Dionysus You dream. A wide expanse of gray, another moon. You stand before blue skinned individuals, who gently guide you here & there. They are not

treating you as a sick man or a weak one, but as a revered leader. A female ender, pregnant, paints with red liquid on a strange canvas, & the world distorts

around her. A shining, pure human stands between a man who looks like him & an army. An old man who is also a

Dionysus child leads a small army of children out of harm's way in a vessel in space. A dream made icy, wintry flesh has three arms & staves off evil.

A man with a silver arm stands before a river of time & swims it. An athak of all three varieties travels between worlds at will.

Dionysus Another man with a shining, pure soul stands beside the female ender, & his look is tender. He is missing the hand opposite the one you are

missing, but in its place is a shimmering hand of light. An empath woman stands near to them both, & sorrow rolls off of her, a deep rooted feeling of

inadequacy that she never lets out. A masked being whose true form is unknown to himself dances between each group, b

Dionysus egging to be useful. A man whose cloak is silver flame stands beside them, giving his life again & again.

Dionysus And a harpling quietly walks amongst them holding a torch that is faith.

Dionysus A woman, naked amidst ice, looks longingly to the Winter Prince, but cannot touch him. An ice elf, callous & cold, awaits her chance to face

a monster. A boy with a spiderbite plays a song for a crow, who watches passively.

Dionysus A rat in a mask scurries through the legs of her betters. A dragon in woman form beats the ground for percussion, summoning a myriad swarm of

dragons.

Dionysus And then, a thousand thousand Toutants spread out before you on a plain.

• Arsul looks toward their beginning

Dionysus A clouded darkness.

Dionysus However, you can also see all the ones yet to come. And all the ones that currently are.

• Arsul moves his gaze down the line after seeing his way blocked again

Dionysus You see, far into the future, a Toutant who is missing his hand. He has another hand sewn on where his should be, & he stands before a flock

of crows. Holding out his replacement hand in a stopping gesture, the crows fall to the ground, stunned.

Arsul (I know what the Crows represent? I mean, is that a common knowledge thing?)

Dionysus It's not common knowledge, but I'm sure Arsul has figured it out.

Arsul ok

• Arsul looks for himself in the crowd of his family

Dionysus It takes you a moment to realize you'd have to have a mirror to find you.

• Arsul gives up his search

Dionysus A voice, deep, proud, "You know your fate, son. Nothing has changed."

Arsul "Everything has changed but my fate."

Dionysus "Think, son! If your fate remains unchanged, then nothing has changed. This has always been true. And just as this has always been true, so,

too has it been true that you succeed despite it. You find a way, somehow. Your heart grieves for its loss, & well it should, but look!" He points into the

future, "Time has no meaning. You are the greatest cellist there ever will be. You are the wielder of the First

Dionysus Song. You are the Prophet Toutant."

Dionysus "And you have one hand. You always have, at this time, had one hand. Back then, you had two. Perhaps, if you look closely, you will see

yourself with two hands once more. Perhaps not. That is up to you, and yet, it is true."

Arsul "I know. I will wield the Song. I just-- I shall miss feeling music throughout myself. It is the greatest feeling there is."

Dionysus "You can remember the feeling?"

Arsul "Yes. Memory is sweet but it makes us long for the past. As a follower of Fate I know I shouldn't dwell. Perhaps I should stop turning toward our

own beginnings? Perhaps the future is the only place for prophets."

Dionysus Your father smiles, "Right now, you see through the eyes of all Toutants. We are here for you. Time has no meaning to us. Face the future, my

son. Your fate awaits you."

Dionysus Seeking visions, Mr. Toutant?

Dionysus What question?

Arsul is there a way to get my hand back?

Dionysus Your own hand specifically, or any hand?

Arsul my hand

Dionysus You see yourself waiting for thousands of years until that future Toutant stuns the Devil, then he hands it back to you.

Arsul What are alternative hand options?

Dionysus In the Dream Realm, a silver dwarf prays a new hand for you. On another moon, dry & gray, a hall carved out of time & stone. On Shem, the

Alpha Shemir makes you one for an unknown price. On Shem, Guiteau gives you one made of plant life. On Shem, Domy gives you his.

Arsul Which will feel most like my own?

Dionysus On another moon, dry & gray, a hall carved out of time & stone.

Arsul Will Magnum retrieve it?

Dionysus It shows you & he in the chamber.