Down comes the night. And into dreams we rise.

The Dreamshaper is ... who?

Shocking and exultant is the shaper of our dreams, who each slumber a mesmeric remix of the transcendent and infernal spins. Admire the evil, the perfidy, that the Dreamer redefines deeper to holy. “Navigator of Dreams” as west as darkness journey with us. Cut the heart, like diamond of carbon made, freaky yet serene in its gruesome loveliness. At limits of sight and light, in tenebrous ranges that curve into the abyss, work keenly on us, full in your powers.

The time of the singing of birds is come.

So that there be no forgetting, the ghost shall remain.