The Mermaid, the Centaur & Picasso

I had a dream once that I went to a university for creatures from the mythical realm and human realm. I was in the Gymnasium sneaking into the pool and at the edge of the pool, where I was preparing to dip my toes, this mermaid appeared from the deep blue water and she peeked up at me. She had these purple galaxy eyes and neon orange eyelashes and eyebrows, her skin was glowing a light electric blue and we immediately fell “in love”, it was a spark of eros and a pure beautiful simple “yes” between us. She came out of the water and when she was dried off her legs came back and we decided to go running around the campus to see what was going on; it was a Friday night and the campus always had the best lectures and activities Friday nights. Dimensional boundaries didn't exist here, historical figures could come and go like time traveling, but it wasn’t considered time traveling because our school belonged to a dimension between reality so Fridays were the days they’d come to meet and greet us. We knew Picasso was giving an art lesson in one of the lecture halls, he comes the most, and when my mermaid friend and I arrived in a blushing bounce there were people in the hall popping those little confetti poppers, Spanish music was playing some people were drinking wine with their canvasses in front of them as a suggestion of participation and Picasso was dancing with one of the women in the front of the room where he hung this huge piece of cloth that had strokes across that represented a light structure of something to come. Me and the Mermaid entered the room dancing when this centaur picked me up and put me on his furry back and spun the mermaid around and we were having so much fun. We stayed and socialised there for a while before exiting with the centaur and took him to a dorm room where we all three made love.

The school year went on and me, the mermaid and the centaur stayed interspecies lovers and it was the best.