I dreamt that there was a terrible storm and a bunch of fish were thrown into the sky, but the air was dense enough that they didnโt come down. The fish were giant, and they seemed to follow everyone around. They flew freely around the sky until the news came in that they could fall. Everyone set up nets and other things to try to help the falling fish. They fell like feathers and they made almost no noise. I jokingly called one out and it came towards me, and it fell. This one fell faster than the others. It didnโt die when it hit the ground, but was a little hurt. It requested a bath full of water, and it revealed itโs true form to me. She was a beautiful woman disguised as a giant fish. She lived with us for the rest of our lives, and she was named Shelly.
