Last Night's Dream

The dream I had last night was unlike any other. The creature spoke with a thousand small, buzzing voices, a chorus both rapturous and painful to my ears. “The song, the sssong! We wish only for the sssong!” A universe of beaded, jeweled eyes stared unblinking. Dust poured from their myriad glittering wings. I awoke with a pounding head from Luis’s mead, and a new melody in my heart.