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The lucid part of this dream did not last as long as I wanted it too, but it was so refreshing. The dream setting started out pretty interesting- this is an old T.V. show so I do not know if anyone will understand the reference. There was <PERSON> themed fight going on in my back yard that led to my lucidity this time. Before going to sleep, I was thinking a lot about that show hoping to maybe get to re-live some of my childhood dreams about it. Yesterday I looked it up and watched the final episode out of nostalgia. During this fight one of the main characters <PERSON> busted the brick wall around my house, but I did not mind... because it was <PERSON>. Anyways, a little time had past and I ran outside of my gate to see where the commotion had gone. I guessed that they had moved the battle to another part of the town. At that point I was put in a bad mood, I realized I did not get to use any of the talismans or powers that were being traded off by the warriors- and all I was stuck with were the awed by-standers, and these two random school kids that kept on walking around asking if they could trade some coins for something. They had asked everyone around here multiple times throughout the dream, I have no idea what that was about. I decided to ask them what they were trying to buy off of everyone, they answered probably six times without saying the same answer once. The school kid's answers, mixed with the thought of wishing I would have used some of the <PERSON> talismans instantly made me realize that I was in a dream. The kids were still trying to talk to me but I flew up and away, realizing it did not matter. Just then I noticed I began to fly too fast, maybe I was too excited to start off without routing myself in the dream first. So I began to fall back down so I could calmly get used to dream realm without losing grip so quickly. That is where it went bad. I started losing control of where I could look and where I could move. I think that this could be attributed to the state of my sleep, sometimes when I am dreaming- I begin to lose control and vividness if my physical body is not feeling well. I got to the ground and found myself in a place that I now will always remember. I have been there countless times in other dreams, but I did not notice how repeditive it was until now. It is a very beautiful and colorful forest with hundred-feet-tall trees that always(!) forms itself if I begin a flying dream near my house where I am lacking in control still. Some green trees, some red trees, and some other small variations, it is beautiful. What is strange to me is this time, I flew down to the ground and the last thing I saw as the dream showed me my focus was not cutting it yet- in the forest was a submarine that I have seen there before. The last time I saw it, I had to look around quite a bit first- but there it was. Half submerged into the ground surrounded by shrubs and rocks. I thought it was so strange that I forgot this place. I guess it is my brains way of telling me goodbye. I have made it past that forest before, but it takes a lot and this dream was not up for it. I had one other noteably awesome dream after this one that I will write down in a bit.