Thread: "Dueling Dragon" / "The Lucidity Effect"

Been having a little slump in my LDs and recall, lately, but last night made up for it. Here are two of last night's 3 or 4 dreams:

06/15/2006

Dream Two:
“Dueling Dragon”

The next dream was in a large industrial yard, enclosed with high walls around every side. Everyone was hard at work building something or other and there was a long, inverted, conveyor belt over our heads, carrying these huge bell-shaped weights that must have weighed 5 tons a piece, easily. Sooner or later, I noticed one of the bell-shaped weights didn’t quite look right. I couldn’t put my finger on it, at first. But then the whole thing seemed to sort of unwrap itself, spreading a wingspan of at least 40 feet. It was a dragon, hanging upside down from the conveyor belt like a giant bat.
The second I figured out what this thing was, it dropped down from the overhead belt and descended on the yard. People started running and screaming everywhere as this thing was bellowing fire all over the place. I remember that, while trying to get away, one of the huge weights fell from over top of me. I forgot who it was, (someone I know in waking life) but someone told me to get out of the way. I looked up just in time to see the weight and I dove forward, landing on the ground just as the weight smashed down behind me.
I think the impact shook another one loose because as I turned over on my back there was another weight falling down at me. I rolled to the side as fast as I could and just BARELY got away from that one. It was so close that I think it landed on the sleeve of my shirt. I got up, and was one of the last people in the yard. I saw that most everyone had cleared out through cargo doors on all sides of the yard, and most of them were now closed. The dragon was doing fly-bys and napalming the area with its breath as I was looking for an open cargo door. I had to run toward one of the closed cargo doors because they were under these tiny overhangs that would have given me at least some cover until I could find a way out of the yard. While I was making my way toward it, I was running parallel to a wall while the dragon was swooping in behind me and closing in.
I looked at the wall beside me and had the sudden urge to try to run along it. Then I remembered how often running on a wall has made me realize I was dreaming, in the past, and I instantly became lucid.
I dashed toward the wall and ran up it, diagonally, when the dragon was within a few feet behind me. I then did I sideways flip off of the wall that carried me over the passing dragon, and landed on my feet on his opposite side while the beast swooped back up into the sky in front of me. Ducking beneath the cargo door overhang, I gathered my thoughts for just a moment. With the knowledge I was dreaming, I then stepped boldly out into the center of the yard.
The dragon had landed before then, and was standing with its back to me. As I walked out further, it slowly turned its head toward me, and then the rest of its body. What happened next is a bit of a blur, but I vaguely remember the dragon exhaling a huge stream of fire in my direction. I then put up one hand and used the knowledge that I was dreaming to keep the fire away from me, putting up a sort of invisible shield between us. I also remember doing a little bit of hovering around the yard, and throwing some fireballs of my own at the dragon. (not really stopping to think whether or not fireballs have any effect on dragons, but oh well.)
Anyway, somewhere throughout this little battle, I was back on the ground and had forgotten I was dreaming. I wasn’t making any progress fighting this dragon and ended up looking for a way to escape. There were a few survivors of the dragon’s attack that were scrambling toward these vents in the ground. I ran over to one of them and jumped in.
A couple of other people and I spent some time trying to navigate these underground vents as they were getting smaller and smaller, the further down we went. Sooner or later, I was getting very claustrophobic and wondering just how the hell we were going to get out of here. But then, as worry began to hit me, I remembered once again that this is all a dream!
So, even though I was a good 20-30 ft underground and encased in a concrete shaft, I flew straight up through the ceiling of the shaft, crashed through all of the earth above me and then exploded up into the yard again. I landed next to the hole I got ready for round two with the dragon but, instead, there was a 50 ft giant standing in the yard instead of the dragon.
This surprise stripped me of my lucidity again, as this giant started reaching down to catch me in its hand. I started ducking and dodging the numerous swings from this “guy,” and was again looking for a way out of the yard. One humorous thing I can remember is how Dumb this giant seemed. I mean he was “dduuurrrr ” dumb. But he was strong and he was fast and, at 50something feet tall, that’s all the advantage he really needed. I remember he was treating me like a toy and considered his trying to kill me as “playing with me.”
Across the yard, I caught a glimpse of one of the cargo doors that wasn’t closed all the way. There was about 2 feet of space beneath it. I ran toward the door and could hear the giant’s feet as he thundered after me. Having no time to stop, I dove to the ground on my stomach and slid under the door.
What I didn’t realize was that the entire industrial yard sat on top of a single rock formation. It was a column which stretched up from the ground for what seemed like miles. As I slid out from under the door, I went over the edge (which was about 5 feet from all sides of the industrial yard) and grabbed hold of the side while my legs dangled over the distant cityscape far below me. The giant obviously didn’t know about this either. He comes crashing through the cargo door and the concrete above it. I think he almost stepped on me, because I let go and ended up falling down beside the rock column just as the giant was falling as well. I caught myself on something though and wasn’t that far away from the top when I stopped falling. I looked down and saw that the giant had latched on to something also, and was beginning to climb up toward me. I started climbing also, up and to the left, moving clockwise up the rock formation like a mountain climber as the giant ascended after me. It was the most insane feeling to be scaling this pillar of rock thousands of feet above the ground with a huge giant coming up after me. Make no mistake about that.
But, to make a long story short (as if that’s possible at this point) the giant somehow ended up losing his grip and falling down to the earth, from a distance so high that there were actually a few clouds between us and the ground.
Shortly after this, I woke up.

Dream 3:
“The Lucidity Effect”

Feel back asleep. I remember much less of this one, but it was still very vivid. I was telling someone about the dragon dream I’d had “the night before,” and was going into detail about how the dragon first appeared. (Now, after this, I’d noticed a bit of a scenery change, but I think it was a part of the same dream, so I’ll write it that way.) There was some commotion behind us, and someone had just gotten shot. It was then that I noticed that the scenery was set in the old west. We were outside of some really lavish building, like a mansion or theater or something like that, and there was a crowd of people swarming around the incident. I think either some little girls, or some young women were shot, though I don’t know why. (I do remember something about how they were standing close enough so that more than one of them were hit with the same shot) There was something about this whole thing that didn’t seem right, though. I just couldn’t quite tell what it was at first.
(It may have had something to do with not being able to remember what I was doing before all this happen that prompted this next part, but if you’ve ever seen the movie The Butterfly Effect you’ll get the concept.)
I figured out that by collecting some of the blood from the victim and doing something with it that (I think) involved gun power, (don’t ask me what the hell I did, because I don’t know ) I could send myself, and the three guys I’d been telling my dragon dream to back in time to before the shooting and stop it.
I think I mixed the gunpowder with the blood (or Something) but there was a bright flash and we were suddenly back to right before the shooting. We ran up to the crowded door of the building and jumped the guy that we knew had the gun, stripping him of it. However, history seemed destined to repeat itself, as someone else ended up shooting the girls. (It was the old west, and Everybody had a gun, of course.)
The transition into this next part is really hazy, but sooner or later, I was inside the building and there were four witches/sorceresses/whatever, each of them black, and wearing beautiful gowns. It felt like I was in old New Orleans or something. Anyway, I don’t think this was a separate dream because I think they were talking about the futility of my trying to change time. Something about how I was meddling with powers I couldn’t comprehend, or something like that, and basically threatening me with their own powers. Everyone else had disappeared, and I was alone in what I think was an elegant dining room, surrounded on three sides by these women who I could tell were really powerful and a wall, I think, on the fourth corner.
I was definitely feeling like I was in deep shit, because they had me cornered, and I was obviously not going anywhere. But then, thanks to impending danger, lucidity kicked in once again.
I was still dreaming! I got a slight grin for a moment, but then put my game face back on. I started talking a little trash to these witches which they didn’t take very lightly to. I can’t remember what I said, but before I knew it, they were trying to kill me. They had absolutely 0 effect, though. Haha. Oh man, it was great. I started walking toward them one by one, simply waving off their spells with a dismissive hand. The first one, standing in the doorway to my right, shot what I think was electricity at me. I slapped it away and I think it shattered a wall-length mirror beside me. I forgot how I got rid of her, but she was the first one to go.
I walked around the room counterclockwise toward the next woman that was standing in the doorway opposite the first. She backed up into the hallway behind her just a little when she saw me stalking slowly in her direction. Drawing her hands back, she then lurched forward and unleashed a steady stream of fire toward me. Without breaking stride, I put up one hand and blocked the fire with my mind. Then, I pushed the flying blaze back out into the hallway and shut the door mentally, filling the hallway with her own fire and burning the witch alive.
Continuing on counterclockwise, I came to the next witch that was halfway between me and the last, she was near the wall between the two doors that were on the same side of the room and had nowhere to go. When she threw her lightning at me, I didn’t even put up my hand. I just decided that it wasn’t going to touch me, and it never did. The last thing I remember of her was her surprise right before I stepped up to her, grabbed her face in both hands and spun it to the left, breaking her neck. She dropped to the floor and I continued on walking toward the last witch.
This one, obviously the oldest, wasn’t as ignorant. She began walking backward, struck with fear, as I stalked her way. She was practically tripping over herself as she shied away from me, retreating out into another hallway which led to the main lobby. There was a high, twisted staircase in the middle of the room, quite beautiful actually, and it was surrounded by all of these chandeliers. Anyway, she began crawling backward up these stairs trying to get away from me, pleading for me to spare her and whatnot. I didn’t say a word, but just kept closing in on her as she wound her way backwards, up the stairs, to about the 6th flight or so. She ended up with her back against the railing which overlooked the large room below us. I leaned in so close to her that our faces were practically touching, staring maliciously into her panicked eyes. I can’t remember what she said, or what I said afterward, or even whether or not I pushed her away with my mind (which I think I did) but before I knew it, she was plummeting down through one of the chandeliers and to the ground below. If there was anything after this, I don’t remember it.

Damn, what a night. Haha.