Winter Pines
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, 10-18-2016 at 12:10 AM (417 Views)
I head out of the back of the ship and fly into the next area which transitions into a wooded area. I reflect on the fact that I'm flying, and realize that I'm inside of a dream. I continue into the wooded area and take in the snowy scene. It is the dead of night, and the moon is broviding a bit of light into the woods. I continue to fly by the pines which are completely bare of any leaves in the middle of winter. I think about how this area is a persistent realm of sorts as it appears to be connected to a portion of M Street. I feel really at peace simply flying and don't initiate any dreams goals. I wonder how long I'll be able to simply explore the forest. The dream rapidly fades and I wake.