Originally Posted by Ghostnyourmidst
I used to have nightmares about snakes, I taught myself to fly, well, float actually. When I dream of something scary I just float above it. It's pretty cool.
I once had a dream where I could fly. Later on the dream changed and I remembered
flying, but I wouldnt get off the ground, I ran and I kicked as hard as I could but I still felt the ground pulling me down.
It was depressing because when I was flying, it was inside a huge black storm cloud - the inexplicable, precise type you might only find in crappy sci fi or fantasy. Now I'm just remembering that dream so well... It started off like Mario, and then I came up to litereally, this giant, thick column of black, blue purply smoke. I looked in and I was scared, but then a narrating voice boomed out something along the lines of "she knew that if she stepped inside it, she'd never be scared and everything would be fine". So I did, and I just stared up, it was like a small, high roofed room with the walls made of dark, oddly coloured smoke. There were little ledges all the way up, and I heard someone I knew call me, so I jut kicked off the ground - so softly - and I was flying. I was living the dream, I just quickly floated up and I found them, we just kept going up and eventually I was outside my house with them, it was dark, and then I told them I could fly, and I just couldnt. It hurt, because it was one of those semi lucid dreams, where you feel in complete control even though you know this isnt real, you feel POWERFUL, and then that little bit is taken from you.