shifts and I see it coming out the other side of the wall, heading toward two freaked-out cartoon sheep.
I always wake up right before something bad happens (luckily)