Portent

I awakened and have come  downstairs. I dream't I was in a forest, it was abundantly green, trees, ferns large and small, leaves everywhere. And then before my eyes it began to sprout misshapen brown bulbous fungi of varying sizes and large proportions, altering the landscape. Looking further I could see movement in the leaves, slithering reptiles maneuvering behind innocent colorful birds. Then the sky began to turn deep black, an overpowering blackness, like ink, forming little enveloping fishers and tributaries in the sky, then total darkness.