The Icy Wasteland

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I am not sure if I have typed some of these dream fragments before or not, but last night I remembered some old dream fragments from years ago.

They all took place in an icy wasteland, a cold unknown place where you feel like there is nothing else and there is no escape or something like that I think.

One involved several people and I traveling by foot in this harsh environment and several of us died or left separate ways during the journey, and a few survivors and I found a cave; this dream took place for days, weeks, and month.

The third survivor left to find help and/or a better location, but never came back, leaving a woman and I as the only survivors; the woman and I probably formed a romantic relationship during the days, weeks, months.

Our situation was terrible and we did not expect to survive and we barely were surviving, the environment was harsh & mostly lifeless, it was like being in the middle of no-where, and it was so cold that I could even feel it in the dream; and the situation was so hopeless that I thought that we would die of hunger and/or thirst and/or from the cold.

Since this dream took place over such a long time, I was worn out and our mood & energy levels were low, I am not sure that I have ever had a dream or many dreams where I felt the way that I did in this dream; it felt like how I would imagine that I would feel if this happened in real life.

Our life was harsh and boring, spending most of our time dying in a cave, and I would occasional try to get water & food & things to use for warmth, I think.

Feeling that we would probably die soon, I decided to go look for help and/or civilization while I still had enough energy to walk, and the woman stayed behind with the few supplies that I could find; I did not want to leave her and she did not want me to leave, but it was our last chance before we would die, even though I thought that we would die anyway.

We said our goodbyes and I left with barely enough energy out into the harsh environment, fueled by my desire to at least find help so that the woman would survive, but I woke up at some point during my hopeless journey to my death as I hoped that the woman was still alive.

I had several other dreams of this place in the past, with some involving a race / competition and/or something with several other people, most of whom had vehicles to help them through the harsh environment; and I think that we knew each other from a past dream or dreams, but that is all that I can remember.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂

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