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I drew what I saw in a dream I recently had. The drawing is missing some humans being squashed and us standing in the front, but I liked it without humans better o-O
Here's the dream!
6/22/2023
It was late, although I didn't know the exact time. I believe it was past 12 a.m., though. Me and my family were walking on the outskirts of a large carnival fairgrounds. Trees surrounded us, and the whole area was lit in a bright, cool white moonlight. We chatted to dad about humorous nonsense as usual, until dad happened to look up. He pointed to the sky and exclaimed, "Look at the moon!" We all looked up. The moon was massive, perhaps taking up a seventh of the sky. I was so terrified that I collapsed from fear and lay on the grass with my head turned to the night sky. Everyone else just seemed fascinated. "How are you guys not scared?" I asked my family in confusion. "I dunno." My younger sister said casually. I eventually got up and followed my family into the main carnival entrance, with the supernatural moon lingering at our side. We walked over to a food stand selling burgers or hotdogs, one of the two, and waited in line. The lighting was unusual at the carnival; It was not lit in blue moonlight but a bright orange, and the ground was sandy and lacked foliage. I didn't notice any lamp or light source causing this lighting but the atmosphere itself. The people around us seemed like the modern US citizens, but most of them seemed immoral and quite odd. Hair was shaven in mohawks and dyed in bright pinks and greens. Tight, inappropriate clothing wrapped around obese bodies. Colorful makeup was strewn across faces in alien ways, making the crowds quite a unpleasant sight. We didn't wait it line for the food any longer, since people started getting pushy and rude. Backing off and standing again at the main entrance, we looked into the sky. The moon almost seemed to be falling down toward the earth, and I began to fear again. Seeming like it appeared from nowhere, a long wisp of white clouds with stars intertwined through it's haze caught our attention as it spun through the sky, as if alive. It wound itself around the gigantic moon with ease, and suddenly the glowing beast shrunk down to a much smaller size after a burst of white haze. The moon continued to fall to the earth, then landed with a quaking crash right in the middle of the carnival grounds. It was about the size of a minivan, but round, of course. Dust and debris raised into the sky, and it rolled from the momentum of it's painful fall. People screamed and waddled as fast as they could away from the rolling planet, which seemed to have an anger towards the inhabitants of earth. Many colorful, massive planets came into view once the monstrous moon was removed. They weren't as large as the moon had been, but they were still unnaturally big. One was purple with lavender stripes; there was a blue one with a few light blue streaks. In the middle hung another dark blue one with a hole on its side, in which a spring of water created a waterfall that fell in a small basin carved at the bottom of the planet. There were orange, red, yellow, and more blue planets, but I could not remember them all. At most there were 12 altogether. These planets didn't seem to threaten the earth the way the moon had with a close-up profile, but instead hung idly in the pitch black sky. The cloud wisp, which I was beginning to think really was alive, had yet to finish its job, though. It wound around each of these planets, and one by one, they lost their grip on the sky and fell helplessly toward the unfortunate carnies. The wisp was fast, and planets crashed to the ground and rolled on top of screaming humans violently. Meanwhile, my family stood still and unharmed, fearless and a bit oblivious of the havoc bubbling around us. For some reason we were being spared. I suppose we were the only ones without nose rings and tattoos, but I wasn't sure if the planets knew the difference. I think the wisp did, though. The wisp seemed to be a spirit of some sort, possibly an angel or God Himself, who controlled these large rock bombs and aimed them at the deserving sinners. We watched helplessly as humans were crushed and killed under the two-thousand pound boulders, but I didn't feel a sorrow for these people, strangely enough. I woke up after the last planet fell.