Undeveloped Frames

I saw the dinosaurs walking through the plains to the back of the hills. I was an observer. I was entertained, all types of them that I could not name exactly were following each other, walking in the same direction, disappearing as soon as they reached the back of the hill. It was one-dimensional, one-sided. They continued their pilgrimage as I got annoyed that all of them now disappeared from sight, the hill covering their progress, so I controlled it and repeated the seen over and over again until I grew tired and bored; I decided to wake up... and so I did.

I think I was 5 or 8 years old when I dreamt about this. This was the very first dream I remembered.