Three Sisters

  • Standing outside an old white colonial house built atop a green hill. I become very lucid and decide I want to try something new with my lucid dreaming powers. I walk around the house a bit, thinking about what I want to do, and run into the residents of the house: three sisters. I ask for their full names and they each give me their long, family-tradition-regimented moniker. We're sitting in a parlor on the second floor and, after thanking them, I jump out of the open window and soar down off the hilltop. Upon waking I realized that I'd forgotten all about my idea to try something new.