I had a lovely dream last night.
I was standing on an ocean shore with a man, a stranger. In my dream, he had been telling me grand stories, all of which he swore was true, but I didnt believe him. He pointed out at the water and said Oh but they are true, see? There they are
And one by one I saw a tribe of sea bedouins surface out of the waves on the backs of water dromadaries. The camels had slick skin like sea lions, and were at least three times as big as their desert counterparts. Several bedouins each sat upon their backs, glistening with coral and sea shells clinging to their long irridescent wraps.
I breathlessly apologized for not believing the strange man, and told him that I didnt know such things existed in this world. He smiled and took my hand in his and said You are no longer in the world you were born in.