Dreams are where the metadata of infinity Lives, dies and lives again When everything is true And a thought away It isnt about what is real So much as How it connects Turtles all the way down Turtles all the way up Roshomon the halls of dream Every dreamer a lord The Dreamer dreams the walls that stay The Four Towers And the Four Corners of the Earth Numbers are a higher octave than dream But even dreams can have math Even if it uses dream math There's a rhyhtm to the world. There's beauty in chaos That is true But when a shovel hits you in the face You forget about The Rhythm of the World. Time. Time was the one thing there was never enough of. You were not dumb. Not really. You just didnt't think quikly. You felt the world go by Like you were the slowest of turtles But smarter than other people thought And so you made your way in the world And you became Grave Robber And you made a pact To repay the descration of Death With the Sanctifaction of Death You dug into the deeper truths Where once you dug into thought Then you dug into mystery But you do not understand this when you are awake And you only dream it when you are asleep And hear whipsers of voices Vices of deep Deep and powerful things You hear the Dreamer And the Dreamer is in your mind And your mind is not built like the others Have you ever been Enchanted When your mind is not your own But if you are enchanted Your will is not your own Even if it is but a single compulsion Moving your mind with an Elephant hook Except The Hook is in Your Brain You are the Elephant And its purpose is to train There have been four missions That the bones have done so far And then we parted ways for a while.... This wa when Lord Death Became moret han a distant shadow He tapped me on the shoulder And moved melike a widow The wound in the world was healed Good work done means more work Thats the reward To work for the right to work Is that how the song goes? And goes And goes again.... And then we parted ways for a while.... And the third mission was through the looking glass To the world of upside down Where I could hear the whispers To sometimes not make a sound A whisper of the pulse At the edge of the universe Told me to keep my mouth shut And I learned some wisdom I am not smart But if I take my time to think I can be wise And hat is better than nothing And so from the Blue Rook's tap The clock was turned upside down And I prereemmbered to make a deal With the Archivist Below And so I am enchanted For a year and so I know Once a day I check the scroll To keep the burning at bay And still also do the will of Death And just try to live my day And the universe was made right except of course for me For a year anda. day I must listen And obey The deep magic Woudln't it be Lucky if there was a layer On a layer On a layer Its not the loop of time this time But recursion of the infinite iteration The fourth mission was special And four doors we received One of Strife in dungeon crawl To an anicent viking tomb Except somehow that was Death So the pattern double blinds One of mystery And sorceryLikely the echoed orc plague The ghoul cult seems but simpel strife But either way the flame is clear Fate has paid a mission And the price you paid twice now dear Or is it all the prophet The rela one not you fool Or is it the Knight errant Or one of the crew The Bearer of the Horn As Roland's Tower of old Or is it the shadow of the mystery Of the final door of death ticking clocks shooting star will you soon be lost? A surce is a cusrse for a reason a violation of a law humanity has hubris the land is the ing the king is the land Someone killed the royal line The horn th ehorn th ehorn is more than you think it is and not Soon the necromancer May revenant a death To avoid a vital contract That which fate has weft four towers for doors of fate four has turned to five is there then a final door that we ahve not contrived but when you are enchanted you cannot say some things for if you choose a certain door obligations it will bring Sometimes Kings Failed Sometimes Churches or Priests broke their word And in those times The Only Justice That You Had Was the Justice You Carried Witin Yourself. But the one who spins the balance is the shadow fae that was a human that is something more that leads the group for thereis no one officially who captains our motley band But I lend an ear to the ground that says You should listen to understand Dreams are where the metadata of infinity Lives, dies and lives again When everything is true And a thought away It isnt about what is real So much as How it connects Turtles all the way down Turtles all the way up The Dreamer dreams the walls that stay The Four Towers four towers for doors of fate four has turned to five Have you ever been Enchanted When your mind is not your own For a year anda. day I must listen And obey But I lend an ear to the ground that says You should listen to understand
