Last night I had a dream of omen. There was a child-- the Prodigy, the Adept-- you know the kind. A proper Orphan (like all good Unity boys & girls) who is fated, moted with destiny, to be the wizard of the age. In the dream the boy is the Monkey, the cleverest ape but for Man. He was meant to be raised by the Lion-- who was the Pard of Lalala & the Singh & Aslan of the Shining Horde. The Good King, though in the Dream she is a woman & thus the Good Queen. She perishes in the vision, defending the Monkey, who is swooped away by the Bat. The Bat is the unknowing Shaman, who wears the Mask of Fear & the Belt of Cunning. The Bat takes the Monkey & dressed him in robin red, the brilliant plumage of the Bird. Of course, I as a Union Alpha reject monarchs & predestination, but this was the dream I had.
Green Glass Mirror.
Last night I had a dream of omen. There was a child-- the Prodigy, the Adept-- you know the kind. A proper Orphan (like all good Unity boys & girls) who is fated, moted with destiny, to be the wizard of the age. In the dream the boy is the Monkey, the cleverest ape but for Man. He was meant to be raised by the Lion-- who was the Pard of Lalala & the Singh & Aslan of the Shining Horde. The Good King, though in the Dream she is a woman & thus the Good Queen. She perishes in the vision, defending the Monkey, who is swooped away by the Bat. The Bat is the unknowing Shaman, who wears the Mask of Fear & the Belt of Cunning. The Bat takes the Monkey & dressed him in robin red, the brilliant plumage of the Bird. Of course, I as a Union Alpha reject monarchs & predestination, but this was the dream I had.
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