I learned so fast in the dream, it felt like second nature. I remember poring over warped, yellowing paperbacks from the sixties with weird illustrations of insects and chakras and ley lines. I learned how to change the shapes of objects, how to make them levitate, and how to tear open tesseracts to places both on this Earth and on others. I had to keep it all deathly secret though.
I woke up right before I learned how to shapeshift.
Sometimes the worst dreams are the ones you're enjoying.
IF I AM INCREDIBLY LUCKY: this will be a recurring thing, and I'll get to actually dive back into studies tomorrow. Will keep y'all posted if I can manage to remember anything beyond vague snatches and glimpses.