A Dragon Named Moby

Dream | August 23, 2008

I was a dragon named Moby who hung out on a ship’s mast. I chased away any crazy creatures which attacked the ship, or helped fight pirates and that sort of thing, though I did suspect that the ship I was attached to was a pirate ship, or perhaps some sort of merchant vessel.

Most of the time my tail was wrapped around the mast and my head was up around the crow’s nest. Life was pretty easy.

The crew was complaining about some rather large fish that had taken up residence underneath the ship and were disturbing its progress through the water. They told me to go investigate, so I dived into the water. It was very dark under the ship and it took awhile for my eyes to adjust. Suddenly a huge eye opened and I could see the gigantic black shape of a whale! But it seemed rather benign and moseyed off before long. The pressing concern was a huge, vicious fish that became clearer to me as my vision improved. It snapped at me and made aggressive moves as I swam near the keel. It seemed to be as long as the ship and was nestled close to the hull like a pilot fish under the belly of a shark. This was certainly what was causing the erratic course of the vessel, and thus it was my task to get rid of the nuisance.

Of course, under water I could not breathe fire, and during the dream I don’t recall ever doing so anyway, but I did have some sort of sharp spear that protruding from my pointy and almost tube-like mouth, so that I could inject this weapon into the fish and other adversaries. With this I attacked the fish repeatedly and succeeded in driving it away from the ship and ultimately killing it. Toward the end of the dream I recall feasting on huge portions of cooked fish, curiously with a fork, until I woke up.

The day before this dream occurred I had heard Moby’s Porcelain.

In my dreams I’m dying all the time

Perhaps this is where the name Moby came from. I had also looked up the animated movie Fantastic Planet, which featured a dragon-like creature chasing the Oms.