Inception

At last, it is time for slumber, and thus another battle begins. Brother tears at brother, avian screech met by owl's talon, and then one reigns victorious. Dreams spread across the stars, messages of import shared to the dreamers, passed on by the mighty Zandeer, the Gray Owl of Dylath-Leen.   We see the plane of Night, separated from the other worlds by the roaring River Styx, and a barrier made of betrayal -- a creature of Night, turned to Day. Alistair, the brightest star in the sky. We float over the midnight forests, over shimmering mists and bottomless lakes, until we arrive at the edge of the Lord of Night's domain, a clearing filled with wondrous flowers.   We see Hecate, Daughter of Carrot and Tesin Movahesh, her eyes as white as a Night Apple. She rests on the stump of a recently-felled tree, lips moving as she examines the futures of her kin... The Dreamer hesitates, but then dives in, and another vision begins.  
  All we see is darkness, but the nothing is alive with sound.   Alexander Marcus: "Bend your knee to him! But keep your heart, Val. As I do--"
Valentina Terris: "You keep no heart at all."
Mist: "Rain. Wind. Wild. War. What do they mean?"
David Bastion: "Forces of the jungle... Entropy. Know their sire, and you know them all."
Hades: "Why don't you love me?"
Catherine: "I am incapable of love."
Kesil: "I am a father, you see... At my very core. She was the only piece I couldn't abandon."
Lalantha: "Let me go!"
Annwen: "Where are the keys, brother?"
Chamas: "Mortem... Revivescere... Maledictum!"
Caesura: "I want answers!"
Rufus Geldenleaf: "I answer to no one."
Jestyr: "Come to Night, where the Raven Sings! The white bone mask of pain and screams!"
Black Owl: "Once he is found, the empty tongue. Twice he is bound, the weeping lung. Thrice he is twisted, the jester’s grin. At last he is lifted, the shepherd’s sin."   The two eldritch entities roar with laughter, and the darkness comes alive, split apart by violent entropy and purple light. A spiteful eye bursts open in the center, and the call of a beast consumes all other sounds.  
  Hecate gasps, her eyes sliding back down, now their usual color. She looks unwell, disturbed by what she's seen, but she leaps up regardless, and heads for the edge of the forest.   Our viewpoint doesn't follow her, it just watches as she disappears into the dark of the woods, and then the vision fades.

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