…for there be dreams that dwell with this cage of bone, beating fierce within this night. Souls be sundered, they walk within my dreams. Separate lives, yet we are one, who walk this path tonight. Strange creatures here there be, ‘though familiar do they seem, for they are I, and I be they, but for this space in time. Verdant paths and desert winds are twin yet seldom joined. They that can not be, rise living within each breath. Turn I do, and toss upon these sheets, of silken cloth and wrinkled dreams, that transport to distant lands. Open eyes but waking not, I shift from land to sea. On shifting deck with snapping sails, I sense a distant shore. Light blooms above the sea, with noise and irritation. Rising up, I shuck the night, and see that dawn has come, and with it… waking and the day.