Strange Dreams

I was standing on the battlements at Ft. George, an ancient fortress in Scotland.  I was overlooking the waters where the River Ness spills out to the ocean.  I turned my head and I watched several large helicopters coming in for landings and one taking off.  The old cannons had been re-arsenaled, and were standing ready with gun crews who were standing at attention as I walked past.  Someone wearing medieval armor with an SA80 slung over her back came up to me with an iPad.  Reports and such.  I looked them over briefly and saw that the situation was better than I had hoped.  We had found more survivors. The only thing that bothered me where the crows flying around.  Thousands of them…
This dream was right from Uprising UK.  I could smell the salt air and jet engine exhaust.  Don’t know if other authors actually dream in there created universes, but it was pretty dang cool.
A lot of people are telling me that Uprising UK was more fun to read than USA…. They are digging it more.  I like it better.
I just hope Russia lives up to it!