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Lucid Dream
The night after I ‘awoke’ in my dreams again.
Blackness all around me, as usual.
But something was off, as if the blackness would end a few paces in front of me.
Has that always been there? Did I just not notice it?
I went closer.
Wondering what and if there was anything beyond that 'end', I carefully stretched out a hand.
My hand was stopped. It was cold and hard. And it had a rough feeling to it. Like stone. Or Bricks.
Does… does this... ‘thing’ end anywhere? But how can an end, end? And how can this nothingness even have an end? Are those the boundaries of my mind, my dreams?
I held one hand on this… whatever it was, this stone thingy. I held one hand on it, and went along, without ever letting go.
After some time, I noticed something glowing.
Light? Here? How can this be?
I went closer. At a faster pace.
The lights were moving, and they twinkled every few seconds.
I began running towards it, since I didn’t seem to get closer.
Suddenly I realized what those lights were, they were eyes. A pair of glowing, twinkling eyes. And they had seen me.
Picture The Black Wall by Eleni Tsami / eilidh
Music Lucid Dream by Neeko Freeman
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