Lucid dream?

Suddenly hope turned to horror, as dreams twisted into reality. The extension of joints and muscles flexing made it adundantly clear that even minor actions, like crawling to my baggage, cause discomfort to ravage every muscle. Such aching is beyond a minor cramp this is common knowledge. Dreams may burden the body but they

Never have lasting damage, the mind my

Be tired but the body should not ach

But there's never lasting damage, fatigue of the mind and body is common however

do not cause one to feel it in this physical way.

"Is this insanity? Have I been consumed by my own mind?"

Once it became evediently clear that even minor actions like crawling to my baggage cause discomfort to ravage every muscle. Such aching is beyond a minor cramp this is common knowledge. Dreams may burden the body but they do not cause one to feel it in this physical way

Just as it has been originally packed, there it sat at the other end of the alter. "My travel bag is still here, that's good." Pricking Rationality

Lush thicket, roubust trees, dense undergrowth, and above all thriving flowers were all I could see.

Crashing waves and rushing water could be heard in opposing directions, "Water? I wonder which one should I toward to first"?

While the scythe stood before my eyes still could I hardly believe it to be real. Without thought actions arose, and my thin supple forefinger pressed against the amethyst colored blade. Such a minuscule press and yet a prick was felt before the light heat of pooling blood the size of tear drops began to fall. A reality as stern as this, the truth my finger has shown, how can a mind like mine comprehend.

The man whom bellowed before me with royal purple hair and night blue eyes simply gazed and my features.