Cinder's Dreams Gallery

In my dream, I was with my parents, I think. At some point, I checked my hands, and realized that I was dreaming. I looked at my hand to stabilize my dream, and I remembered my lucid goal to go through a mirror and meet up with the voice that called me for help. I climbed through my bathroom mirror and found myself inside what appears to be the ground floor of a lighthouse. I walked out to a city by the ocean, and I rubbed my hands together and felt the breeze on my skin, but I still ended up waking up.