In Dream World, stories usually don't end well. I die. Most of the time. It wakes me up but sometimes, I manage to get back and reverse things. I escape, or fight whatever killed me. But the pain... It feels so much stronger than normally there. When I turn into things, it hurts. Everything hurts. Is loud. Colors are either screaming or faded. Everything is alterable if I manage to concentrate enough.
To take full control, I look at my hands and focus, to Feel every inches of my body. It ends up into a fully lucid Dream or a partial one, when I only control myself with no grip on the environment. Sometimes I deeply regret...
Sometimes I have enough mental material to draw what I saw in dreams. So here it is. My Alter Ego got the main role all the time, I discover him more and more, dreams by dreams.
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