Puffin

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
My recall is returning with school, as I believed would happen! This entry is from a short nap I took yesterday.

It was daytime; I was outside on a vast plane of land. You could see nothing else but flat ground covered in dead grass, except for one long, stretched-out hill that looked like the raised side of a ditch. This hill, raised a good seven or eight feet off the flat ground, went on for at least a mile, and this was where I was walking. The entire area had a vacant air to it, and the sky was a single-tone hue of rather pale blue which helped to create this atmosphere. Besides my own rather brisk walking movements along the top of the hill, everything was still. It almost felt like I was indoors, but not quite. I kept walking and eventually started heading down the hill, but not sharply; I took my time and mostly kept going forward. The perspective right now was in third-person, and I was viewing myself from the ground level about ten feet away.

The perspective changed, however, a few moments after I saw a girl in a pretty blue dress come into my third-person vision. She had blonde hair and was a bit younger than me, but not by much. She was fairly slim. I was now viewing things in first-person. I took a few more steps, looking down the length of the hill. I then felt her presence and turned to look behind me, upwards towards the top of this hill. I saw her there and I felt threatened, so I started walking up towards her with a glare in my eyes and gestured suddenly with my right hand, pushing it up into the air and slightly towards the left.

The ground ripped up in a big chunk along the top of the hill, right in front of the girl, sending dry clods of dirt and brown dust everywhere. The cloud of dust was probably only a bit taller than my own height of 5.4", but some of it sank down the sides of the hill.

"Get out of here," I warned her as the cloud was still clearing up.

She was nowhere to be found after the dust vanished, but I knew she wasn't gone quite yet.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This is another dream that I recalled the same night as the previous entry, Fragment - I Didn't Study!.

I was outside, on the top of a grassy hill that sloped down into a long river. This river was situated in a small public park (my dream-self knew I was in a park, even though I didn't actually see a park sign or anything). It was night and therefore very dark, but there were a few black street lights along the side of the river, lighting the area dimly. I could see the faint outlines of objects and people against the midnight blue color of the sky.

The hill I was on was rather steep, and at max it must have been fifteen feet above the surface of the water in the river. On the top of the hill was a row of flat, square-shaped concrete stepping stones that had the texture of pumice, but they were light beige or something like that. Each one was about half a foot from the next one. I was on one of these stones, and I peered over the edge to look into the river. I saw the highlights as the pale light caught the ripply waves of the river, which were a bit more turbulent than you'd expect in a normal river. The water was flowing relatively quickly, too.

I heard somewhat-exhausted breathing and immediately turned to my right to see the source of the noise. I saw a young girl with olive skin; she was wearing a light yellow dress and was skipping along the stones, jumping from one to the next, right along the side of the hill. She would fall any minute.

As the girl passed me, I remember scornfully saying out loud, "what idiotic parents would let their child do that?"

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
This one feels pretty similar to my last recorded dream. The vividness decreased when I became lucid, but I still managed to complete the evasive TOTM and witness a terrorist attack.

This dream started off with me being on a long rope of grassy hill. It was a hill that rose only ten or fifteen feet from the ground, so walking back down to the ground would take less than a minute. It was probably later in the day, but it had yet to become noticeably dark.

The rest of the land was flat and covered in grass, and you couldn't see anything in any direction except a road traveling along the base of the hill that led to a very nearby city. The tall buildings started at the end of the hill, so you can visualize how close the city was; I was right on the outskirts of it.

I looked around and suddenly became lucid, shouting "yes" rather excitedly and doing the nose-plug reality check, which obviously failed. But then, the dream suddenly decreased in vividness. Things became slightly hazy and the lighting became dim, although it was still light outside. I rubbed my hands for stabilization and touched the blades of grass on the ground, but it didn't help. So, still being on the hill and in no position to move, I decided to summon a white unicorn that I could ride. After all, I had no idea how long the dream would last but I didn't want to flip out. I used the familiar turn-around-and-expect-it-to-be-behind-me technique, and it was.

However, although it was a bit harder to see, I could tell that the unicorn was a bit smaller than normal. I don't know how to measure horses in terms of hands, but it was probably only four feet tall. It also looked like its skin was made of white velvet, and I couldn't see its muscles moving as it walked over to me. It looked sort of like a toy, but that didn't bother me. I got up on it with a jump and landed square on its back, without having to reposition myself.

There was no harness so I looked away, out towards the city, and then back again; there was now a single metal hoop around its neck. I rolled my eyes and expected it to walk forward, and it did. The dream still wasn't fading, so I got off it to do something else.

That was when I lost most of my lucidity, with only a bit lingering. The road on the base of the hill had now changed to a six- or seven-lane highway with cars traveling quickly along them. All the lanes were in one direction, I observed. Although I wasn't lucid, I then chose to summon a random DC to test my dream control. I tried to summon it, but nothing appeared. I looked at the sky and then, at that very moment, two large gray planes flew overhead at an incredible speed, directly into the buildings in the city. There was an explosion which blew me backwards quite a bit, and the city buildings were now on fire.

The dream ended.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This was the second in a recent spate of dreams involving Iron Man. Since this was a longer dream, I became lucid on and off throughout the course of it. When the lucid parts occurred, it was less-than-average lucidity.

I began this dream in a massive, futuristic dome; it had glass tiles like Disney's Epcot sculpture, and was the size of a few football fields. There was a blimp near the ceiling with a flat top, almost like a table. There was grass and palm trees on the ground, and different small stores around the edges. In the middle of the dome, there were city buildings, and here, the lighting was darker. This is where I was first. I was falling towards the buildings, and I heard narration from my dream: "since this is a dream, you can trampoline off the buildings without getting hurt, due to the nature of the dream." I didn't become lucid yet, but when I impacted the top of an apartment building, it bounced inwards slightly and I rebounded. The next time I hit a building, I only bounced a foot or two, and then landed on the ground.

The next thing I knew, I was on a ski mountain, probably a green run. The hill was fairly steep, and at the bottom, I could see the ski rental station and another larger building. I had to get down quick, as I was late to meet Tony Stark, back at that massive dome. I had skis on, so I began to slide down the hill. There were a few ripples in the hill, but on the last one one of my skis flew off, so I had to go down on only one ski. I arrived at the rental station and became aware that I was dreaming. I had to leave the ski resort and check out my ski equipment, so I tossed the one ski over and said, "bill me". Even though I was lucid, the lucidity wasn't strong enough, and so I wanted to maintain courtesy towards the attendant. As I turned around and began to run away, they called me back and said that their credit card system is down. I rolled my eyes and pulled out a random wallet, pulled out a large bill, and then said to keep the change.

The dream skipped again and I was no longer lucid. I was back in the dome, which seemed a bit smaller than before, and I still had the priority of getting to where Tony Stark was. Apparently he was on that blimp with the flat top. It wasn't that big; around the size of a regular bedroom. I pushed off from the ground and flew across the area to where the blimp was, and landed. There was a table covered with a white tablecloth, and Stark was there along with two other people. I pulled up a seat at the head of the table and said, "sorry I'm late, I got caught up in something." He was in a tux identical to the one below.

At the table in front of me, there was a tasty-looking hot dog with vegetables and stuff. I didn't look to see what the others were eating, as it didn't really cross my mind. On the hot dog, there was mustard and some shiny, dark green condiment that actually looked pretty tasty. I remember going lucid again and eating the entire thing, but then losing the lucidity!

While eating after becoming unconscious again, I plunged into a senseless conversation with him, his two bodyguards (as I then found out) casually listening on. Some lines from our conversation were, but not limited to:

"I know we both invented it in our own separate ways, but you were quicker getting it into public."
"They costed a lot of money. I had to sell a really expensive dress I owned to get proper funding for the event."

I can't recall the direct purpose or topic of the conversation. This was pretty much all there was, and then I became lucid just as the dream was ending. I decided that this was a pretty interesting dream and didn't want to forget about it by DEILDing.