Strange thing to do; I never.
It was important,
then and now.
But abstract-
My Lord Shaper, Dream-Maker,
Follows every life.
Standing in darkness.
The Lord-of-Night walks by my side,
Bartering darkness and love.
Lord-of-Sleep, King-of-the-Dreaming-Place
dressed in the mantle of illusion.
Beware he is cold and not mortal-
I see, I know.
But don't feel.
What's real isn't truth.
I awake.
The world, shatter-glass, will cut.
Can wounds expose answers?