A strange dream occurred to me about a week ago. I suddenly found myself upon an island paradise. Meandering through a labyrinth of futuristic utopian architecture, a spire glistening next to the coastline. Crystal waters and bleached foamy waves upon the shore. A crescent moon in a clear sky. But everything was an illusion. Paradise was in peril. Where the crescent would have its shadow there was void. And within the void an anchored starship extending narrow bridges towards the crescent.
A strange humanoid machine was reigning terror among the resort. But the colors were bold and vivid, not dark and insidious. Still, fear and excitement rushed through my veins throughout the night.
Waking up it was some kind of nightmare fairytale. And it hit me: those old fairytales are one in the same, are they not? So I got on the computer and felt the need to give my dream a title and logo. A blend of rigidness and fluidity.
Talk about making dreams into a reality! Just goes to show that the noggin gets creative when well rested.