http://www.merukis.net/irclogs/2007-08-11-arsul.txt

Dionysus: You dream, Arsul.

Arsul_T: neat

Dionysus: There's a garden of Dreams, where everything around you is someone's Dream, but they are not normal dreams, they are potent dreams. Two twins, two identical twins, fight, each slashing at each other with swords.

Dionysus: Then, you see the sounds of music whirl up, & the scene fades away. A symphony, the actual music itself, does battle with a symphony.

Arsul_T: one set of twins?

Dionysus: Yes, one set of twins.

Arsul_T: ok

Dionysus: Then, you see a naked man, eyes blood red, kissing the paragon of beauty in a winter wonderland.

Dionysus: Then, you awaken.