I had such a weird dream last night.
I dreamed that I was at a coastal hotel overlooking the Solent, I could see a city, which I assumed to be Cowes, on the other side.
Suddenly, I noticed one, two, a dozen, hundreds of black drones and a few unmarked helicopters flying over the water. A large bird flew into view, heading straight for me. It was brilliant white and grew larger and larger as it approached. The drones began to surround it.
As the creature changed course, I realized it wasn’t a bird at all, but an enormous white dragon. It flew along the Solent, its wingbeats labored, suggesting fatigue.
The dragon turned out to sea, and a massive discharge of electricity struck, taking out a bunch of the drones. (I guess white dragons breathe lightning instead of flame.) A loud concussion shook the air to my right, and the dragon seemed to falter. But then, with a sudden burst of speed, it soared upwards, leaving the drones chaotic and confused as it disappeared into the distance.
I was left stunned, wondering if I had just witnessed the impossible. As drones buzzed overhead, I retreated inside, pondering how I would explain what I had seen to the inevitable visit from the Men in Black. A tricky situation indeed.
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