Barrow-Down Dreams

[Lalwendë]

Originally Posted by Hookbill the Goomba

I had a COOL dream the other night...

My brother and I were in his car and driving along the motorway going home. We noticed that all the cars were driving quite fast and people were screaming. Looking out of the back window I saw, far away in the distance, a HUGE Dragon curled up and sleeping. My brother drove faster and we got to the top of Parbold Hill (the hill near my house). We saw that the Dragon was now moving and wandering aimlessly around the countryside.
When we got home Legate and Rune were in the kitchen and pulling lots of tea-pots out of the dishwasher and laughing.
"Don't you know there's a Dragon out there?" I asked, and Rune started crying.
Then Lommy ran into my house and locked the door.
"It's heading for the zoo!" she cried, "We need to save the Penguins! It's after them!" But as I looked out of the window I saw the Dragon's foot step through my neighbour's house. The Dragon looked rather bemused and began shuffling forward. So we all hid under the table. Like you do.
The Dragon destroyed half of my house and then wandered on. Legate complained that all the tea pots were now broken. Rune wore a horned helmet and was very angry about it. Lommy was still trying to get us to go to the zoo but no one seemed to care that I now had only half a house.

If you'd been lucid dreaming then you could have trapped the dragon in the quicksands north of Southport Pier if he was that big he was stomping all over Lancashire!

Did you know West Lancs is one of the places rumoured to be Arthur's resting place and the Douglas is a magical river which runs out of Martin Mere which was supposed to be where the lady of the lake lived? Therefore Lancelot is a Lancastrian - and aren't there links from Lancelot to Dragons?