Letting go
. \* \* \* \* \* everything seemed dreamlike as i became semi aware of my surroundings, i think. i never fully regained consciousness, but i kinda remember felling something warm lying beside me.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 31
Kiana raised the pickaxe above her head (in this dreamlike state between fighting and dreaming, it weighed almost nothing at all) and swung it down with all the force she could muster.
Dawn - 1
Not exactly dreamlike, right? perhaps it's all a trick of the mind; maybe my reality-implying perceptions are a part of the dream itself. “i like your designs," i say. “if only you were real."
Love Lost, Chapter 15a: Alignments.
Within their minds, vera took in the sights of a strange, dreamlike world. "this is a peaceful place. your mother gave you a great gift, and i thank you for sharing it with me. may i experiment?"
Inhuman | Chapter 01: Escape and Arrival [old edition]
It was a distinctly dreamlike sensation. or perhaps, distinctly nightmarish ...
The Railroad - Routine - 1.1 - 1.2
I thought, this must be the most dreamlike scene i could ever imagine.
Indigo Nights- Chapter 17:Time
He's deep into dreamlike reminiscence when soft metallic clanging pulls him back to the blank pages on his large desk. "do i need to remind you how to use a door, fletcher?"
The Wheel and The Lady Ch:1
She walked away in a dreamlike state. jargon was about to question her about the mirror, but he was not getting the chance. "go...i need to rest..." hera groaned into one of the soft couches, and said not another word.
Inhuman | Chapter 02: First Encounter [old edition]
It all felt exceedingly dreamlike to him in his exhausted and pained state; he wasn't entirely sure he was actually awake ... what if this was just a dream? ... but if it was a dream, he wouldn't be feeling pain, would he?
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 16
He couldn't answer, not while he was still stuck in this dreamlike world. _it's not a dream, though. i know it's not.
The Gift of a Stranger - Chapter 5
A dreamlike shadow passed by him and was briefly seen silhouetted against the moonlight that bathed the foggy street in a pale light. it turned the corner and disappeared from sight.
Havana or Hell, part six
Queasy, dreamlike and dark; my episodes always start like this, and i rested my forehead against the wall, trying to collect my thoughts. i had swallowed a handful of olanzapine and kisantex before coming here, to keep the voices quiet.