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Wonderful.
Just wonderful.
Thus were my thoughts, as I opened my eyes, and was met with the screeching of beings bigger than I had ever seen with my own eyes.

This will not end well.

This was one of those dreams.
Those weirdly lucid, and far too well educated ones.
“Oh I know, lets drop her in an era that she is not built to survive at all, and see what happens!”
Very funny….

- What are you?

Well hello mr. Morganucodon, nice to meet such an early forefather.
Why not….
What are you, he had said…

- I’m a mammal like you.
- A mammal?

What now?
How do you explain to a mammal that he is a mammal?
Palaeontologists used to point at the cranium, the ear and the jaw bone when distinguishing mammals as early as him.
Surely this little guy would not know the shape of his jaw bone…
“Dear mr. Mammal, I can tell you that you are a mammal, because you have ears.”
That would never work, would it…

Did he even need to know?

- I am one of your descendants.
- My species grow into beings like you?
- Amongst other things yes.
- … but you are too big, the dinosaurs will find you!

“Exactly!” I thought.

- The dinosaurs will go extinct.
- Really? When?
- Don’t know, depends on when we are now. Your species existed for quite some time.

I vaguely contemplated asking him if his species birthed live young. Or if that would come later.
The experts of my time were not sure.
Then I realised this was a dream, that all his answers came from my head…
And gave up on the idea.

- I am someone who will not live long.
- Oh. Well I will see you around.

And we parted ways.

Description
Wonderful.
Just wonderful.
Thus were my thoughts, as I opened my eyes, and was met with the screeching of beings bigger than I had ever seen with my own eyes.

This will not end well.

This was one of those dreams.
Those weirdly lucid, and far too well educated ones.
“Oh I know, lets drop her in an era that she is not built to survive at all, and see what happens!”
Very funny….

- What are you?

Well hello mr. Morganucodon, nice to meet such an early forefather.
Why not….
What are you, he had said…

- I’m a mammal like you.
- A mammal?

What now?
How do you explain to a mammal that he is a mammal?
Palaeontologists used to point at the cranium, the ear and the jaw bone when distinguishing mammals as early as him.
Surely this little guy would not know the shape of his jaw bone…
“Dear mr. Mammal, I can tell you that you are a mammal, because you have ears.”
That would never work, would it…

Did he even need to know?

- I am one of your descendants.
- My species grow into beings like you?
- Amongst other things yes.
- … but you are too big, the dinosaurs will find you!

“Exactly!” I thought.

- The dinosaurs will go extinct.
- Really? When?
- Don’t know, depends on when we are now. Your species existed for quite some time.

I vaguely contemplated asking him if his species birthed live young. Or if that would come later.
The experts of my time were not sure.
Then I realised this was a dream, that all his answers came from my head…
And gave up on the idea.

- I am someone who will not live long.
- Oh. Well I will see you around.

And we parted ways.