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    Hyu's Adventures

    I've been lucid dreaming all my life. But it is only in late 2010 that I was introduced to what lucid dreaming actually is,
    and that it is possible to induce lucid dreams. Soon after, I discovered Dreamviews.
    These are the adventures and the curiosities I experience in my dreams.

    Last edited on 2014.07.31


    ~ Recurring Locations ~

    • The Beach (Image)
      A place I often end up in if I get lost, or if I use a means of teleportation without thinking of a destination.
      It is always dusk whenever I am there. Usually the beach is empty, but occasionally something of interest can be found.
      The beach is a place of serenity. A place where I can be alone and safe.
    • Teraluna - Riven (Image) (Image)
      Teraluna is an inhabited moon within a binary star system.
      It is orbiting a blue gas giant. It is only sparsely lit by both suns, which are quite far away.
      Riven is a hidden sky city, hovering over the seas of Teraluna.
      It is a safe haven to all it's inhabitants, and home to Yuya.
      The city is lit entirely by colorful bioluminescent plants and creatures, giving the place a rather surreal and vibrant look.
      Riven is my favorite place to visit whenever I am lucid.


    ~ Recurring Characters ~
    • Yuya (Image)
      She has been in my dreams ever since my early teens.
      Formerly a goddess of water, she now lives in Riven.
      She is my spirit guide (although she does not like to be labeled as such)
      The connection I experience with her is incredible.
      She is my friend, my companion, my love, my ecstasy, my guide and my teacher.
    • Faye (Image)
      She is my dream guide, and often changes her appearance.
      But for some reason she has recently turned evil, and now haunts my dreams.
      She is no longer the same person, and can seemingly no longer be reasoned with.
    • Silver (Image)
      A character from childhood dreams.
      He used to be my rival, but is now my dear friend.
      He is not a man of many words, and I do not encounter him very often.
    • Liv (Image)
      Liv is a succubus, a kind of demon.
      She is young, inexperienced, shy, but immensely kind and compassionate,
      even though at first glance she looks demonic and dangerous.
      Nowadays she lives in Riven. Yuya and I guide her on her path towards adulthood.
    • Shinave (Image)
      Formerly a goddess of ice. She is a wise and intelligent person.
      She is Yuya's mother.
    • Ifrit (Image)
      Formerly a god of fire. A being of terrible force and power, but also incredible wisdom.
      He has lived for many hundreds of years, and still upholds old and conservative ideals.
    • Selene
      A character from childhood dreams.
      She has fallen to the templars a long time ago.
    • Templars
      A vile force of darkness that has threatened my dreams in the past.

    1. In the end

      by
      Hyu
      , 07-25-2013 at 05:09 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      I stand in the middle of the platform, with the gate in front of me and Silver, Yuya and Shinave behind me.
      I hold out my left hand against the gate, and give it a slight burst of energy.
      Some engravings on it light up. I focus on the templars, and sure enough a connection is made to a gate right next to them.
      A portal forms inside the gate in a dark purple color.
      The doors are open, they can simply walk in now.
      I'm nervous.



      After a rather tense minute, some shapes finally emerge from the portal. Templars.
      All 12 of them. This is it.
      They all appear to be rather calm.
      Then again, why wouldn't they? It's not like we'd stand a chance in a fair fight.

      Finally, one of them addresses me. And to my surprise he looks somewhat different than the other templars.
      He isn't wearing a helm, and his weapon of choice seems to be a sword rather than a lance.
      How curious. Do the templars have some sort of leader after all?



      "Oh dragon... It's unfortunate that you have resisted your death for this long."
      "But I see you have finally seen the light."
      "I respect that you stand here, offering to sacrifice yourself in exchange for the life of your friends."
      "It is not an action that I would have expected from a dragon."

      Oh.
      That assumption sort of makes sense I guess.
      The thought that we would fight them is pure insanity, yet I've shown them exactly where we are.

      "Unfortunately the deal is not acceptable."

      He points at Yuya.

      "I'll need the life of the water goddess as well."
      "Both of your lives for Teraluna. We have no interest in the others."
      "Come forward and kneel down."

      He wants to see the look on my face when he executes her in front of my eyes.
      Typical Templar reasoning. They want a show. After all they could just charge at us and kill us all.
      I turn around to look at Yuya. She's not worried at all. In fact she grins. Good.
      I look back at the templar.
      I stare deeply into his eyes and lough out loudly, which confuses him to some extend.
      Finally the feeling of eeriness goes away.
      No more anxiety. No more worries.
      There is only the present now. No future to worry about.

      I nod at Silver to give him the signal to activate the seal.
      The symbols he has drawn on the ground grow all over the platform.



      A transparent bubble surrounds all of us.
      The portal generated by the gate collapses immediately, because as of right now, both gates no longer exist in the same space time continuum.
      Everything within the bubble is separated from normal space and time, at least for as long as Silver keeps it up.
      Nothing comes in, nothing goes out.
      As far as I know, it is the ultimate spatial sealing technique. I've never seen anyone use it before.
      Still, the templars do not seem alarmed. After all there's 12 of them and only 4 of us.

      "And now what little dragon?"

      There is complete silence now. Sound doesn't penetrate the seal.
      I speak in a dark, assertive voice.

      "Why, isn't it obvious?"
      "I am going to kill you all"

      That made him angry. He snaps his fingers and 2 templars charge at me immediately.
      This is it then. This is what I've gambled everything on. Work!
      Phoenix catalyst. Only once before have I drawn power directly from it, instead of using it as a catalyst to amplify my own powers.
      It was when I resurrected Yuya. But of course that used up the entire catalyst. There is nothing left.
      But I do use the same technique in the hopes of having understood what the orb that was given to me is.
      Even though it was just an intuition. But right now, that is all I have.

      The templars that charge at me do not have their lances drawn. Their goal is to push me to my knees. To put me in place.
      To teach me a lesson. But I have other ideas. I propel myself forwards and slap my hands against their breastplates.
      I use the technique and draw energy as hard as I can and concentrate it within my hands.

      I feel some resistance. But it's like slapping your hands against a water surface. It hurts a little initially, but your hands still move straight through.
      Through their breastplates. Through the bodies. I'm going straight through with my bare hands.
      The lifeless remains of their bodies drop to the ground. They are not human bodies. There is no blood. It's like some sort of clay surrounded with skin.

      It worked... It worked!
      I can freely draw energy from the orb. My intuition was right. It is the same type of energy.
      But I have no time to think about this any further.
      Because the templars have now realized the danger, and 3 of them have already rushed past me towards Silver.
      They want to destroy the seal, in case they need to retreat.
      But Yuya is on it.
      She is projecting some of her water spheres towards them.
      Right before impact Shinave casts some kind of frost magic onto them, causing the spheres to erupt into ice spikes.
      They are not strong enough to penetrate the armor of the templars, but they do manage to immobilize them for a moment.



      I draw energy again, focus it into 3 small spheres and toss them at the templars.
      Yet again, their bodies shatter on impact. They won't be able to get to Silver without dealing with me first.
      Too late I realize that this is exactly what they're doing.
      A lance hits me right in the stomach. I manage to blink away before by body suffers the full impact.
      Another Templar is already striking me from another side.
      I block his lance with my hands and give it a pulse of energy, breaking the lance in half.
      I promtly throw the gained head of the lance at the Templar who previously managed to hit me in the stomach.
      The lance shatters into pieces as I try to infuse it with energy, but enough of it discharges into the Templar to incapacitate him.
      A few energy infused punches take care of the Templar with the broken lance.

      To my surprise the remaining templars have not moved towards me at all.
      4 of them stand there, emotionless, in front of their leader who is in anger.
      I don't think he fully understands what just happened. 7 down, 5 to go.
      And although only one of the templars displays any emotions, I don't notice an ounce of fear.

      "Do you really think you can kill us all?"

      I respond with an evil smile and draw my katana from its scabbard on my back.
      That's right, I've been fighting you with my bare hands.

      "Fine."

      Some sort of growth on the leaders left arm becomes visible. It looks somewhat organic and insectoid.
      Extensions reach from it to the necks of each of the templers bodies, all 11 of them.
      With a motion of his left hand, the extensions retract back into his arm and all remaining templars drop dead.
      All Templar bodies slowly begin to turn into something that resembles sawdust.
      Suddenly, an immense amount of pressure originating from the remaining templars aura pushes against me.
      I have to concentrate a small layer of energy around my body to protect it from burning up.

      So much raw power. So this is why the templars were always so emotionless and their bodies so unnatural.
      They were puppets controlled by this single person.
      He confidently draws his own sword and begins walking towards me slowly.

      "You have caused me grief, dragon. These are rather difficult to create you know."
      "They have to be captured when they are but little children, then carefully raised into weapons."
      "It takes such a long time, and now I have to do it all over again."

      Even though right now, I have a virtually unlimited supply of energy, I am afraid of this guy.
      Being in possession of this orb thing, but he is radiating so much energy naturally.

      Here he comes. I draw huge amounts of energy into my katana, hoping to power through his sword.
      But he merely deflects my attack, I do not manage to release the energy. This goes on for a few strikes.
      Each time our swords clash he deflects it skillfully. He has the upper hand.
      Then unexpectedly he charges in close, even though I haven't given him an opening.
      Somehow he manages to get his blade uncomfortably close to my face and I have to blink back.

      I quickly realize that I've been somewhat late. He managed to leave a small cut between my eyes.
      A few more centimeters and that would have been it...



      "Hmm. How odd."
      "Clearly you have the energy to fight me, but you are not good enough of a swordsman to do so."
      "I wonder. Years ago, you fought a Templar in the depths of hell. A fight where none of you had access to energy."
      "A fight against someone who had perfected the art of sword combat."
      "You do not have the skills necessary to have won that fight."

      He is right. I should not have been able to do that. It is something I cannot explain.
      It just happened, even though it should have been impossible.
      And I can feel that this guy uses similar moves. If he hasn't perfected the art of sword combat, he is close.
      I am no match for him. I cannot win in a sword fight. And the only way to discharge enough energy to deal damage to him
      is through my katana.

      "Also I wonder. Where does all of that energy suddenly come from?"
      "You have done something rather curious indeed."

      He charges at me a few more times. Fortunately I manage to deflect his attacks, but it is very close.
      He just has to wait until I make a small mistake.

      "And the dragon does not use his dragon powers."
      "Instead he fights me with what seems to be divine energy."

      I can't use it because both powers clash with each-other. It would rip me apart.
      But he doesn't need to know that.
      He attacks a few more times, and manages a few deep cuts into both of my shoulders and my back.



      "Your time is slowly running out dragon."
      "Not only will your body give in sooner or later, but that white haired friend of yours isn't going to last much longer keeping that seal up either."

      Silver... He doesn't even know the proper reason he is keeping that seal up for, yet he is still giving it all hes got.
      Hold out a little longer... I'll figure something out...

      The templar performs a downwards strike over his shoulder, which I attempt to block directly.
      He somehow angles his body in such a way that he is able to rotate around and punch me in the chest.
      Even though I concentrate most of my energy into my ribs to absorb the shock, they still buckle a little under a loud crushing noise as I'm projected backwards.
      I cough up some blood, but I manage to keep by defensive posture.

      Due to the lung damage I decide to stop breathing entirely, and instead filter the CO2 in my blood using energy.
      An easy technique, usually used to go to locations where breathing is not possible, such as underwater or planets without oxygen rich atmospheres.
      I quickly repair potentially lethal damage using a variety of phoenix techniques.
      My body is taking one hell of a beating, it won't last much longer.

      "It is a shame that I have not found you when you were a child."
      "You have so much potential, you would have made a fantastic asset."

      Right as he readies another attack, something startles him to the point that he looses his focus on me.
      I can feel a new presence. A dark, cold one. I look for it and spot a person that must have just appeared.
      This is not possible... Nobody can enter this space as long as it is sealed. There are no tricks or techniques to circumvent interdimensional seals.
      He immediately looks right at me and pronounces in a loud voice:

      "Death has come for you."

      As he summons an oversized pitch black scythe I understand what has happened.



      "Silver, break the seal... It is no longer of any use."

      The bubble surrounding the platform dissipates. Silver has to lie down from exhaustion.
      Yuya and Shinave look rather worried. They know what it means when death comes for you.
      He looks like a teenager. Somewhat long, black fuzzy hair. Worn and slightly torn black pants and shirt.
      He's very skinny. But the scythe is what really makes it clear what he is. Death. Or a messenger of death.
      I don't know the specifics behind how it works.

      I try to utter the words "Not today". Because that is what you say when death comes for you.
      But my voice is faint and fragile. It's not even because of the damaged lungs.
      He is amused by this and laughs.

      "Good one! I haven't heard that one yet. You may have just made my day."
      "Seriously though, you're coming with me."

      The grip on my katana loosens. I have fucked up.
      This is the end. It's because I took the orb.
      This orb, I don't know what exactly it is, or why it exists. All I know is that it has to do with life energy.
      It plays a role in the birth of things. This is also the reason why I was able to draw power from it. It's the same type of energy as in the phoenix catalyst.
      Because they are so important, each orb is assigned a guardian, so that no individual can ever obtain one.
      Ironically, it is one of the guardians who gave me the orb. And she warned me that death would come for me.
      I am not sure why she decided to give it to me, but I understand that I must now pay the price for having taken it.
      Death acts as some sort of backup protection in case an orb is ever stolen.

      In a moment of desperation I ask:

      "... a minute then?"

      Death looks at me a little surprised. Why would he ever agree to that? What am I even doing with another minute?
      He made it clear that he is here to get me now. He looks at the templar, then back at me.
      Then he shrugs.

      "A minute it is."

      And he sits down.
      What?
      Just like that?
      He is completely carefree, as if he was about to grab some popcorn.

      The templar laughs, realizing that he has already won.

      "You fool! All I care about is your death, nothing else matters to me."
      "You have just lost everything."

      I know. The guardian told me.
      For a moment I believed that Silvers seal would make me invisible to death, and I could use the orb without being spotted.
      In retrospect, that was a rather idiotic assumption. But it is too late for remorse now.
      Not like I had any alternatives anyways.
      But before I go, there is one thing left to do...
      Forget about the future, it is no more. There is only the present now.

      "You asked me earlier how I managed to kill a man who had perfected the art of sword combat."

      My voice has recovered some strength.

      "Yes, I am curious about that indeed."

      I remove the protective layer of aura surrounding my body and focus all of it into my katana.
      Immediately I feel the pressure of the templars aura on my skin. It burns away my clothes and slowly begins to eat away at my skin.
      Energy distribution in your body is a key aspect in advanced combat techniques. You can divert energy that is intended to defend your body into your attacks and vice versa.
      Removing too much defensive energy leaves you without any defense.
      But it's not like I have any need for that anymore.

      "I admire your will, but you do not have the technique to beat me."

      Yes. He can just deflect my attacks.
      I open my dragon eyes, which is of course a rather self-destructing thing to do, given that my body is flooded with divine energy, which will immediately attack the dragon eyes
      which are of demonic nature. I don't care.
      I understand the confused look on the templars face, as the dragon eyes do not work on them.
      But they are not intended for him.
      I look for my own reflection in his eyes, and attempt to stare directly into my own dragon eyes.
      This is something you are never supposed to do.
      There is a high risk of getting lost forever.

      I do it to look into my past.
      Into the exact moment I fought that templar in the fires of hell.
      I was but a young teenager back then. I can see it clearly now.
      I walk towards the templar whilst looking at my memories at the same time.

      "Back then, I had only a minute to kill the master swordman."
      "And now you have a minute to do the same with me."
      "I will show you exactly how I defeated him."

      I begin to mimic the movements of the templar I fought against years ago.
      Our swords spray sparks every time they touch. At this point it looks more like a dance than a sword fight.
      He quickly realizes that he no longer has the upper hand. We are on equal terms now, and I have nothing to loose.
      He changes to a more defensive style, attempting to simply outlast the minute that was given to me.
      Fortunately, I require so much focus that I am completely incapable to think about what is going to happen next.
      Sure enough, just before the minute runs out, I perform a combination of moves that creates an opening.
      I take it without hesitation and lodge my katana firmly into his chest.

      The burning sensation and the pressure emitted by the templar stops immediately.
      He is visibly confused. He does not understand the mistake he made, and neither do I.
      This style of combat is way too advanced for me. I merely copied what I saw.
      But still, even with my sword lodged in his chest he smiles.

      "It doesn't matter. I still won."

      I have nothing witty to reply. He is right. His goal was that I die, and he achieved that, after all death has come for me.
      I have lost. I release the energy stored within the katana and the templar bursts up in purple flames, leaving nothing behind.
      I suppose this should provide some sort of relief. At least the templars are gone.
      But I feel no such thing. All I feel is failure.



      Death approaches me, carrying his scythe on his shoulder.
      This is the end.
    2. Templars

      by
      Hyu
      , 05-31-2012 at 02:53 AM (Hyu's Adventures)
      I was visiting weird planets with Yuya as I often do in a rather deep dream that had been going on for multiple hours.
      Then this happened:

      There it is, a feeling all too familiar that I have not experienced in a long time.
      I am scared... so fucking scared.
      Fortunately my body reacts on its own, powering up and thus protecting me from the overwhelming pressure off the aura that has just appeared.
      I know this feeling all too well, even though it has been such a long time since I've last experienced it.

      This is very unexpected.
      I have lately gone out of my way to get into trouble, because there is nothing like the fear you experience during a fight where your opponent is actually strong enough to kill you.
      But in such fights, it is more of a mixture of fear and excitement you are experiencing.
      The feelings of a true fights are difficult to explain, but there's a very special vibe to them that is oddly fascinating.

      But this... this isn't.
      There is no excitement, there are no feelings associated to those of a good fight.
      This is pure fear.

      Usually I gradually power up during fights, trying to find a good balance so that I am on a similar level to my opponent, because that makes things most interesting.
      But this time I'm not. My body instinctively powered up all the way.
      And I will need every single bit of strength if I want to survive this.

      Fucking Templars who hunt me down because the god from their delusions told them so.
      If only they weren't so ludicrously strong.
      I can't afford anything less than a perfect level of concentration.
      The first time I encountered one of them, I had both Yuya and Silver with me and I still came close to dying on multiple occasions.
      To top it off I only managed to win the fight by using an ability that I can only use once every few years.
      And that was a stray Templar, possibly weaker than the one I'm facing right now.
      http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/hyu/...dragons-18805/

      The second time I was in a room full of portals, and managed to make a run for it.
      This time I won't have a choice. We'll have to fight.
      They are so fast that I won't be able to draw my phoenix wings without creating a very short opening, inevitably resulting in my death.
      Yes. They are that fast. There is zero room for errors.

      "The true lord demands your death Anassasi."
      "I couldn't care less about your delusions."
      "Oh but you should. Your death is inevitable, regardless of how much you try to resist us."
      "The Templars will hunt you for all eternity."



      He plays with his staff in a taunting manner.
      It's odd. Regardless of how much hate there is during a fight, if both parties have considerable strength, there is always a certain degree of respect. Even if it is only the respect in your opponents strength.
      And an element of excitement, because only rarely do you have the opportunity to go all out if you are this strong.
      But with Templars there is none of that.
      There is only the urge to survive.
      And them? I'm not even sure if they have feelings at all besides hatred for certain dreamers.

      I know that WakingNomad has encountered them as well. I used to call them Paladins, but after reading that he calls them Templars, the term has somehow emerged into my dreams.

      Yuya has casted her water spheres and her aura is clearly on edge. But even like this there is an inexplicable beauty to her aura, even if she is ready to kill.
      If only our truly overpowered abilities would work against them.
      They are immune to both my dragon eyes and Yuya's water extraction technique.
      I'm not sure if they have any water in their bodies.
      They have a certain artificial look to them. Maybe it is because they never show any emotions besides hate.

      "Today the dragon will die."

      I grip my katana tightly. It is fully of energy and vibrates strongly in my hand.
      I am perfectly focused on him. I am waiting for the slightest of changes within his aura.
      There is is! A small twitch... and he is gone.

      He appears right in front of me, but I was perfectly prepared for his blink and am already midway in my own blink, bringing me only slightly out of reach of his staff.
      It hurts!
      I had forgotten that any proximity to their aura causes a feeling of pressure so strong that you think it could burn off your skin.
      But it doesn't feel like the heat of fire, it is what I assume it would feel like if you got an acid burn.

      It's go time.
      I charge towards the Templar and clash my sword into his staff.
      I cannot comprehend how their staffs can deflect such power. It doesn't feel like they charge any energy onto them.
      Any material should easily break in such a situation if you don't.
      Yuya is throwing her spheres against him, and occasionally casting high pressure water beams into his direction.
      But they are simply deflected by his armor in the same manner his staff is deflecting my sword.
      It is so frustrating.

      My aura is right at the edge of hurting my own body. The vibrations are only barely bearable.
      I see the sky red and the clouds burning. My blood is boiling.
      In such a state I need to be careful not to accidentally damage my own body.
      Yuya is pushed slightly outside of the battle my various pressure attacks.

      "Do you know how we kill a dragon?"

      A device on his staff activates and my katana is teleported and trapped against it.
      He smiles and charges at me with his staff.

      "The last Templar who thought so is long dead you fool."

      This trick may have worked once, but I'm not falling for it again.
      I cast my katana away and re-materialize it in my hand.
      He didn't expect this. Maybe I can force a small opening.
      I skillfully bring myself into a better position.
      Yes! This is perfect, I got him at a dead angle.
      I charge all the energy into my sword that I can manage and swing it against the right side of his abdomen as he passes me.
      I can feel it clashing against his armor and releasing all of its energy. A perfect hit!

      Coldness. Shudder.
      I blink instinctively, but slightly too late.
      A sharp pain emerges from my left shoulder.
      How did he manage to reposition himself like that?
      He was to my right and I clearly hit him hard.
      How did he manage to cut into my left shoulder?
      And why the fuck does his staff have retractable blades?

      The situation calms down as we all got some space between us.
      Fuck, I have to fight on my own for a split second and I'm already wounded.
      I feel blood slowly streaming down my arm.
      Usually the dragon aura would naturally take care of it and close the wound, but there's something about a Templars aura that prevents such in-combat healing techniques.
      I cast fire onto the skin surrounding the wound and burn it shut.
      It hurts, but I have so much adrenaline in my body that it isn't as bad as it sounds.

      Then I notice that Yuya is wounded as well, though only superficial.
      She has a small cut on her left arm, and she appears to have frozen the wound shut.
      This is not going well.

      I inspect the Templar in the hopes of spotting some serious damage dealt by my last attack.
      There is a dent in his armor.
      Are you fucking kidding me? I landed a perfect hit!
      I hit him so hard that the changes of air pressure around him caused extensive damage to the ground surrounding us.
      But his armor? A fucking dent?
      How are we supposed to beat him?

      The fight continues, but it quite frankly isn't looking good for us.
      He manages to land near-hits on us with nearly every try, whereas all of our attacks bounce off his stupid armor.
      If only Silver was here. But he isn't, and he won't come.

      I'm starting to become exhausted.
      Templars don't seem to suffer from this issue. The longer this fight will drag on the worse our situation will become.

      Alright. Time for more risky tactics.
      I lower my katana slightly, giving the Templar an opening if he charges me head on.
      And sure enough he comes right at me.
      Time nearly stops. I see him slowly approaching me during one fast leap.
      He's moving so fast that pressure waves are building around his body.

      Yuya's aura is clearly alarmed. She is very worried about me... and... so am I.
      Was this really a good idea? What was I thinking?
      I haven't used this ability in years, I can't even remember it properly.
      It's to late to question it now... just go with it.

      I slightly lower the dragonic energy in my body. Any hit now and I am most certainly dead.
      I shift all the energy into the right side of the blade of my katana.
      Then I rapidly focus phoenix energy within my body.

      This is a horrible idea. It is so dangerous to do this.
      Dragonic energy is demonic in nature, whereas phoenix energy is divine.
      Like fire and ice. Matter and Antimatter.
      Any mistake will rip my body apart.
      I do not have the experience I had a few years ago, and even then, as mad as I was, I respected and feared using both energies at the same time greatly.

      My eyes and my dragon tattoo begin to hurt intensely.
      They are being attacked my the divine energy.

      I increase the phoenix energy until it reaches the same level as the dragon energy.
      Then I funnel it into my blade as well, but on the other side.
      I now have two independent energy circuits running through my blade and body.
      But they draw their power from the same source: my aura.
      I need to divide my concentration.
      Half of it to make sure I do not kill myelf.
      The other half to coordinate my attack.

      My katana begins to vibrate heavily.
      I turn the dragon energy into heat. A heat greater than that of suns, probably only matched by the pressure within a black hole, something only a dragon can do.
      With my phoenix energy I do the exact opposite. Absolue zero. The temperature at which everything stops, an ability exclusive to wielders of divine energy.
      Both touch only at the edge of the blade.
      This causes the laws of physics to break down.
      Such opposing forces cannot occupy the same space, yet they do at the very edge of the blade.
      An intense pressure vortex forms around my blade because the air surrounding it no longer has any idea how to act.

      I swing my katana at the Templar, who is now only centimeters away from me.
      The intense pressure emerging from my sword closes the opening I gave him earlier.
      This has to work. This is one of the most powerful techniques I know of, and I am risking my life to perform it.
      It is not a dragon ability, nor is it a phoenix ability.
      It is my ability. Mine alone. A combination of powers only I could use on the most extreme level.
      If this doesn't hurt him nothing will.

      As I swing my katana towards him. I no longer manage to contain the force within.
      Some energy leaks out, causing intense vortexes around us.
      It emits a pure, blinding light.

      And then, they finally clash.
      My katana and his staff.
      The explosion of energy is beyond anything I've ever experienced.
      My senses shut down to protect my body from the intensity of the situation.
      It is like witnessing the big bang. The emergence of a sheer infinite supply of energy from a tiny point in space.

      My senses slowly recover...
      The energy in my body is completely unstable. Both the dragonic and phoenix circuits have completely shut down.
      As my vision normalizes I can see the disaster I have caused in front of me.
      The entire landscape is partially frozen and partially on fire.
      A huge crack in the landscape, starting at my feet, reaches kilometers into the distance.
      At some points it is multiple meters wide.
      And that was caused by nothing but the side effects of my technique.
      The energy released by the attack was all directed perfectly towards the Templar, none of it touched my surroundings.

      I turn around, still in slow motion.
      He must be dead. Please be dead.
      As I turn I notice my katana burning in a bright blue flame.
      It is vibrating at an immensely high frequency, emitting a very high pitched tone.
      No other material would ever have been able to contain the energy needed for this attack.
      It was forged using parts of my dragonic and phoenix energy,
      designed specifically to be able to hold these forces for short periods of time.

      And then I see him, turning around as well.
      Our eyes meet.
      He is not dead.
      And he is angry. Properly mad.
      He swings his fully intact staff back into an attack position.
      We are so screwed.

      But then, a flicker of hope.
      The chest plate of his armor shatters and drops to the ground revealing a long cut reaching all the way from his shoulder to his abdomen.
      But even though the wound is deep, no blood is coming out of it.
      He is clearly wounded though.
      But so am I.

      My aura took quite a hit. It wasn't him though.
      Even though I controlled both energies perfectly I still damaged my aura.
      But the damage is low and mostly superficial.
      Small arcs of lighting are shooting across my body because of it.
      I'm still operating my aura at the absolute maximum. The arcs are caused by energy leaking out of the tiny damaged spots.

      But then all the hope I just gathered vanishes.
      A second Templar emerges from a portal.
      And the first one doesn't even seem to be in that bad of a shape after my attack.
      We need to run. We need to run now.
      But I don't know how.

      Energy emerges from below the ground. Yes! There's still a chance.
      During the short downtime Yuya managed to collect a huge concentration of water below the ground and cast her Leviathan.
      It bursts out from below the ground and both the Templars disappear within it.
      An attack of truly godlike proportions.

      But this won't be enough time. It'll buy us maybe a tenth of a second, not enough to cast my phoenix wings and get us out.
      I need to buy more time.
      I blink towards Yuya and summon the huge phoenix wings on my back, and focus as much phoenix energy as I can.
      I will block a single attack.
      This should provide enough time for Yuya to draw a portal.
      Maybe portaling will buy us enough time for me to use the phoenix teleportation, which they cannot follow.
      This is one of the situations where it is truly advantageous that we share our thoughts.

      I stand strong before her, surrounding us with a divine energy shield.
      I'm putting all the force that I have left into it.
      Yuya is casting a portal on the ground in the mean time.
      Point one of a second... come on!

      A beam of light breaks the Leviathan body and hits my energy shield hard.
      A purely energy based attack.
      The ground around is disintegrates under the force.
      Only the parts within my shield remain intact.
      But I won't be able to hold this for the tenth of a second we need.
      It will collapse too early.

      I start shrinking it to conserve energy.
      Right now it is encompassing my huge phoenix wings. I won't need those to survive.
      I shrink it all the way down until it only protects our bodies.
      My wings burn to ashes as they touch the outer limits of the shield.
      It hurts. It hurts so much.
      How long can a tenth of a second last?

      My wings are nearly completely gone now.
      We are kneeling, the shield diameter is down a meter and a half.
      And then finally the portal forms below my feet and we fall through.
      We enter the wormhole created by the portal.
      Blood from my broken wings streams into it.

      It goes far... very far.
      Yuya casted a portal towards a location much farther away than I've ever been.
      This might buy us the time we need.
      We emerge from the other end of the wormhole, onto a barren planet.
      I immediately summon the phoenix wings on my left arm and try to make us enter the fabric of space and get us home.
      Yuya nearly collapses under the exhaustion of having casted this portal right after the Leviathan.

      The wings materialize and I can sense our bodies shifting into the fabric.
      Both Templars appear out of nowhere closely in front of us.
      But this will work. This is enough time.
      The wound I caused on one of them is already in the process of healing.
      What the fuck? How... ?
      The other one smiles at me.

      "Run little dragon! Run! We will get you soon enough!"

      Followed by a maniacal laughter.
      Finally we disappear into the fabric of space and are transported to Haven.
      As we emerge, we drop to the ground exhausted.
      My entire body is shaking, either from fear or because I pushed my body too far, I'm not sure.

      "I'm sorry. I thought we had more time."

      I knew it would happen. Somewhere deep within I knew it would happen after I fought the first one of them.
      He was weaker, sort of a run-away or something, no longer obeying the Templar collective.
      I never imagined that the others would be so much more powerful.

      "I need to become stronger... much stronger."

      She looks at me in a very sad way.
      I have never seen her sad before. She is always so happy and full of energy.

      "I'm so sorry. I did not bring you back for this, I don't want you to have to fight again."
      "Of course you didn't. But it is inevitable. I will have to fight. I will have to fight again."
      "If this is what it takes to be here again then I will fight... "

      I look at my still shaking hands.
      I am so strong already. So immensely powerful.
      Yet, I still stand no chance against them, no chance whatsoever.
      Not even in a two on one fight.
      I think about the journey ahead of me.
      I'm going to need help... I'm going to need a lot of help...
    3. The grand library of Teraluna - the history of the dream plane

      by
      Hyu
      , 06-21-2011 at 05:28 AM (Hyu's Adventures)
      Been pretty sick lately and my dream recall hasn't been very good.
      I had quite a few dreams, some lucid, but the lack of details made them feel unworthy of posting.

      I'm walking on the promenade in Haven on Teraluna.
      Enjoying the fresh air, I walk towards one of the main streets on my way to Yuya's place.
      On the main street I go up a level, ending up one level below the topmost one, with all the houses and apartments.
      This level features mostly shops and restaurants, I sometimes come here with Yuya for dinner.
      It's dusk, so the city is quite lively.

      I pass a shop that sells flowers and I wonder if I should buy some for Yuya.
      They're all on display outside, so I wander a bit around having a look at the different kinds of flowers.
      Some don't look like flowers at all, and some are clearly alive.
      They're all very beautiful and they have a distinct smell.
      I suddenly realize that I have no money, how am I going to pay for these?


      Wait, what? WTF! I'm on Teraluna! How did I not notice that I'm dreaming?
      This surprises me quite a bit and it takes me a few seconds to settle down.
      The dream feels very stable and vivid, but I still rub my hands and try to feel the presence of my surroundings to make
      that the dream remains perfectly stable.

      Looking back at the flowers I see one that is immensely beautiful.
      The colors somewhat match those of Yuya's eyes, I feel they would be an appropriate gift.
      I ask the lady selling the flowers:

      "Would you be willing to trade something for these flowers?"
      "Haha, of course young man, what did you have in mind?"

      I summon my phoenix wings on my left arm and remove one of the smaller colorful feathers from it.
      They fall out occasionally, it'll grow back.
      I hand it to the lady.

      "How beautiful! Please, take the flowers, thank you!"

      That went well.
      I take the flowers and continue walking towards Yuya's place.
      I think about how this dream started on Teraluna, even though I was non-lucid.
      Then I realize I'm wasting time.
      I can see a bridge crossing from this street to another one on the level above me, I'll be able to see Yuya's place from there.
      I blink on top of it, and from there I blink to Yuya's place.

      Yuya greets me, telling me that I'm right on time. Did we set a meeting?
      I hand her the flowers.

      "They're for you."

      She seems extremely happy. I am yet again surprised by the way she shows her emotions.
      She simply doesn't hold back at all. It feels so pure, I've never seen anyone with such a happy expression in waking life.
      Yuya puts the flowers in some sort of vase.
      I notice that the dream doesn't feel as stable anymore, and I attempt to re-stabilize which succeeds.

      "Alright, I promised you we'd visit the library, let's go!"

      The library? Did we talk about this in a previous dream?
      Maybe a dream that I cannot remember?
      Clearly, I can't recall such a dream, but I am convinced that we did indeed decide to visit a library somewhere on Teraluna.
      It must have been a lucid dream I do not remember.
      I get ready to draw my wings but Yuya interrupts me.

      "Let's fly there! We shouldn't teleport into the library, we might disturb someone."
      "Sure, lead the way!"

      I take off and fly next to Yuya, trying to keep up.
      She's accelerating fast, I can't keep up without summoning my wings.
      I remember that in my last big fight I managed to summon my phoenix wings on my back, in full size.
      I wonder if I can do that again and use them for fast flight, just the way I've been using my dragon fire wings until now.

      I try to accumulate some of that pure energy and manage to draw the wings on my back.
      They're very beautiful and very large. They feel somewhat oversized for my body.
      It is VERY easy to fly at high speed with them, much easier than with the dragon wings.
      We quickly break the sound barrier and everything becomes very calm.

      This is the first time I'm really exploring other parts of Teraluna, usually I just stay in Haven.
      It is beautiful!
      There are very high and complex trees growing directly out of the sea.
      They must be over a kilometer high each.
      We slow down and fly down, through the crowns of the trees.
      It is difficult to navigate them due to their complexity.

      There are waterfalls in the crowns as well, I wonder where they come from, are the trees emitting water?
      We go lower and lower and finally fly through a maze of waterfalls leading to a spectacular entrance.
      The entrance is absolutely huge. Fortunately it opens by itself.
      Inside there are the same angel statues as in the entrance to Haven.
      As I pass under them I feel myself passing through a forcefield.
      Makes sense, the library must be protected as well.

      I enter the library in amazement, the bookshelves reach into all eternity.
      There is literally no end to them. Even zooming in they seem to go on forever.
      The library is very well lit, everything is very bright and white.
      The shelves are mostly made out of glass.
      Materials feel very modern, but some shapes remind me of the Victorian era.

      Yuya explains what the different kinds of books are and we wander around a bit.
      She shows me quite a few things which I unfortunately cannot quite remember.
      Then we come to a rather special shelf.
      Yuya tells me there's 1001 books in this shelf.
      They all seem very old, and they are huge.
      Nearly 1 meter high and very thick, probably 1000 pages each.

      They feel very special, there's is something about them that really intrigues me.

      "Are we allowed to touch them?"
      "Of course, just be gentle, they are very old."

      I pick the first of them, it's very heavy.
      I gently deposit it on a reading table and open the first page.
      The pages are so old... they feel like papyrus, and you can actually see how the paper was weaved.
      Everything in them is hand written and hand drawn. They are not printed copies.
      It feels sort of amazing touching such an old book, plus the smell is very nice.
      The title of the first page is in a language I do not know.
      The letters are formed by geometric shapes, but somehow I am able to understand it.

      This book is about the beginning... the beginning of... everything?
      They all are! Those 1001 books, is this the story of this universe?
      The story of the dream plane?

      "Yes, they are, are you able to read it?"
      "I'm not sure. I cannot understand the individual words or letters, but somehow I understand some of it."

      I randomly try to read the first few lines at the beginning of some chapters.
      The first one talks about there being nothing but energy.
      Some chapters further they talk about the first gods.
      I honestly have no idea how I'm understanding any of this.
      The numerous images and illustrations help though.

      The language used to write these is very powerful though.
      A single word carries much more meaning than any languages in waking life.
      Considering this, needing 1001 books to describe the history of the dream plane...
      it just feels impossible like any single person could ever know the whole story.

      "True, but it's not finished yet."
      "Not all books have been written yet, after all we're still living the story written in these books."

      "Then why are there exactly 1001 books?"
      "Because exactly 1001 books are needed to tell the story."
      "But, does that mean the dream plane will end once you reach the 1001st book?"
      "Not only the dream plane, the planes cannot exist on their own, they all exist together."

      I'm very surprised, it is known when existence will end?

      "Hyu... the dream plane has existed for eternities, long before Earth was created, long before your universe was formed."
      "That being said, we've barely filled 400 books."
      "We cannot even comprehend for how long things have existed until now, so there is no reason to worry about any ending."

      "True..."

      I browse through some more pages in amazement.
      Somehow I understand that this language is very ancient and was meant to be universal.
      I think I am able to interpret some of it due to the divine phoenix powers, but I'm not sure.
      I end up getting lost in thoughts and wake up...
    4. The Yo-yo from the Totm

      by
      Hyu
      , 06-14-2011 at 01:56 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      I had to get up early this morning to see a doctor because I hurt one of my toes and it got infected, so I only got ~5 hours of sleep last night.
      After getting back from the appointment, I was just lying in my chair watching an online stream of someone playing SC2.
      I was really tired, to the point where I was unable to really focus on the stream, plus my toe was still hurting which was annoying.
      I just leaned back and started dozing off. I noticed the sensation of falling asleep and randomly decided that I'll try to WILD...

      ... I start seeing through my closed eyelids, I must have entered a dream.
      I get up and notice that I was sitting on the couch, even though I was on my chair when I was awake. Weird.
      I look at my toe because it is still hurting a bit, but the pain is different.
      There is no longer a bandage around it, in fact, it looks perfectly healthy.

      I investigate my aura and can clearly see that there are repairs going on in my toe region.
      It looks really interesting, like broken stings that are webbing themselves together again.
      I hold my left hand over my toe, summoning my phoenix wings, to see if I can somehow accelerate the healing process.
      Some energy is flowing from my hand towards my toe, but in all honesty I have no idea what I'm doing.
      Sure, I know that phoenix abilities includes healing, but I have no idea how to do it.

      Not really sure what to do, I decide to summon Faye.
      I call out her name, but nothing happens.
      I realize that just calling out her name is not enough, I have to actually mean for her to appear.
      I do it again, this time wishing for her to come to me, and she appears in front of me.
      She looks different yet again.

      "Hey!"
      "Hi Hyu. I brought you your Yo-yo."

      Right! The Yo-yo!
      She gives it to me and I look at it closely, touching the wooden surface.
      It looks very simple and old-fashioned.

      "Does it do anything?"
      "Of course it does!"
      "So, how do you use it?"
      "I suppose just like a normal Yo-yo."

      Makes sense.
      I attach the string to my right middle finger and launch the Yo-yo towards the ground.
      It remains at the bottom of the string, spinning wildly and making some noise.
      Nothing special happens, which surprises me a bit.

      "Huh? What does it do then, it doesn't seem to be special."
      She replies with a serious attitude:

      "Well, it spins Hyu. It spins."

      I look at Faye. She starts laughing hysterically.

      "You're such a troll!"



      After that I wake up.
      What's up with the trolling lately? oO
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      lucid , side notes
    5. Yuya and Silver save my life in a fight against a Paladin hunting Dragons

      by
      Hyu
      , 06-08-2011 at 05:50 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      I am walking aimlessly over a big field.
      Something feels completely wrong.
      I can't quite put my finger on it, but I am a bit scared.
      Somehow the whole experience is a bit frightening even though it shouldn't be.
      I have a feeling like the color is being drawn out of the world.
      I don't like this at all.


      Fortunately I then realize that I'm dreaming, but that scares me even more...
      Usually whenever I get that sort of nightmare feeling, which I have right now,
      it goes away immediately after I become lucid, but this time, it doesn't.

      Suddenly, I feel a very scary presence behind me.
      I am nearly too afraid to turn around to face it, but I end up doing it.
      There's a man. Even though he's dressed in white, he's dark... so very dark.
      It's his presence, it is his urge to kill me, I can feel it... so strongly.

      He's wearing a white and silver armor with a white coat and he is wielding a very large polearm.
      He approaches me slowly.
      Why am I so afraid of him?

      He calls me by a name that I do not know, but it is clearly meant for me, and I have no doubt that I am the person he is looking for.
      He also calls me a dragon and a dream warrior and claims he is a paladin himself.

      "You shall die by my hand in the name of the lord."

      I am so fucking scared. I don't know what to do, I feel completely helpless.
      He takes his polearm and charges me. FUCK!

      Somehow my body reacts by itself.
      The dragon within me awakens, or rather explodes. I have never powered up even remotely this fast.
      I instinctively summon my katana trying to block the inevitable hit.

      I black out for a second as he hits me...

      The land is on fire. I am fully charged up. My aura burns, the sky is red and the clouds are burning.
      I am so afraid, afraid to die. I don't care if I use too much power, I just want to survive somehow.
      He keeps attacking me relentlessly, and I am only barely able to dodge and block his hits. Everything happens so fast.
      The moves I use are not my own, my body reacts instinctively, and I know if I interrupt this I will die, if I think, I will die.

      "Do you know how we kill dragons?"

      He activates some device on his polearm and my katana dematerializes in my hand and rematerializes in a holster attached to his polearm.

      "You dragons are helpless without your weapons."

      Fuck... FUCK!
      He walks towards me slowly. He knows without my katana I don't stand a chance, there's no need for him to rush.
      I'm so afraid.
      In my desperation I call out into the fabric of space and scream as loudly as I can:

      "YUYA!!!"

      He's getting closer and closer, just a few more steps.
      Finally, he strikes, slowly...

      But right before his polearm hits me, I hear the sound of a metallic collision.
      I look up. Another man is standing in front of me, blocking the polearm with his sword.
      He looks at me over his shoulder.
      I know this man. I know him so well...

      Silver! It is Silver! A man from my childhood dreams, a friend in combat, just like Yuya and Selene.
      Then I see Yuya, she is here as well. They must have arrived at the same time.
      However, they clearly appeared independently, because Yuya is quite surprised to see Silver and even calls out his name in amazement.

      Silver looks at me.

      "Fight!"

      What a simple word, but such complexity behind it.
      Suddenly I am no longer afraid. I am no longer alone.
      The nightmare feeling disappears and the paladin takes a few steps back.

      "You're friends of the dragon. All of you will die. No one opposes the lord."

      Silver puts a hand on my shoulder:

      "He's a paladin. Paladins kill dragons."
      "Now take back your sword, you have the power to cast it into the void."

      I order my katana to be cast back into the fabric of space and summon it again, and sure enough I'm holding it in my hand.
      The paladin doesn't seem too surprised, he's confident that he can take on all three of us at the same time.

      "Well done dragon. By asking your friends for assistance you have signed their death warrant."
      "Dragons are horrible creatures. How you are able to make friends is beyond me, all of you must die."

      I am angry. He is blinded by his beliefs, he has no idea what it means to be a dragon.
      He is committing genocide without understanding anything.

      "You are but a fool following a false god."
      "A man who only believes but does not try to understand is nothing."

      The paladin seems furious because I called his lord a false god.

      Even with the power of all 3 of us combined, we only seem to be on even terms.
      But it feels just like old times, like in my childhood dreams where I would fight together with Yuya Silver and Selene.
      We fight together so well, like a perfect choreography.
      Silver and I both use our swords and direct energy attacks, whereas Yuya uses her water magic.
      But somehow, it just isn't enough.

      Yuya is clearly struggling, and I am very worried for her. If something happens to her it will be my fault.

      "First I will kill your girl. I will kill her slowly. And I will make you watch."

      I can see fear in Yuya's eyes after hearing that.

      Suddenly, my mind is blank.
      I am calm. Perfectly calm.
      It is the calm you experience when your anger is so strong that somehow you drop back into a state of calm.

      "Stop."

      Silver and Yuya stop, not doubting my request for a second.
      I drop my katana to the ground and cancel all of my dragonic energy.

      "You fool. Are you sacrificing your self?"
      "There is but one fool here."

      I power back up, but not on dragonic energy.
      I use the same energy I use to summon my phoenix wings, a much more pure and divine power.
      My phoenix wings appear, but not on my hand this time.
      They appear on my back and they are huge and colorful.
      This power is so very different from the dragonic one.

      I look into the paladins eyes and take a step forward.
      For some reason I am right in front of him now, I have no idea how I managed to approach him so fast,
      and clearly neither does he.
      With my right hand I reach into the body of the paladin and grab onto his very soul and pull it out.
      It feels like an ability I can only use if I truly believe that a person deserves to die, if there is no doubt whatsoever in my mind.
      His body drops to the ground dead.

      I look into the eyes of the helpless soul I hold in my hand.

      "Wherever you may go, let it be known that if anyone in the whole of existence threatens my love again, I will hunt them down."
      "I don't care if they are paladin, I don't care if they are king or even if they are god. I will hunt them to beyond the planes of existence and I will crush them with my bare hands."

      I watch his soul burn away in purple flames as I crush it with my hand.
      My anger finally disappears.
      I can't believe how angry I just was.

      I hold out my hand to Silver and he shakes it.

      "Thank you."
      "So long."

      He turns around and vanishes.
      He has always been a man of few words and I have a feeling I will not see him again anytime soon.


      The rest of my memories of this dream are quite foggy.
      Why did I call Yuya "my love"?
      Was she really my lover, or did I love her as a friend I trust with my life?

      This was also remarkably scary for a lucid at first, but it turned out quite amazing.
    6. Help from my Dream Guide

      by
      Hyu
      , 03-29-2011 at 03:29 AM (Hyu's Adventures)
      non dream - lucid - non lucid

      I am in the countryside, walking up a path which leads to my house. (I have never seen this place)
      The path leads up to the top of a small mountain.
      The area isn't very populated, so I don't encounter many people on my way up.

      I finally reach a small street, my house is at the end of it.
      There's a few more houses, maybe 12 or so and a water fountain in the middle of the street.
      For some reason I am attracted to the fountain, it is very beautiful, but I don't really know why.
      As I approach it I start to question my surroundings and quickly realize that I am dreaming.


      I am happy to have become lucid, but the feeling quickly vanishes.
      In front of the fountain I find a dead wolf. He seems to have died because of a deep wound on his neck.
      I feel odd. Seeing the dead wolf makes me kind of sad.

      It starts to rain. Has it ever rained in my dreams? Does it rain because I am sad?
      The sky starts clearing up and it stops raining, rays of light start poking through the clouds.
      A small bird emerges from the light and lands on the fountain, looking at the wolf.

      I have seen this bird before! It is the same as in the Dr. Who dream!
      The bird looks at me for a few seconds.
      Then he switches his attention back to the wolf.
      He spreads his tiny wings and they start glowing in all kinds of colors.
      Some glitter emitted from his wings lands on the wolf.

      The wolf comes back to life and looks at the bird. They exchange a few thoughts, the wolf is thankful that the bird saved his life.
      He runs away. I am amazed by what I just witnessed, but I still feel somewhat weird, although in a positive way now.
      The bird takes off and lands on the hand of a girl.
      I recognize her, It's Faye!
      She looks different than last time though, but her aura is clearly the same.
      She has long brown hair now and shimmering green eyes.

      "What have you learned from this experience?"

      I remember that WakingNomad has asked me this question a few times.

      "He's a phoenix..."
      "Yes, he is, so what does this mean?"
      "I don't know... what does it mean? We are in my dream bubble aren't we?"

      Faye gives me an affirming nod.
      She acts very mysteriously. Yuya sometimes does that as well.
      I kind of like it though, I've always been a fan of mystery.
      She wants me to keep thinking, I'm supposed to come to a conclusion.

      "So this phoenix, he is part of my imagination?"
      "A projection of your subconscious the people on your forum would say."

      I think this is the first time a DC has made a direct reference to DV.
      Faye talks about how in my dream bubble, everything that I don't actively create is a projection of my subconscious.
      I already knew that, and she knew that I did, but she's trying to make a point.

      "So where does this idea of a phoenix come from?"
      "That is the question. Knowing the question is half of the answer."

      I really like the way she is speaking, it is so mysterious, yet it is very clear that she is leading me onto the right path.
      I look at my left arm and spread my own wings, which I use to navigate the dream plane.
      I remembered correctly, the wings on my left arm do look exactly the same way as the wings of the phoenix.

      "When I use these wings to teleport, that is actually a phoenix ability."

      I say this more as a realization than a question.
      And after saying it I know that I am right.
      I can use these wings to move through the fabric of space and easily navigate the dream plane by doing so.
      I can also heal other beings, but the ability is far too complex for me to do anything major.
      I could never revive someone, not even a very simple being, such as an insect.
      The sheer amount of energy this would require is beyond my imagination.
      I remember that I have used these abilities many years ago in my dreams.
      My vision is blurry, I assume the dream is about to end, I feel like I should thank her before it does.

      "Thank you, I have indeed learned many things from this experience."

      I say this quite awkwardly, I am a bit shy.
      Faye approaches me and whispers into my ear.

      "I am your dream guide you know, this is what I do, maybe you should ask me for help more often..."
    7. Dr Who and the mystery of the parrots.

      by
      Hyu
      , 02-21-2011 at 08:21 PM (Hyu's Adventures)
      non dream - lucid - non lucid

      I'm in my room, playing with my budgie who is out of his cage.
      (This is actually the guest room of my old house, but in the dream I believe it's where I currently live.)
      My budgie is sitting on my index finger when I notice there's another budgie in his cage.
      Weird... I take a closer look. My budgie takes off and joins the other one in the cage.
      I guess he found a friend
      ? (Felt like a reasonable explanation)

      I suddenly realize that I'm late for 'the party' and open the door to leave my room.
      It leads directly to some sort of party, in an absolutely huge place.
      It looks a bit like a casino, but with all the machines and tables removed.
      There are cocktail bars everywhere.
      Everyone is dressed very nicely. Men are wearing a costume or even smokings, and Women are wearing fancy cocktail dresses.
      I'm here because my company celebrates the release of a super successful game which I've worked on.

      (I don't work yet, still studying)

      A lot of people greet me, and I have no idea who they are.
      This makes me feel a bit uncomfortable, and I decide that I need a drink.
      I approach the center bar and order a brandy, because it's my drink of choice.
      (I don't usually drink strong stuff, and I've never had a brandy)
      It's strong, but tastes good, I get a warm fuzzy feeling all over my body.
      I turn around and look at the crowd. A little too many people for me to feel comfortable.
      I feel a bit out of place, but at the same time I know exactly how to act and I'm quite confident.

      I notice a women next to me at the bar. She's wearing an all red silky dress. She's hot, really hot!
      I take another sip from my drink and say hi.
      She recognizes me as the lead game designer for the game "Teraluna".
      Sounds about right?
      (I knew Teraluna meant something more, but I couldn't think clearly and ignored it)
      No wonder everyone knows who I am.
      She starts flirting with me which I enjoy. She's moving really fast, after a minute she's practically throwing herself at me.
      I'm pretty horny at that point and decide to leave the party with her for half an hour, nobody is going to notice.

      I leave through the same door I entered and I'm back in my room. There are a lot more parrots now, 7 maybe 8.
      The girl doesn't seem to find this surprising at all, so I assume the parrots appearing out of nowhere is a normal thing.
      I realize I don't know her name, and I feel a bit bad, but once she takes her dress off I have other thoughts on my mind.
      We have sex...

      ... I get dressed, she says she'll wait a few more minutes before rejoining the party. Makes sense.
      I leave my room and I'm in a corridor between my room and the party.
      (It wasn't there before but I don't notice)
      A man storms through the corridor and stops abruptly next to me, sliding a few more centimeters over the floor.
      I recognize him, he's the doctor
      (Matt Smith) wearing his usual outfit.

      "Parrots everywhere! Hi! I'm the doctor! You're wearing a bow-tie! Bow-ties are awesome!"

      I get the urge to ask him "Doctor who?" but I think it's stupid.
      But then he looks at me curiously. He's moving around me quickly, looking at me from different angles.

      "Aha! Everything makes sense! So it is you!"
      "Me?"
      "Yes!"

      Confusing as always huh?
      He takes out his sonic screwdriver, it's clearly broken and makes a pathetic noise.
      I'm starting to think at this point. The doctor? does he exist? Well, he's right there isn't he?

      "Yes, yes, you're getting there, think think think!"

      What? What is it he knows and I don't?
      He points at my head:


      "We're all in there"

      I finally get it... mostly. I realize that I'm dreaming, but I'm not 'fully lucid'.
      I understand that this is a dream, but I do not understand that the doctor is a fictional character, I believe he's really there, I believe that he's in my mind.
      He explains that something went horribly wrong with the Tardis, and they ended up in my dreams somehow.
      He opens a door, and sure enough, the Tardis is hidden behind it.
      The doctor explains that he broke his sonic screwdriver, and now he can't fix the Tardis and they're trapped.

      I suddenly get an idea.
      "Check this out!"
      He looks at me with a confused face.
      I reach into the left pocket in my jacket, searching for a sonic screwdriver, and sure enough, there it is.
      I take it out and hand it to the doctor.

      "You're a genius!"
      He runs into the Tardis and starts fiddling about with the screwdriver.
      I enter as well out of curiosity. I find it funny that the only thing I can think of is "it's bigger on the inside".
      He says that he's lucky to have ended up in the mind of a lucid dreamer.

      "It's working!"
      He says he has to leave immediately because Amy may be in trouble.
      My sense of adventure kicks in.

      "Can I tag along?"
      "God no! Don't you realize? That would be ONE HELL of a paradox! You'd be leaving your time... from within your mind, without your physical body!"
      "Right."

      I step out of the Tardis. As he closes the door behind me he says:

      "The mistery of the parrots. It still needs to be solved! Good luck!"
      The Tardis vanishes in it's usual fashion.

      I decide to go back into my room to check out what's up with the parrots.
      The girl from before is gone. I understand that she vanished because I forgot about her.
      However the room is full of all kinds of parrots. There are hundreds, in all kinds of colors.
      There are some types of parrots I'm sure don't exist in waking life.
      Oddly enough, I know what to do. I scan the auras of the parrots, and I immediately sense one that is far stronger than anyone else's.
      And not just by a bit, it's stronger a thousandfold at least.

      I search for the parrot in question and end up finding it in front of the window.
      It's absolutely tiny, maybe half the size of a budgie, with blue feathers.

      "Hello little bird."
      He looks at me for a bit, then back at the window. He spreads his wings and the feathers on his body start changing colors.
      It's beautiful! He glows in all colors at the same time, I've seen this pattern before!
      It's the same one I have on the wings on my arm when I teleport.
      I summon my own wings, and feel how the bird starts moving through the fabric of space.
      I follow him...


      (Pretty sure I shortly lost consciousness here)

      ... I'm flying though the skies, following this little blue bird as it travels the world.
      My mind is blank. I do not think, I just follow.
      After some time the bird lands in a sand desert. There's nothing else there, the place is dead.
      I land next to the bird. He looks at me for some time, then he starts walking towards the sun.
      With every step that he takes, plants grow out of the sand exactly where he just stood.
      Grass and beautiful flowers grow right out of the desert.
      I think that "he creates life", I conclude that he must be a phoenix.

      I follow him for a bit, by now he has not only created grass and flowers but also small rivers.
      So small, yet so powerful, what an interesting and wonderful being...