Usually, i know when the dream is fading and the end is comming, its easy to detect...but something happened the other morning: I became lucid and jumped off to fly and defend my family from...lets just say attacking dragons, a huge ass polar bear and invisible people, and as soon as i took flight, the dream litterally CRASHED down upon me...and took me down with it...and i woke up, frightened. I didn't even have a chance to renew clarity. just KAPOW! |
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