Dream 1 The Astral Travels.

Dream 1 The Astral Travels.

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The first dream I wrote down, instead of trying to tell my friend about it lol It's about a person who has an incredible ability of physical invincibility. Among many other curious abilities I didn't get to experience in this dream, this person can 'Astral Travel' The definition for this is: Astral projection or Astral Travel is a term used in esotericism to describe an intentional out-of-body experience (OBE) that assumes the existence of a soul or consciousness called an "astral body" that is separate from the physical body and capable of travelling outside it throughout the universe. So, please enjoy this short story.
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