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Place withheld · 2013-06-21 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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This one's going to be a little shorter simply because it was harder to get to my computer to start writing. But anywho, I remember something, so I might as well write something. Basically, all I can recall is walking along a snow path. I was armed with something, I know that much. It was probably a sword, but I cannot remember for sure. Anyway, it was snowing lightly, but the snow path was narrow. If I am remembering correctly, the snow path was more like a bridge crossing some kind of gap... but at the same time I distinctly remember being up in some mountains. Or maybe that is just me making up shit? Either way, I continued up until I came to this... I do not know whether to call it a large cabin... a castle... I will call it a hall for now. Anyway, I walked inside, and I knew I had to get something. Not sure what, but I did not have that much time to look simply because I was attacked by some kind of goblin thing. It might have been another creature but... I suppose it is the only way I can describe it. It had animal skin armor, and it was green... so god damn it I am going to call it a goblin. Unsurprisingly, I beat it is shit. After that I think I just left... I do not even think I took anything (or maybe I did, and I just do not remember). Consistency when I found myself moving down... or rather up the snow path again. After that it is a blur, because next thing I knew, I was extremely sad. Like... I associate this sadness to the thought of my parents dying or something horrible like that. I remember this because... well, I was not sure if I was awake or not for sure, but I started holding Apollo for comfort. My other tulpalamas also asking what was wrong... I did not answer, given the fact I went back to sleep. I believe I had another dream, but I cannot remember what it was. Perhaps that was them in the dream, perhaps it was not... but whatever. I am going to attempt to do some legitimate research over the site in order to make larger strides toward lucid dreaming. As of now, the only things I have been doing is keeping an alarm that plays loudly and hourly to get my mind used to asking if I am dreaming. Also the hands thing and the mantra. But yeah. Enough from my mouth.

 

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