ExothermReacton

The swordsman
I was lucky that one of my most common dream signs returned: Standing in the middle of my room. Yeah, something simple as that is a dream sign. As always I go on top of the roof through the window and look outside. Hmmm, it is a bit misty and there is a gravel way next to my house instead of the street I had been used to. Seems like somebody built it that way while I was away from my dream home for so long. I look down on the ground and think "Ok dream, don't trait me, right?"
Jumping from a building had resulted in death in one of my LDs once and I was not eager to interrupt it like that. Well, crying doesn't help so I take the leap, decelerate my fall a bit and softly land on the gravel way like a ninja. A memory came to my mind. There is a sword fighter around in this city who is causing trouble my challenging people all the time. If I want to stop that I need to win the fight against him so I can demand him to leave.

In the meanwhile I reached an actual road. Orange leaves are dropping from the trees and create a myterious atmosphere together with the mist. I just feel that he is close, he has to be!
"Hey, I challenge you, sword fighter! Show yourself!"
Of course he would accept any challenge. He walks along a near crossing path and slowly turns to me. His figure is still a bit ghost like and slightly changing but a few seconds later he was absolutely solid and his appearance was stable. He just stood there, looking at me. I couldn't tell his expression as the heavy brown-gray armor was completely hiding his face like the rest of his body.
Nobody could deny that this huge guy in the heavy sinister-looking armor with his sword as tall as him self and super spiky was impressive if no scary.

I needed a sword of course and wished for my dream blade. Suddenly I could feel it in my right hand and took a look at it. The blade was not so fancy but sharp and fairly long. The holding part was golden and had some cool patterns on it. The shape itself was fairly nice as well.
Now we charged at each other and crossed the blades. His defense was impressive but I wasn't bad as well. Nobody could land a hit as our blades collided again and again. After some time I decided to take a little distance to analyse the situation. The sword fighter remained silent and has the same expression as always....none.
I charge at him again and this time I am able to hit his sword in a critical angle and it he is pushed back. While he is tumbling backwards I swing two fast strikes and to me surprise his armor is breaking at at a small spot.
He has his guards completely down now. I charge into him, trying to pierce through his armor completely. It got a bit weird at this point. Everything went slow motion and the moment of piercing the sword through him felt eternally long. The dream started to fade and all I could see was the sword fighter kneeling and looking up to me with some kind of "Not bad" touch to it.
I guess, he understood what he has to do now. He will either live here in peace or leave this town to fight somewhere else. To be honest, I would love to have this guy on my side on my upcoming adventures. Well, can't be too hard to find a guy like him.


So these are the Wide Lands
What a strange story I was in. It started in the world of gods although it looked more like a huge business office. I walked around in a fast pace knowing that a specific god asked me to bring something to him. While walking around I chat with a colleague I met on the way. We mostl talk about the artifarcts we pass by. Most of them are some stone constructions praising the great deeds of certain gods. Pretty egocentric, those people.
Finally there is another god I can ask for the way. Too bad that he doesn't care too much for my problem and suggests that I should go to the arena to see the gods holding speechess and having fun at the party instead.

At this point I was pretty much dumbfounded. What now? Slowly but surely this pause allowed me to see through all this non-sense. While staring at the distant arena through the huge office window I realize that this situation is one of the most unrealistic I have ever been in. I look at my hand just to be sure. Its appareance is everything but not normal. The length of the fingers is not right and I counted like seven.
Next big question: How to get out of here? Luck was with me again. A simple wooden door led me to the "normal" dream world. What a beautiful area of the city I had found! But my journey in the Wide Lands awaited me! I tried to teleport there by closing my eyes and imagining the place. When I opened my eyes I teleported but to the wrong place. I was in a different part of the city with much more trees and plants than the other one.
Well, that was very close to the green hills and wide fields I imagined.

.........Wooops, I slipped out of the dream. I just get back to it in a few mins.

Same situation: I just passed the wooden door. This time I try it a bit differently. I imagine the place and instead of opening my eyes I just accept my imagination as the reality. My eyes are already open, you could say. The dream was not too long after that but I found a nice little accumulation of trees. This will get us at least one step on the journey....