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Awake|Non-Lucid|Lucid
Shapeshifting, Airbending, and Pure Lucidity

I fell asleep with no intention of lucidity, and surprisingly attained it without any dream checks or outrageous dream signs being revealed. I feel like beaches recur constantly in my dreams... This is the fourth dream which I've been on a beach, this week alone

I wake up on a sandy shore, around dusk. The sun had already set, but the purple sky was still illuminated by the reflective and distant clouds. I can immediately tell that I'm on a a large island, reason being the lack of tall vegetation. Someone had managed to create a bonfire near the center of this isle. I walk over to find my friend, Zach discovering a new talent of his: airbending. I don't remember any dialogue occurring, but I feel a tingly sensation throughout my body.

I didn't perform a reality check, but rather focused on stabilizing the dream. I rubbed my hands together, which brought about an explosive aurora of color into the gloomy dreamscape. Although it was still dusk, vividness arose.

By this time I know I have a solid base of lucidity that will not be easily interrupted; it feels pretty damn real.

I conjure a staff unto my right hand, and engage in combat with Zach. I easily overpower him with countless powerful whooshes and gusts of wind.

I begin seeing red for reasons unknown, and I begin to run along the shoreline on all fours. I feel a transformation occurring, and pick up a significant amount of speed. As the sand is kicked up behind me, I look down at my newly developed hands, which resemble the paws of a wolf.

I must've been running for a good 10 minutes, because I eventually get bored and purposely wake myself up to write down this dream. This one was quite fascinating, as I've never really shapeshifted in my dreams. Being a wolf is my new personal favorite, and I hope to experience this transformation again when I lucid dream next.

Awake-Non-Lucid-Lucid

It started out with a familiar dream setting of mine: a classic zombie apocalypse, I was one of the only survivors, and was with a couple other DC's in a Chevy truck. Dusk was approaching, and the dream setting shifted to a parking lot. I started walking towards a car, but heard a noise behind me. I glanced backwards for a moment, then continued, only to find that the vehicle had disappeared

I glanced at my malformed hands, only to make the assumption that I was dreaming. Since I was displeased at the dream setting, I gently closed my eyes, pictured a different dream setting, and reopened them. To my surprise, I was in a beautiful Mountainous landscape, with snow peaked mountains in the distance. If you have ever seen the LOTR trilogy, you could make the comparison between this dream and the landscape of Rohan. I focused myself and took flight.

Several minutes after soaring through the clouds, I spotted a shadowy figure hovering over the mountains. We engaged in aerial combat, with fireballs and such flinging from our palms. I was hit hard by an explosion, but felt no pain as my charred body fell towards the ground. As I was descending, the dream began to fade, and the impact of my body hitting the mountainside ended the dream

Not sure what or who the "shadow form" was. Possibly my dark side? I don't know...