So, you know how SP
is. Loud sounds, I could see faces and all sorts of stuff, I was just waiting impatiently for that 'moment'. All these creepy things became more and more intense and soon..... silence. I was ready to enter a dream.
I tried to enter the north pole, or atleast, somewhere snowy. It was pretty difficult at first, I kept visualizing that I was somewhere cold, with the snow blowing against me and stuff, you know, but I still saw darkness.
A distinct sound soon entered my ears though. At first, it was muffled and quite hard to make out, but excitement ran over me once I realised it was the sound of snow, compressing as my shoes tread over them. Slowly but surely each of my five senses 'phased' into the dreamworld. I could feel my feet, and soon, my legs traversing the snow. Then, I could feel the weight and warmth of my clothes, and the freezing cold winds that blasted at me. Lastly, bracing myself to fully enter this dream scene. I opened my eyes.
It was very blurry at first, everything was surprisingly, or rather, disappointingly calm. I could see the outline of the goggles that I was wearing. After awhile my dream eyes adjusted and the snow blizzard that I felt earlier wasn't there anymore. In front me was a wall of snow, literally, like a brick wall except made of snow, about 6 feet high. The sky was eerily dark, it was a mix of bright purple, blue, white'ish yellow and dark blue. Basically imagine you're looking at space with all those galaxies and nebulas. There was an opening on the wall, of which I entered to see the other side, half expecting to see mountains of snow far in the distance, but it wasn't exactly that. The ground just... ended. I was on an island of snow floating in space. I really wanted to go exploring and and have some sort of adventure but here I am stuck in this place.
I went back to the wall of snow to take a closer look at it. Unfortunately I started to lose lucidity. My vision blurred and I was phasing in and out of consciousness.
In a dire attempt I said out loud, "Increase lucidity".
For a second, everything then just became clear... too clear. It was like some sort of supersight. The detail on the snow was amazing, I could see each individual flake of the snow, but then it was accompanied by an extreme headache and loss of clarity afterwards. It didn't help when I kept doing it on other objects haha, I lost lucidity soon afterwards.
I woke up, feeling mildly angry. I cursed for a bit, ranting about how I could've done things better. Then it hit me... what if I was still dreaming? Nah it couldn't be... Well it couldn't hurt to try. I raised and looked at both of my hands, counting my fingers. 1, 2, 3, 4 ,5. Check. 1 ,2 ,3... 4?? BOOM sudden realization! I'm still dreaming!.
I was now in some sort small green room with a few furnitures here and there, but this time, I was determined. It felt like I just passed a test given to me by my subconscious and I felt awesome. Everything was clearer this time round too, it really did felt like real life.
"Okay, I need to get there*, but first I have to make sure I don't lose lucidity again", I said, noticing how different my voice felt in a dream, "and then i'll start spawing a door or something"
(*For those wondering, I was referring to a place, a dreamworld to be exact, that I've been meaning to get back to, and it's probably the reason why i'm trying so hard to LD
I tried every trick I could remember, shouting 'increase lucidity', looking at details around me. Eating a 'lucidity pill'. Just to make sure I was 'anchored' in the dream. I then remembered how Writerscube would control how long he dreamt for.
Pacing around the room I stated, "Okay subconscious, 2 hours of dreamtime, and umm... 6 hours of sleep", unsure if it would work or not.
"Well, time to start"
After cycling through different ideas, I decided to try creating a door. I readied my self and looked at the ground in front of me. Like some sort of summoner I raised my hands, attempting to 'pull' a door out of the ground. It was very difficult and tiring so I stopped and looked at my progress. There was only like this bump on the floor, not very promising
I took and step back and tried again, this time in a more relaxed manner.
A large door was rising from the ground. Excited I tried to alter the shape, making it wider, smaller, etc. I realised that the key to using dream powers is to not to do consciously, in a sense. It was more like knowing that it would happen. The more I tried to consciously alter the door, the harder it gets.
Anyway, at this point I sort of got carried away. I ended up just changing the shape of door and lost my original intent. It soon resulted in me waking up.