Apr 25, 2007 10:50
Last night I dreamt of airships. I forget most of the dream, but its ending I do remember. There were two airships - experimental things, built by some genius - and I was inside one of them, along with a whole gaggle of other young people, some of whom looked vaguely familiar to me. We were flying in front of the other airship, through clear skies. The other airship was having some trouble, though, flying backwards and being difficult to control. After a little bit of flying, we landed on an elevated rail track, and proceeded to travel along it. We travelled over some majestic sandstone hills and a seashore area covered in lush vegetation before heading out to sea. The elevated rail line was, you see, carrying us out to the underwater city that the genius who'd designed our airships had also built. We saw what looked like a giant hole in the surface of the ocean - in fact it was the tube system that would carry the airships down through the water to the ocean's bottom. Our airship plunged down into the hole and down into the oceanic depths, surrounded by midnight blue waters and strange glowing fishies. To amuse my fellow-travellers, and because I thought it would be funny myself, I began singing the "Under the Sea" song from the Disney movie The Little Mermaid. Some of them laughed. Soon, we saw a bright yellow glow come from up ahead of the ship, and someone gasped "...Atlantis!" We were expelled from the tube, and our ship proceeded to gently swim down towards the bottom. I looked out one of the windows, and saw the majestic structure. To describe it: if you've ever seen pictures of that wonderful piece of Victoriana the Crystal Palace, then imagine it made with struts of some shining bluish-black metal, and illuminated from the inside with a bright yellowish glow the same color as a firefly's lamp. We floated down towards it, and entered the structure. Within it, there was atmosphere, and we proceeded to dock. The other airship, however, was still having control issues, and someone shouted out some warning about "look out! the other one's flying backwards!" just before we saw its envelope ram into the side of the building, causing a huge dent in the glass walls of the structure. Everyone in my airship piled out and into the docking bay of the city. I wondered if it was possible to save the vast structure, or if the accident had caused it to rupture, fill up with water, and be destroyed utterly. I was very afraid that the latter was true, and this made me sad because the building/city was very beautiful, but I stood patiently, awaiting instructions as to what I should do next.
Patiently awaiting instructions since 1986,
--mark