Noah righted himself in the air and looked at what he had come out of.
It hung before him, vast and slow, and it was the strangest living thing he had ever laid eyes on, and he had laid eyes on a great many!
It should be...
A Dream Gu!
It was insect and microbe at once and neither, a bloated golden body the size of a small moon that was somehow also translucent, with the murky dream-clouds he had just been inside visible drifting through its interior like weather.
Segmented plates ran along its length, soft and overlapping, and from between them extended the pale siphoning tentacles, now curling back inward, and beneath its body hung dozens of thin jointed legs that did not touch anything and did not need to. Its whole surface shimmered with the quality of a thing half-remembered on waking, edges that would not hold still, colors that changed depending on whether he looked directly at them!
And it had eyes.
