Thread: Warping Scenarios and Insects - What's Your Take On This One?

I found myself perusing a library, observing the detail of the books neatly lined upon the shelves, one against the other. Observation also warranted notice of a particular entity: the dragonfly. And not just one dragonfly, but various. In real life I struggle with a phobia where I cannot physically be near these little guys without freaking out; it is remarkable that in this dream at the moment of notice I did not break into hysterics. I managed to control my nerves well. It was, after all, a dream. But their numbers were so overwhelming. There must've been a few to every shelf, even more spread along the floor.

My sense of setting was gently fading and overlapping with another. The carpeted floor of the library suddenly took upon the impression of grass. The library no longer felt like a library but some unknown edifice that was much more of a rural nature. A barn perhaps. I do not know. Except that with the weather changing (yes, it is turning cold on my side of the world, too) I figured that these dragonflies must have been looking for shelter, which would explain their numbered presence. They also did not seem dead. I treaded on, cautiously. As I did so, it seemed like me walking in the middle of a field, though I could still see the walls of the library around me. A single dragonfly bumped into me, and I wildly swatted it away. I tried to keep my cool.

Then I came into the company of a man and a woman - a couple. They were aware of the excess, but also a new member. In our presence was a single bee. One of those small ones that the world never seems to be in shortage of during the warmer months. Anyways, one of those bumps into me, too, and I try to swat and move away. I did not intend to forfeit my current (and real-life) record of never being stung thus far. Still, the couple drew the bee to me, and made sure that I received the sting. I perceived this as mildly sinister, though the implied purpose, as the couple vaguely defended, seemed aimed towards a beneficial aim. The couple explained that the sting would be for my own good and better taken now than later. Something along those lines. There's a pinch (that should really be more painful, but couldn't possibly be in the dream) and then the appearance of a small, round, swollen, red wound where the massive stinger had penetrated the skin, either on the left arm or hand. And that was that.

What do you guys think of this one?