It's windy again, tonight. Back when I had my own room, I used to open my window wide and invite her in. She would brush softly against my skin and fill my lungs with her emptiness and sing her kaleidoscopic melody. Slowly, I would fall under the spell of her ancient lullaby and drift into sleep.
These were the only times I ever had the Flying Dream.
Nearly everyone has had the Flying Dream, and, although people are vastly different, it remains pretty much the same.
The most common motion in this dream is bird-like flapping and gliding, followed closely by super-power style thought or motion activated flight.
Others have had a passive, more balloon or spore-like flight, being at the complete mercy of the winds.
I never found one similar to my dreams, though. Mine are more like the air becoming heavier, like water. I would swim and drift through corridors and over people, like some kind of spectre.
Readers, leave comments on your Flying Dreams. I'd much like to hear them :3
Never flying dreams. Always falling.
ReplyDeleteI was always at the complete mercy of wind. I would stand on hills and the wind would pick me up and carry me across the land.
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