Voices

I was going through some dream about being in South America with S, A, H, and possibly C. We were all in a duplicate of my house somewhere along the western coast of South America, presumably somewhere further south. I remember that the house is isolated at the top of a cliff and the remainder of the village is further down a cliff. In order to get down to the village, one must climb onto this massive pencil that hovers tentatively on the edge of a precarious wooden dock-like structure on the cliff., about as big around as an oil drum and maybe 10 or 15 feet long. The as soon as the pencil was boarded it would move up and down very quickly, giving you only a few seconds to get off at either the top or bottom of the cliff before shooting back up or down, making riding it a dangerous affair. At some point I am chosen to go out for snacks and go down the town. I think that I should book a plane flight to go back home as I had my last exam the next day (today). However upon taking the pencil back up, I am shunted sideways in midair and flung to the side. While flying through the air I rather randomly realized that I was dreaming. The lucidity was not particularly clear, however. With ease, I caught myself in midair and began flying. The sensation of flying was unusually visceral this time around. The feelings of G-forces and the sounds of wind rushing by were very noticeable. But it seemed like the visuals were not as impressive as they usually were in my dreams. Things were kind of foggy and difficult to make out. I remember I flew over a rainforest and there were dozens of giant ruined satellite dishes, rusted brown and overgrown with vines and trees. I then began getting over a farmland/pasture type area. My flying began to fail and I was falling lower and slower and could not get higher. There were these very large animals, looking kind of like cows, but much larger; their bodies were the size of small houses and I was able to weave through their tree-trunk sized legs with room to spare. They had dark brown fur and were covered in large white polka dots. I remember they had very pronounced ears that stuck out sideways and short elephant trunks. I eventually landed in a fenced off area near a barn and a heard of goats ran past me. I decided I would summon <PERSON> but did not properly motion or voice command. I just kind of focused on an image of her appearing. I started seeing her appear, but she was hazy and glowing, as if she were made of energy. All I could make out was that she had an orange flower in her hair and a white toga or robe. I heard S shout my name and my bout of lucidity ended as quickly as it started. The half manifested dream guide disappeared and I turned around. But when I did, I struck an golden-orange dog on the muzzle. The dog fell over as if it were dead. S ran over and said that the dog was named "Pumpkin Seed" and that I had killed it by tearing some muscle in the muzzle that apparently was a vulnerable spot for dogs. I apologized saying that I got surprised and did not see what I was doing and S seemed to understand but was still upset. The dog got back up, though, made a simpering sound and then ran a big circle around us. I noticed the side of the dog's muzzle seemed a little swollen but it seemed fine other than that. The environment changed to a snowy one and the dog started playing in the snow with <PERSON>