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    1. July 12, 2013 (L) Value: 1 | Attempted Wolf TF

      by , 05-01-2017 at 05:59 PM (Fantastical Adventures)
      The first thing I remember is getting into cold water and then changing into dry clothes lego-city-style(I pressed ZL). [Next Scene: Lucid] I was in what appeared to be my garage, but I was able to see both doors. I flicked the open close switch several times, trying to open the doors. Then I remembered that they would not open unless I expected them to. So then I took 3 seconds to convince myself that the left garage door would open when I flicked the switch. When I flicked it, both doors opened conveniently. (Note: This is where I made the mistake of not remembering to stabilize the dream, even though everything already looked solid and complete when I looked around.) I walked outside, and I found a blue car with the hood up with a bunch of random tools/objects, bench with random stuff, trees all around, and a glove in some webs. Since I wanted to use the glove for something, I said, “I need some supplies,” and got a random object from the car instead of just pulling the glove out of the webs like I would in real life. So, I suddenly decided that I never required the glove in the first place.

      Next, I wanted to shapeshift, but I thought that getting ‘super powers’ would assist in it. I said, “Can I have sup—okay, I wish I had super powers.” It did help quite a bit, I said slowly, “I wish I was a wolf.” (<-- I had been planning this since I was in the garage) I slowly morphed into a wolf. It didn’t complete so I will try again more slowly next time. Next, Dad came over and showed me a sculpture that induced fake memories. I said, “I wish I had a tail,” and suddenly, without warning, in no time flat, without me expecting it,
      the scene flips into a non-lucid dream where a crazy guy is transforming life forces (depicted by a 1-inch star) into alien bodies. The third time the guy attempted it, the classic cartoon fail happened—the star bounced on the metal floor and went into a slightly bigger alien body than what it was intended to go into. Then the guy said something, put an octagonal shape high on a tree, and I woke up.
      Apparent Lucid Trigger: Garage
      Time: 2-3 minutes
      Categories
      lucid
    2. 1/24/17 (L)x2 | Rotating House, Ponies

      by , 01-24-2017 at 05:27 PM (Fantastical Adventures)
      -1-I became lucid for no apparent reason. I did part of the standard procedure while trying to turn my right hand into a cartoony hoof. Then, I became Twilight Sparkle, and ‘galloped’ west. (still felt human tho. I hate that) I saw a pony very similar to me, (clone?) so I ran back east while carrying someone on my back. (I may have been carrying myself) After I returned to the spot where I started running west, I found Rainbow Dash standing around with nothing to do.

      The whole area was grassy and sunny, with rows of trees surrounding modern rural homes. I had passed one while I was running earlier.

      Lucid Time: 45-60 seconds
      -2-I climbed on a cliff, grabbed toxic vines, and ran up a road with some friends.
      -3-In this dream, I was navigating a house/building that constantly rotated around a horizontal axis. It was like the stage “Revolution” in Super Monkey Ball 2.

      Updated 05-01-2017 at 12:25 AM by 67050

      Categories
      lucid
    3. [18-04-2016]

      by , 04-18-2016 at 09:08 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      First fragment

      I was working on a map for Heroes of Might and Magic III, placing objects on adventure map and then testing it out.

      Second fragment

      Some blurred nightmare moments caused by a creepy, strange noise I heard when I was in toilet, before going to my bed (certainly not a false awakening).

      LD - shapeshifting + ToTM Advanced Task I

      Cloudy morning in a city, it was raining. I was walking on a sidewalk with my younger sister, there was a construction site nearby. I stopped, turned round to her and said "It's a dream, you can unfurl your fins like a bird and fly away!" (common joke in my family is that my younger sister is a fish woman...) She flied up in the sky. I decided to fly into construction site, and then recalled ToTM Advanced task I - draining a colour out of an object. There was a fence with brown painted metal railings. I thought about draining the colour then touched it with my index finger, watching as the colour flows into it. From brown it turned into a pale railing. Looking at my finger I saw that it didn't changed it's colour. I wonder where it have gone, so I pointed at the ground far away from me and then to another point, and a brown line appeared, then vanished after a while.

      After completing the ToTM task I recalled my current lucid goal - shapeshifting. I thought "I'll need a mirror." and one just popped up on top of a steel beam close to me. Using my shapeshifting technique (looking at the mirror, turning back thinking into what I'll change, looking back at the mirror) I managed to change only my clothes. Only once I changed into some kind of a soldier wearing a white robotic armor with a white helmet that had a black, rectangular visor. The visor was cut in the corners. I was holding an assault rifle in my hands. I made a nose plug RT, it was succesfull.

      I realized that to have more control over changing I must have a mirror placed that I won't see it while turning back (I still could see that one with a corner of my eye). I thought "More mirrors." and two more popped up in different places - one on the bottom of a beam and another on it's side. I've chosen the one on the side and continued to change. First I turned into a policeman, then I decided to turn into a female (somehow it's a bit hard to stabilise dream when doing this, so I wanted to train it a bit). First I turned into an ugly police woman - I had somehow distorted face with elongated chin and small eyes. Then I changed into a better looking one. Turning back from the mirror, I was able to only make one step back from the mirror as everything turned black. I managed to hold on in the dream and appeared back on the sidewalk close to construction site.

      Spoiler for Sex time:


      I woke up.

      Second dream

      With a bunch of other random DC's I was closed in Auschwitz, a Nazi German death camp. We were in a bit more favorable situation, as we were designated for medical courses instead of death chambers or really hard work. We were thinking how we could escape from there, having a plan to destroy their energy lines and go out. A nazi general appeared and to tell us about rules here and then went away. Suddenly forces of Allies started to drop bombs on the camp. I decided to run for it and jumped out of the camp through a bombed fence. Soldiers shot to me, I got hit a few times but I was still going on, jumping down the trenches and escaping. I found a rifle, so I could shoot to soldiers and run away.
    4. [14-04-2016]

      by , 04-14-2016 at 09:58 PM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      From all the fragments that I received during the night, I remember only one (probably an effect of tiredness).

      I was in my house, going out of a room. I had female legs and I was wearing a pantyhose and a black skirt on my legs. I wanted to see myself in a mirror. Instead I went to my room and thought "Wait, it's a dream!" I thought what I should do, and went to toy a bit with a mirror. I shapeshifted. First I looked like my brothers pal, then I changed into a man with unusual forehead, tiny eyes set on sides and baldness in YHA middle of the head. Then I thought about turning into a woman. I used the mirror to change, from ugly or plain females into some beautiful ones. Lucid dream wasn't really stable, so everything went black after a while and I woke up.

      From all the shape changes I gave most attention to that strange man and to a redhead female that I turned into.
      Categories
      lucid
    5. [03-03-2016]

      by , 03-03-2016 at 06:26 PM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      Fragment

      I was in my backyard. Father took our cat out of garage and told me to drive somewhere with him. I was the driver.

      MILD - shapeshifting, bonus TotM

      I was in a forest with some DC's and my dog. It was dark and cold winter night. We were escaping from some kind of danger. We ran until we got closer to a mansion of some kind. It reminded me my neighbors house. We climbed up a huge rock just in time. A group of rotting undead attacked us. I knew that owner of the mansion set them free to kill us and take my dog. There was only one way of escape - electricity lines just above the rock. I slid down on the cable to courtyard, and ran the hell out of there. I realised that I'm in my home town, close to neighbors house. I looked back and saw my dog playing with wolves.

      I decided to run away along the street. I thought that I should run quicker. I realised that it's a dream. Everything became more detailed and vivid. Time has changed, it was no longer a cold and dark winter night, but rather a bright and warm summer day. I ran into a huge farm complex that had enormous wheat fields, mechanics workshops, garages with tractors and combine harvesters and huge warehouses. There were many DCs walking around I though about a girl from my class, and she appeared nearby. I told her that it's a dream, and rushed inside one of the combines - a big, red combine harvester. She did the same. We drove around the complex smashing everything on our way, all while I was telling about possibilities that lucid dreams give. I drove into a dead end, where I couldn't drive back nor any further. I left the machine and ran back to garages and fields. I though about bike, and found one nearby. It had modifications that allowed using it at fields. I tried riding it, but I couldn't hold my balance. I left it and ran back to combine harvesters, but before I took another one, I recalled a bonus ToTM. I moved my left hand back, thinking about creating fire. Suddenly I felt a strong pain going quickly from fingers up my hand. Everything went black, I still felt the pain, but I could move my body. I moved back my right hand and though about creating ice. I felt really strong frostbite coming from fingers up my hand. I managed to stay lucid (spoiler).

      Spoiler for Shapeshifting:
    6. Senses Initiated Lucid Dream (SSILD) Second attempt + LD

      by , 02-05-2016 at 05:00 PM
      I've tried the SSILD again the past night. I had a LD but what happened it was a very strange and new experience to me: during an usual dream I found myself in a bathroom of an old building, like a school or a hospital.
      At some point while looking at the mirror (that was steamy) I became lucid (I don't remember if something in particular triggered it or if it just happened) but then I became aware of my body in the real world.
      I'm not sure if I was aware of it for the whole time and the dream itself was some prolonged HH like the night before, or if I became aware of it just after gaining lucidity (it's hard to explain or even realise it), but at that point I was in my bed, with my eyelids still closed and the dream I was having it was similar to a projection on my closed eyelids. It also became an old black and white movie, similar the ones of the world wars.

      This is something new to me, I was living only the visual experience of the dream in a very clear and detailed way, like watching a movie (but not with my mind's eye as when day dreaming), while becoming aware of my physical body. Also, the black and white thing is new, I've always dreamt in colours, I don't know if it was some way with which my mind tried to make sense of the fact that I was "watching a dream" with closed eyes.

      Furthermore when I woke up in the middle of the night, after one of the dreams, I also had auditory hallucinations, like if someone was speaking to me (I've done a RC just to make sure that it wasn't just a FA), sadly I don't remember what the voices were saying.

      During the rest of the night I had some other of dreams (not lucid), but in one in particular there was something new that I think I've never done in the past: I shape-shifted myself into a bird as a disguise and to fly away from someone that was following me with the intention to hurt me.
    7. Shapeshifters

      by , 02-21-2015 at 11:52 PM
      My brother is lying in fetal position on the ground, out in the woods, blood on his hands up to his elbows, just now returned to human form and very out of it. There's a girl with him. In the previous scene they'd been on a date in a restaurant, and she'd already known he wasn't human, and that he was violent - she'd gotten some kind of thrill out of it. But now that she's actually seeing the reality of it for herself, she's yelling at him, and being horrified by the blood on her own hands where she'd touched him. I'm watching from a distance, and I'd intended to give them privacy, but now that I've seen her reaction I'm disgusted by her - and disgusted by his behavior too, but that's not unusual. I allow her to see me and I go to get my brother on his feet.

      Another time. I'm standing next to that same girl, making sure she doesn't do anything to interfere. We're watching a friend of hers go through a sort of rite of passage. She's standing in the woods, holding a sickle. Some variety of large wild cat walks out of the woods. The girl is supposed to kill that cat, but she doesn't move - she can't do it. The cat kills her instead. The cat then returns to her human form; her animal form was supposed to be passed down through her death.

      Another time. A mistake's been made and we're going to need to allow one of our people to go to prison. An older man is offering to take the fall for her - he's been in prison before and he thinks it would be better this way. The youngest of us says there has to be some way to avoid this - none of us can leave this territory anyway, so a prison seems pointless to her.
    8. A white horse and rider

      by , 12-05-2014 at 07:08 PM
      There's a man, some kind of ruler, lying in his sickbed, potentially his deathbed. He's speaking to two servants to either side of his bed. Circumstances are forcing him to return to a place he'd once tried to conquer many years ago, but had been forced to turn away from at the last minute. His servants think returning now will be a disaster, given his health. But he's inspired. He says that when he first marched on that place, he'd felt he was approaching the height of his power. As though if he'd reached that place, he also would have reached his dream of creating something that would change the world. I want to use the word 'technology' here, but that gives the impression of some new gadget - what the ruler is after is something as revolutionary as the invention of writing. His statement makes one of the servants focus on the symbol the ruler is wearing around his neck. It's a gold star with 14 rays, arranged much like a jack, the toy, or like a three-dimensional version of a compass rose. I, disembodied, think of alchemy.

      There's a white horse and rider walking through a hall of the palace. An extremely agitated servant is trying to get them to leave, but the horse and rider brush him off. They walk through a pair of wooden double doors, into a room where the ruler who'd been in his sickbed is now up and in military uniform, going over maps. The setting looks significantly more modern than I'd thought in the previous scene, maybe as late as the 1800s.

      The ruler reacts about as you'd expect when a stranger on a horse walks into your room. The rider asks, "Don't you recognize me?" And his face changes - now he's identical to the ruler. "Though when we last spoke, it was more..." And his face changes again, growing younger. Very little changes, really - skin's a bit tighter about the jawline, mostly. The rider reaches up to feel that jawline, and compliments the ruler on how well he's aged. Perhaps that's the result of easy living. This is sarcasm - an accusation. The rider says "we" expected greatness from the ruler - but what has he done with their gift in all this time?

      The rider says, "We convene in the morning. I expect you there." And he leaves.

      Updated 12-05-2014 at 07:11 PM by 64691

      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. La'ulb, clipped wings, avoiding huli jing

      by , 11-22-2014 at 07:14 PM
      A young woman's confronting this guy, a friend of hers, though she's annoyed at him at the moment. He's arranged things so as to create this sort of antichrist kid - it doesn't really have anything to do with her, but she's angry about it anyway, and is feeling tricked and betrayed by him in general. She asks him if he's Lucifer, expecting the answer to be yes.

      "Nope. One of the major demons." He says it casually, he's smiling easily through this whole conversation. He's doing some kind of work in a manhole, and she's standing up on the surface with her arms crossed.

      "What did you (word that means both infect and possess) my boyfriend with?"

      "La'ulb. But it's clean, and I can take it off."


      There's this young musician trying to get permission to leave a royal court - he wants to travel to a different country. He has to make a plea before the king, and he's deliberately trying to emulate the speech of an older man, a traveler passing through, who'd impressed him - as a disembodied observer, I'm amused, but I think it's a bad idea; it'll just make him sound artificial. He makes a comparison to a young bird having its wings clipped.

      (Woke up. Back to sleep.)

      After a short scene in which I'm reminded that cheating on a god out of boredom is not the best of ideas, followed by a shapeshifting fox turning up at my IRL door, I've wound up in a bit of trouble.

      I'm now heading for the rear exit of a theatre, trying to avoid being seen by the group of women - not humans - who are coming up behind me; but through the glass door, I can see a pair of fox demons approaching - a pair of women all in white, dripping in silver jewelry. After hesitating, I decide I'd rather take my chances with the fox demons. There's a crowd of people, mostly girls who work here, coming in through that door, but I don't feel very optimistic about my chances of getting lost in the crowd - until one of the girls quickly slips off the blue robe she'd been wearing over her clothes and wraps it around me, and someone else puts an arm around my shoulders, pushing my head down so my face can't be easily seen.

      He pulls me over to a side hallway and gives instructions to one of the showgirls to fetch the change of clothing he'd arranged for with her earlier. I know him - he's vaguely sinister but not in a way that I consider a threat to me personally, and I generally admire his skill at getting things done. It's a bit like having Hannibal Lecter on your side.

      Updated 11-22-2014 at 08:31 PM by 64691

      Categories
      non-lucid
    10. Somewhere else in late september 2012

      by , 07-09-2014 at 03:33 AM (Fantastical Adventures)
      1. Sort of a type of block arena where I punched miis and threw them over a wall.
      2. Narnia-ish. I can only remember the first visit, which involved leaving to use the bathroom.
      3. Nearly submerged into the dream world completely. Goldeneye 007 Wii Map: Docks. I picked up some black weights along with a cat. Moments later, I picked up an MP7, which was somehow connected to the disappearance of the dinner table.
      4. Briefly shapeshifted into a humantaur at a private pool.

      5. A friend was dropping me and a few others off at house "1c".
      6. I was is this expansive cave that was turned into a house. Then, I teleported myself to yellowstone.
      7. Looked west toward the olympic mountains. Considerably dark and cloudy.
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    11. From Wolves to Bunnies

      by , 07-05-2014 at 03:56 PM (Death's Other Kingdom)
      07.04.2014
      Quite the Wolf Problem (DILD)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I am taking a stroll down the road late at night. As I pass the cemetary, I encounter a girl around fourteen years old who warns me that she's out hunting werewolves with her grandfather. She is clutching a vicious looking shotgun in a manner that suggests she's well accustomed to using it. While I'm talking to her, we hear a ruckus nearby. A werewolf is attacking her grandfather!

      Suddenly lucid, I remember that I, too, am a werewolf. Fortunately I happen to possess much greater self control than this brute, who is out of his wits with the change. I morph into my werewolf form and leap onto the other wolf, tearing at his throat with my teeth. I can see how it could be tempting to go on a murderous rampage while in wolf form--- letting out my inner beast feels amazing! Still, I hope that the girl realizes that I'm helping, that I'm protecting her from this other wolf. I'm not too keen on being shot.

      Suddenly, I'm pulled from the dream into sleep paralysis as I feel someone shaking me awake. It seems to be my mother; I hear her voice telling me to wake up. I try to explain that I'm in sleep paralyis, but it just comes out as a mumble. I try to roll over, but cannot move. My mom continues to shake me, telling me to wake up.

      By this point I'm a bit irritated. I manage to get control of my foot and shake it back and forth enough to
      jar me awake. (This has proved the ONLY way I can force myself out of SP. I don't know why I'm able to move my foot; it's literally the only real part of my body I'm ever able to move.) Once awake, I realize that my mom isn't even here. I'm house sitting for her while she's in Florida.

      07.04.2014
      George and the Rabbit (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      I seem to be a well-known scholar, and I'm staying in George Takei's house for my current research, as he lives in a convenient location.

      I step out the front door to begin my day. Beside the step is a white rabbit wearing glasses. Insteac of fur, the rabbit has wool like a sheep. It seems happy to let me pet it, closing its eyes in content.

      George Takei is doing dishes behind me. I try to get his attention to show him the rabbit, but he does not want to be disturbed.

      07.04.2014
      The Tornado Approaches (Non-lucid)

      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      We are out in the open country by a little house. My grandmother, who suffers from alzheimer's, wishes to drive to the store. We are desperately trying to talk her out of it, but she will not listen.

      As we're arguing, the sky goes dark. A storm is nearby. I can hear the sounds of a tornado quickly approaching from behind me. Not even looking back, I lead everyone to a manhole by the house that appears to lead to the sewer. Not a proper storm shelter, but it should serve the purpose all the same. We hurry down the ladder before the tornado can reach us.
    12. Disappearing Tetrahedron

      by , 05-18-2014 at 08:49 AM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      Crossing some train tracks with my friend. He wants to wait for the bridge to come our way. A moving bridge slides along the length of the platform and spins in circles as it moves. I don't want to wait, so I climb down, cross the tracks, and climb back up the other side. He stopped in the middle of the tracks, and waves me to come back down there.

      There's no trains, so I go back, and stand with a group of people in the middle, awaiting travel information. My teacher has already left for England, and a couple people are calling out names and travel information - dates and times, together with transfers. Uninterested, I walk over to my house. Ryan is inside, and very upset. He tells me he was followed in depth by people every time he used tobacco, that it made him easier to track. Nevertheless, he tells me he has managed to collect all the Lamrim teachings. They were almost lost to him. I have a complete collection of all three sets of teachings, hidden in socks for safe keeping, and offer these to him. He doesn't appreciate their value.

      Both of us then turn into phenomena sources, and begin to slowly disappear into emptiness. He comments on how I didn't share my food earlier, but now I must give it all away anyways, and can't even eat the bags the food came in. I somehow eat the food surrounding my tetrahedron to reduce the clutter, but stop at the large pile of almonds. There are just too many to eat.

      I begin to feel a little fear about slowly disappearing, and little details of my phenomena source vanish bit by bit. It seems like a good idea to just go for it, so I commit to seeing this dissolution through to its completion, irregardless of any fear.
    13. Resurrecting a killer, and a basic TOTM question left unanswered

      by , 02-07-2014 at 12:05 AM
      I'm aware T. is going to rob my home and kill me tonight, as if I'd seen the future. I took some steps in preparation for that, but I believed that what is going to happen can't be averted. However, it turns out I'd misinterpreted something: while T. really was robbing the place, the killer turns out to be someone else, a stranger who broke in with a knife. T. and some other people who live here help fight him off. We get to the scene I knew was coming, when the knife's supposed to cut deeply into my shoulder and stop just above my heart, and I wonder if I'll be able to feel pain in a dream. I decide to have the scene go a different way instead, I close my eyes and imagine that T. and the others hold him back enough that the knife turns aside. When I open my eyes again, the stranger is on the floor, dead.

      I decide to perform "Deedlit's healing spell."
      (It's been years since I watched Lodoss - did Deedlit even have a healing spell? - I think this was mostly some generic mental association between elves and healing.) I say something I no longer remember, a phrase in English something like a prayer, and there's a warm gold glowing light around my hands, which I hold over the dead man until he revives, though he remains quietly on the floor. I then repeat the spell with the others in the room, although they don't seem to have any wounds, and they're surprised but appreciate it. I leave the room and go to heal my IRL sister L., who in the dream lives next door, waking her up in the process. I then go down the hall to find T. again and heal him too.

      Me and T. talk for a while, and as he talks his appearance changes. He walks into the kitchen briefly and when he comes back, he's become a different person entirely, and he's joined by another man. They both claim to know me and to have been looking for me for a long time, although they call me by two different names. The one who wasn't T. speaks with a heavy Scottish accent and calls me Jack. As I'm speaking to them, I remember that
      while I'm lucid, I had some things I wanted to get done, and I try to remember what those were. I decide it was the Task of the Month. (Apparently reading the TOTM thread last night was enough to overrule my personal lucid goals.) I remember that the Task was to ask a DC who your true love or soulmate is, so I ask these guys, who's my true love? They both go silent and look extremely uncomfortable, like that's a question I shouldn't ask. I tell them any answer is fine, it's just a task, and I try phrasing it with 'soulmate' instead, but that doesn't get a better response. I feel like their belief that they knew me a long time ago is affecting this, that it's part of what makes this a question they don't want to answer, so I decide to go outside and find someone else to ask.

      Outside my IRL home, I'm appreciating how vivid it is. There's a chill in the air, a nicely realistic touch, and there's no snow on the ground, which is a great change. I walk off the driveway and onto the main road, and for some reason I feel like that's an important dividing line, particularly when lucid. My attention is caught by a squirrel across the road standing on its front legs, craning its neck to look up at the sky; and then by the body of a dead deer at the 3-way crossroads. I believe
      (incorrectly) that this dead deer is always here at the crossroads when I dream, and I think about going over to talk to it, but on second thought the idea makes me a little uncomfortable - I think it'll follow me home. Better not. There's a rock just beside my driveway with some words carved into it, and I start to go over to read it, but a car drives by. I stop it and walk over to the driver, ask her who my true love is. Again, she goes silent and gives me the impression that this is a question I shouldn't ask. I decide to go for a ride, and I climb into the car through the window.

      Inside the car, the woman I spoke to isn't the driver at all, she's a passenger. There's six women in the car, all of them working in the fashion industry or as models, and with the exception of the woman I'd spoken to and the driver, the rest of them resent someone who's not part of the industry hitching a ride. No one except the driver knows where they're going - it's a surprise. The driver's name is Audrey, she's someone big in the fashion industry, wearing large dark sunglasses. I ask Audrey who my true love is, and as an answer, she produces a piece of lined paper with something written on it, crumples it up, and throws it out the window. She's not throwing it away - she means for me to reach out my window and catch it. I'm too slow, I just miss it. But I decide - no, I didn't miss it. I caught it. I announce out loud, "Got it!" I 'remember' the feel of catching it, and then I draw my hand back inside the car. No good, my hand's empty. The women in the car look at me oddly for claiming to have caught the paper when I hadn't. I try the hand-behind-the-back summoning trick, but still nothing.

      Since I keep failing to get an answer to this question, I decide I'll switch to a different Task of the Month. For some reason I believe that the other basic task is to kiss a DC. I stop to think about that for a minute, since I'm sure that can't be right, that's too basic, but then I decide it's meant as something simple to stick with a Valentine's Day theme.
      (Was I mixing it up with the kiss-a-zombie one? I had just raised someone from the dead, shame I didn't follow up on that. ) Although I'm not sure how I got here, I'm now following Audrey into an elevator with one of the other women from the car. I ask Audrey if I can kiss her, and she says sure. I can't remember what happened after that, but next thing I remember we're leaving the elevator and I'm thinking that didn't work. We're now standing in a large room with a mirror and a couch, and I ask the other woman, a slightly chubby, very beautiful blonde, if I can kiss her. She says okay. We're standing in front of the mirror, and I'm surprised to see the mirror's actually reflecting her and the room we're in (though not me, as usual), and her reflection looks exactly like her, although it's watching us instead of mirroring her actions. I lean in to kiss her and close my eyes, but perhaps because I was distracted by the mirror, I find I've wound up kissing her reflection instead, through the glass. I move us away from the mirror, focus on the feeling of her shoulder under my hand, and try again. I'm too focused on comparing this to real life and trying to improve the realism to enjoy it much - the feeling of her lips themselves is accurate, but that's about it. I'm thinking that this sort of thing really doesn't translate to dreams well, and I should focus on doing things that aren't possible IRL. So I remember the 'other' (actual) task of the month: I step back and ask her if she knows who my true love is. Again, she seems uncomfortable with the question and doesn't answer. Then I think that asking someone you've just kissed to tell you about your true love may be a little tactless.

      There's a cat by the mirror now, yowling. Two people who work here rush over to it to try to get it to be quiet. On the other side of the room, there's a whole row of mirrors and a hairdresser standing in front of them, talking about originality or lack thereof in fashion shows. I lose lucidity and follow him, listening to him for a few moments before I wake up.
    14. Zachary, Williams, and Tin Man

      by , 01-30-2014 at 10:48 PM
      An old man and a young man have just gone through a portal to another world, chasing someone who's stolen something. The old man asks around after him, but the description he gives, which would have been very unique in the world they're coming from, is almost useless in this one: they're looking for a man about 6 feet tall, dressed "like a warrior." The majority of the men they're talking to here are wearing armor, so that's not very helpful. Bit of a memory gap then, something involving a woman they know and the young man getting into trouble.

      The young man's in jail, where another man from another world - not the one they were looking for - is being kept separate, a big blond Viking-looking guy in a large cell full of straw, who seems a little lost and confused. He's being questioned by the jailer, who's talking about that woman who came up earlier; she has a very long series of names, ending with Williams. She's married to someone very respectable, and she's denied that she knows the man in the cell. The jailer is telling him this to try to get him to admit that his story about knowing her was a lie and confess what's really going on, but the man in the cell is completely bewildered. The young man, on the other hand, is aware that there are three versions of Williams, the one that belongs to this world, the one from his, and the one that loves this man in the cell.

      Williams arrives in the jail then - the young man believes she's the version from his world. She refers to the young man as Zachary, and she's carrying a fox - when I look at the fox, I'm aware that Zachary is a shapeshifter, and there's some connection to this particular fox. Williams goes to the man in the cell and she calls him "Tin Man," which is a sort of code name, and she's using it to reassure him of who she is and that she really knows him. Zachary believes that the Williams from his world has been posing as the version from this other guy's world in order to get some information out of him. She has him let out of the cell, and when he goes to her, their eyes - the fox's as well - start glowing green, and I have the feeling this means they're about to move between worlds. She looks to Zachary and says something apologetic, and he suddenly realizes that this is both his Williams and the one this guy loves, and that the fox is him - he's looking at their future.

      (Woke up. Back to sleep.)

      Just fragments for the rest of the day:

      An intelligent species of birds that are dying out after losing all their females to some disaster, giving some other species advice in the hopes of avoiding that same disaster.

      Walking down a street, four dancers appear in front of us, concealing an assassin among them.

      Something to do with prison and hooded figures "finding their own way."

      Describing the story of the King in Yellow to someone.
    15. Dream of a dream, and a deal with a troll

      by , 01-29-2014 at 11:12 PM
      I'm trying to catch a bus, but the station I've found turns out to be the wrong place - it's a place for repairs only. I sit around the station anyway. There's a guy who I initially thought worked there, turns out to be just another person waiting like me, who tells a story about a dead body that was left unburied. There's a girl listening to the story who slips and falls, hurts herself, and I pick her up and carry her somewhere. She works for my family, who owns most of this town, and she's worried that slipping like that might get her fired - her job involves athletic skill. She's not wrong.

      (Woke up. Back to sleep.)

      After an IRL-based scene and a memory gap, I'm lying in a bed, watching a dream image form; I have an impression of gold and light and a woman's face, but it's blurred and I'm thinking that I can influence it too easily, I decide I'm not asleep enough for this, it's more imagination than dream. I decide to just let myself wake up instead, and let the image disappear, so there's no visuals. I open my eyes. I'm in a dorm, I'm a high school kid at either a boarding school or a very fancy camp or something, rooming with two other guys, and we go out to the lake and have some competition that winds up accidentally involving other people and getting us in trouble. I fall on top of the rotting body of a snake in the water, and a bit of it gets stuck under one of my fingernails. The teacher or counselor or whoever it is that tells us off for causing trouble mostly just seems amused by us; he refers to us as Vision house, and says it's all valuable experience.

      (Woke up. Back to sleep.)

      I'm traveling with two other people, looking for something or someone, and right now I'm making a deal with an old woman I associate with trolls, to allow us to pass. She's sitting on a rock in some canyon, dry earth without any plants, and there's a cloud of dust over some footprints that appear and disappear as if there were invisible people moving around just in front of her. I associate those footprints with whoever/whatever we're looking for, it's why I'm talking to the troll-woman. She agrees to a deal: three for three. She'll allow the three of us to pass if we can win three fights against her people.

      The scene changes: we're at an indoor pool, facing the first of her people. Although the two guys I was traveling with are still here, they're standing aside; I have the impression they'll stop the guy we have to beat if he moves towards them, but otherwise, I'm the one handling this. I'm in the water, and I become aware that I have a long fin on my back like a lancetfish, that there's something off, fish-like, about my hands and skin and eyes as well. The guy and I both follow the same pattern of engaging only to immediately back off, until eventually I get him into the water and hold him under. Once this is done, I look at him and think that he looked malnourished. I recognize him as someone who'd been on death row 'before we all came here.'

      Updated 01-29-2014 at 11:15 PM by 64691

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