You make me shiver. It is as though you have peered into my thoughts, for I saw the gods, gods of Egypt and Greece and the monsters of far distant lands, held below in chains of shining light, pure, burning white. That is what I saw just before I woke, when I had fought and torn the masks off my tormentors, a vision of Tartarus. I see, though, you have put yourself to sleep by that book. I shall read it avidly; though I fear it will not cure my weariness, this little glimpse foreshadows the paths I must walk.
Dreams and Dreamers
Tale Told 