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A person realizes they have the ability to enter and control dreams.
Explore the consequences of this ability, both good and bad.
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Dream Journal: Danny
4-22
I dreamt of not being able to run again. It was typical. I had to use mailboxes to move down a road. But something was different. There was a woman at the end of the road. As I pushed my way to the last mailbox, I could move again, and there she was—a beautiful Brunette in a long, flowy red dress. I couldn't remember much after that, but that was a change I wouldn't mind ...
Awaking, this shall come to pass.
Vision shattered like a glass.
I survey this sinking sky.
Observing, I see you, me and Eli.
Maybe we’re dreaming.
What was I thinking?
My awareness is shrinking.
What’s this scene that I am seeing?
You, tears falling so sweetly.
He, catching them so gently.
Me, witnessing you both grieving -
Me, then I take control.
I’m seeing…
Things we fine without...
Grace was a hot coffee person—didn’t matter the time of year or hour in the day she *needed* hot coffee. Her favorite spot was Grey Star Cafe. Instead of the usual uncomfortable wooden tables Grey’s embraced luxury and privacy with tiny reading nooks you could rent by the hour. She paid for her coffee and 3 hours of nook time.
Cup of coffee acquired she moved to the back of the cafe towards her f...
It’s dark here.
Soggy, almost. No. Musty? I don’t know. The world is vague, except for a few gleams of dots and patterns that occasionally cross my vision. Otherwise, it’s just a gray haze that I lie in, until, that is, it falters into another reality.
Losing consciousness is a waiting game that takes time—the longer you think about it the longer it takes. The longer your heart races in exciteme...
THIS IS A CONTINUATION OF ESCAPIST AND STALKER.
Finally, he was in control. No voice in his head, no ghost pulling the strings.
It was a rare thing, nowadays, to be in charge of himself. To do what he wanted.
So he slept.
Tonight, he was going to give her a real dream, a good dream. One that didn’t involve him murdering her in the alley. One where he could tell her the truth again, like he used t...
The Conjurites, or Conji, were a magical people. And Ana was lucky to be among them. Of those born to typical backgrounds, about one of every five hundred turned out. But this number jumped to nearly one in twenty if both parents were Conji.
She was the youngest. Both of her older brothers were magically innate. One day, they would be expelled from the community to the Surrounds, where the innate...
It was the smell that gave it away. The soft sweetness of decayed wood thicken with each step. I’ve been gaming since I was nine. I’d practically lived in VR during high school. My husband Charlie and I used to play before life got too busy. I’d heard a few of my coworkers whispering about a new underground VR Sims meets Grand Theft Auto, typical nerd boy banter. My ears sparked up.
I asked my ass...
I groaned, before collapsing on the bed.
The funeral is finally over. The day is finally over. What a relief. All those people surrounding me when I just want to grieve alone.
I’d cry but I feel too empty. I’d yell but my anger feels uncoordinated. I’d sleep but my thoughts are filled with her face.
Thace.
Her long black hair framing her face; her eyes were always kind and her smile was always w...
I run my fingers over the patch of hair that has become thinned from stress and anxiety. I know that I must not be easy on the eyes in the state that I’m in, but I have no way way of knowing that for sure. The rooms mirrors have been long since been smashed in my fits.
“Sorin.” My ex-fiancé stands in the open doorframe holding a tray filled with some sort of mush, “You have to sleep now.”
His t...
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