So far, this is the only image I have retained from last night's dream:
I am in a hallway of a school, or a similar old building. There is a wide staircase to my right with a landing then stairs continuing to the left. I am with other people, all of whom are in a very jovial mood, but my attention is focused on the noise that is coming from upstairs. It sounds like a commotion made by a struggling animal, a frantic thrashing.
I ask about it, and someone offhandedly tells me that yes, some sort of animal has been captured. Suddenly, I see what it is - because it is tethered, it can only fly a short distance to the landing, and back again.
It's a small dragon! The hide is a deep chocolate brown, and the wings are stubby and small, as though they haven't fully developed yet. I see the tether tighten and choke the animal back with a snap as it flies to its length. I feel horrified at its suffering, but know that I cannot do anything about it, because at that moment, someone comes along and tells us we have to leave the building.
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