“Dragon” is such a vague category of creature with such a ridiculous diversity of bauplans. It doesn’t matter how big it is or how many legs it has or whether it has wings or not: you can call it a dragon if it is kind of snakey, and/or breathes fire (virtually anything that can breathe fire has the potential to qualify as a dragon).
Case in point, look at all these different things that are dragons:
idgaf about career development im using the rest of my 20s to build my lore
Fallen God / Rising Angel
he has 'baby raccoon in a live trap' energy
MY GOD WHAT HAVE I FOUND XD
I'm not sorry for having you know this exists XD
There's quite a few plot devices built into the Primeval Ideal, but an understated one is that it fulfills the generic cosmic horror trope of "learning certain topics make you go crazy-cuckoo-bonkers-bananas" in how it functions.
There's numerous reasons why eldritch knowledge might make you go off the deep end spanning the gulf of "the human mind was not built to process this information" to "reading this changes you so fundamentally that you can no longer relate to anyone else who isn't in the know," but reading something so spooky that you inexplicably and immediately go insane is, arguably, a little silly. Now, if reading this information caused a nightmare brain spider to start invading your dreams to eat your thoughts, a sudden descent into madness is a little more understandable.
once again thinking about this guy at the pigeon museum who was giving a little presentation about pigeon mating habits or something, and takes one look at me and my partner and immediately goes "oh and pigeons can be GAY, too!!!"
This show keeps getting better and better