Felicia’s Journal ࿐❁
Ranges of Lights
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Ranges of Lights
A decade-long followup & Anticipated comeback
One of the rare lucid dreams I’ve had in recent times, and ever since I’m not prone to have this type of dreams.
Felicia was not present but the Light element was.
I was going down the stairs of the staircase of an apartment building quite similar to the one I lived in as a 0 to 5 years old ; and it was all silent, dark and desolated.
At some point I realized I was dreaming ; so my first reflex was to call Felicia, as I shout her name just once.
Doing so, I stopped going down the stairs and walked in front of me instead, on an abnormaly long entry level that had in fact no entries : After the angle of the wall on my right, several ranges of lights appeared not too far from me, like plain apertures between walls, at least a dozen of them, in the middle of complete darkness. (See recreation below.) But the light source was a unique one akin to the one I found myself in with my grand-mother and Felicia in my first dream of her.
And I just woke up. So that’s all there was to the dream.
P.S. : I could remember the date I’ve had this one since I shared it on a Discord server, like some others dreams the days I had them. (The one having forewarned of the hurricane Helene, notably.)
