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Okay so first you must understand, that my dreams are clear and make sense, even if slightly nonsensical. Also, all of my dreams are lucid. automatically lucid from birth. Also understand i wont be telling names because they are all very personal to me.

Also, from a previous post, my mind re-constructs things byit'self into new and beautiful things.

Now this dream was of me living in a place ruled by a Mysterious dictator in a very peaceful city. Nothing really went badly except for a few rebellions here and there that were eventually or very quickly calmed.

I lived in my old parents house, of which was paritally on the outskirts of the city, i didnt really do much except sell seashells on the weekends for a bit of extra cash.

My parents died from a rebellion attack, or thats what i was told, and i was able to live in my house as usual.

Nobody was required to work in this city, although you got better things if you did work.

Anyways, i just liked to eat with the daily allowance the government gave out, and relax for the rest of the day, walking around the city, or up and onto the wild and grassy plains.

So one day i took a path up and onto a very tall grassed Plateau, where i walked around, and eventually watched the clouds go by untill i dozed off for a few hours.

well, a few hours later i was woken up by somebody poking my cheek with a stick. How irritating!

I got up with a bit of annoyance that was quickly quelled when i saw it was a girl in a very, VERY white dress standing before me.

Her hair was a very night light blue, one of my personal favorites.

Anyways we talked and got to know eachother pretty well throughout the days.

I mean, most people didnt even care what day it was then, life just went on.

So i got to finding out that she had the ability to fly. WELL HORY CRAP, flying was one of my childhood dreams, here and there and anywhere.

Anyways, she went on to teaching me how to fly, and as soon as i could grasp it well, i was flying with her everywhere.

it. was beautiful.

Untill the clicking of the guns of the Dictatorship's army warned us to go down.

Turns out this girl lived inside giant mechanical fortress the dictatorship had created, and this was all told to me by the quite anoynamous "Commander" of the fortress.

Apprently he was the guy who ruled the place, and that everyone just knew him as commander.

I was extended an offer to live inside the steel palace with the girl and i accepted, feeling that it was time for a change of pace, and that i wanted to see what else was in this place.

Well, i was accomdated my own room, which by all standards was pretty nice. it was a few inches away from the girl's room (the one who i had gotten pretty fond of) and the payment for what i did was good too.

What i did? all i did was spend time with the girl in the town, or in the city. and another woman who collected psycyatric results and whatnot asked me about my day and what we did, and kept it confidential.

We always ate at the commanders table, although the glares i got from the rest of the army in the mess hall door i had to walk by to get to the dining room was a bit frightening.

anyways, everybody else was real kind to us, and the psytrician was especially kind to me and the girl.

well, thats untill the girl showed me more things she could teach me/do, other than flying.

The commander found out and everything went to ­.

I was locked in my room, thrown in by the scruff of my neck after a serious beating from the commander and the girl was taken somewhere, i couldent have known.

But i attempted to break out of my room numerous times, because i was distraught as hell.

i LOVED THAT GIRL. and goddamnit i wasent about to go down without fighting.

Well, after a few hours of my hands going bright red and numb, and myself crying angrily, the door unlocked, well there was nobody outside, but i think it was that psycyatrist (or however you spell it.)


The girl's door was open, so i wondered what it was like, living here for her.


There was one window (you couldent open it, i tried.) a few posters, a bed in the middle of the room, and that was it.

Being curious, i searched the bed and found what was her diary, i think.

I read all about how she had found me that one day, and that life was terrible beforehand, and that things improved as we spent time together.

she had even drawn a few pictures about it, they were pretty nice come to think of it.

Anyways, lo and behold, i get the infamous commander right behind me, and im dragged off to lord knows where.

well, i finally end up in a laboratory with...human..creature like things in tanks ALL over the place.

I am explained to that the girl i was with was the success story for creating a psycokinetic Warrior, but she was just the first test series.
The others in the tanks are the actual soldiers, and that they are about ready to be released.

His plan was a hostile takeover of the entire island.

I almost crapped myself when he said island, i thought we were living on an entire world.

Well, not quite the truth. he told me that after the great war of 2900, the world had only this small colony left, and that humanity eventually grew into this.

Well hot damn, i ran. he let me run, because his autocannon arm was firing like ­ing crazy.

How i dodged? i used flight and everything i learned from that girl goddamnit.

Anyways, i got into the psycyatrists room, where that lady was holding the girl hostage.

The commander caught up was was smirking like ­ing hell.

But then the psycyatrsit shot the commanding in the chest and gave the girl to me, telling us she was a mole in the facility for the resistance attacks.

and, right on cue, the place erupted with explosions and sirens as What i could describe as the biggest rebellion attack started.

well, her and i ran. we got to the loading bay for the helicopters and jets, and opened the door.

The commander rushed in only to have a steel girder collapse on his back. how he was still alive? perhaps part machine explains this.

Anyways, we flew out the door as quick as we could, and the commander shot one last bullet at us.

it tore right through my shoulder, and i lost concentration and flight. only thing i could remember is blacking in and out of falling, untill i was caught.

The girl caught me was we flew away from the base quickly.

Truth was, i was loosing blood, and conciousness quite badly. everyone had been so desensitised to pain and violence on that island that pain was remote. we didnt know how to take an injury.

well, last i remember seeing was a shack, a small one in the middle of the ocean, on a small platform of land.

i rested for days as the girl took things from the slightly abandoned shack and took care of both of us.

we learned through the days as we found a journal, that this is where my parents lived.

They didnt die from a rebellion attack, they had fled to somewhere safer so that i could be born.

My parents were still long gone, as two tombstones outback indicated, but knowing they didnt die in such a vain manner was good enough for me.

We talked about the experiements, the things they had done in the laboritory to the girl, and her life.

After a few years we came back to find a ruined metal fortress, and the freedom of people stronger than ever.

the psycyatrist had given her life to free the people from the tyranny of the commander, who had died from rubble collapsing on him.

Life was the same again, quite soon.

and me and the girl were married, and we lived happily ever after.

Untill i had to tell her i wasent real, and that i was inside a dream.

She..didnt believe me at first, but i told her that i was only dreaming, and i couldent be here for much longer, because i was waking up.

Being a natural born lucid dreamer, i knew what was happening as i started to fade.

I gave her my goodbyes and told her that one day i might see her again, as somebody who was completely there.

She tried to hug me as i vanished but for all i know she fell to the floor.

I woke up with my body feeling warm from a hug, and tears flowing from my eyes silently.

I was glad i had that day off from work, because i took the entire day to reflect upon it, and never forget it.

having to tell somebody you dont exsist is painful, and i've had to do it so many times.

because my head keeps creating worlds and people and places, but that one girl i really loved.

No relativity to anyone i know, just someone i met and grew to fall in love with.

This is why i dont like reality that much, these days, and why waking up from my dreams is painful.