I sometimes have dreams that aren't of that fantasy world. It's rare, though, that I don't have dreams that I'm fond of and I made to my liking. Usually I lucid dream, controlling everything I see and wish to do.
That night, in the unfamiliar place I dreamt of, I thought of my crush. He was making a joke to his friend about our relationship, with me there. Dream me at first accepted it, but the lucid action happened and I had taken ahold of him and begged to hear his true feelings.
It was weird of me to do so. Even though it felt like I had control of this strange scenario, I didn't. It controlled me, like I was wrapped around my brain's finger and not the other way around.
Crush stared at me with bewilderment. He wanted to laugh, but there was tears in my dream, so he didn't. I wanted to control him to be more serious and talk with me, but he wasn't under my control. Just like in reality.
Instead he asked his friend to give us privacy. I can't remember what Dream Crush said to me, and I don't think I ever will, as the rest of the dream moved to a different scene; almost like a movie that rotates for the thrill of the audience.
I woke with those emotions attached. All I could think about was those scenarios coming true, and how it may be a sign I might have a broken heart soon. Or it could have been my mind playing around, showing me what my heart fears most.
It didn't take me too long to get ready. I took deep breaths and attempted to forget the emotions to that dream and think of my favorite world: the one where I could control everything.
Except him.
I wondered if that Hyunjin voice would be there again if I briefly checked over my empty fields. I wondered if my mind was done playing tricks after last night, and that Hyunjin (voice man) was gone. So I closed my eyes, whisking away reality momentarily as I discovered a smiling figure.
"You're back," he says cheekily. His hand went up to comb his hair, the black silk sliding right through it. "I knew you would be after that dream."
I sighed and walked to my pink trees. "I'm surprised you didn't leave with those weird dreams."
"Mariah, darling, you just know that I'm not like your other figures in your dreams. I won't vanish because you pray to rid of me."
I looked to Hyunjin, skeptical of his words. "What does that mean?"
His mouth opens in almost a devilish way, eyes swirling with that fire again. "It means just like those lucid dreams you have: I cannot be controlled. You can only control yourself."
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Fantasy World
Fantasy"If a heart is put out in the world the mind created, what would happen to it? This is not a story for most. It will confuse some, even make them turn away. But if you continue to read, then do it in peace. Because a magical kindom awaits, for your...
