Sometime between 7:30 and 9:30 AM on March 15, 2011 I had a dream. One of those dreams in where a life-time seems to move in an instant.

In that dream there was this animal, a pet or a companion, I don't know. Was mostly horse-like I guess, and my family came into possession of it. It was a time of happiness, and those with a loved pet I'm sure can relate regardless of whatever you have. (My dog is sleeping on my bed as I type this, so yeah I have one)

As with most dreams it's hard to retain the details, but I do remember bits and parts of it. Playing with it, thinking about house training this thing. Though I 'know' it was a she, as I got trampled over by her while playing (it hurt but it didn't) thinking two things: "Would this hurt more if she had horse shoes?" and a passing thought about as she moved over me that if I got hit by junk, then the she would be a he, but that didn't happen.

I remember family members riding her, running with her, jumping and such. Though I suppose as with all good things, they come to an end; and as such was the twist to this particular dream to ensure I remembered her... I guess.

She was injured in a fall at some point, a note of brittle bones. A passing mention that the genetic make-up was unpredictable with the cross between a zebra and a panther. I remember checking over her legs, noting the paws at the end of her hind legs and that those were the ones that had been ended up injured. I think we decided to bring her back to wherever she was created from or something; but I got the feeling she wanted something else.

She wanted to fly, so I just remembered picking her up and helping give her the running start she needed to take her first flight. So I watched her fly off, with mixed feelings of joy and sadness; cause it was a beautiful sight yet at the same time I knew she was probably doomed from the earlier injury.

In one of those out of place elements that dreams had she landed on a power-line, and mid-warning of to be careful not to 'ground' herself, it happened and was electrified and killed right there. She dropped to the ground lifeless, a crowd gathered, fascinated by the unusual sight of the mysterious creature. I approached with a lot of sadness, already covered by a sheet by someone which I removed and I guess.. mourned her.

Then I woke up, with some reason a name echoed in my mind of "U-Trom" so that's her name, I guess.

If I dream, and I forgot, did she exist? But I didn't forget, and when I woke up I had this... urge not to forgot, to remember, to make her exist, so I drew. I don't think I can do justice to what I saw in my dream, but this is as close as I can get now.

I'm not sure what it really means to me, but this is the result.