Dreams.

I dreamt of an eagle, but it was somehow wrong. It was sitting in a huge nest, packed with pigeons, and seemed to be their leader. It spread its wings across the entire width, covering all the pigeons, but for some reason, it didn't give the impression that it was protecting them. I approached it, and it looked at me so timidly, and I, for some reason, made a loud "woo-hoo!!" sound, as if to scare it. Well, it shouted back at me, almost like a Nazgûl, then flew high up (vertically, moreover) and returned to its place. This all happened near an water park in some wild and desolate place, which I had been dismantling before that. I was literally dismantling it with my bare hands, alone. And earlier, I wrote here in this thread about something that has nothing to do with dreams, but it does have something to do with that same water park.