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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l358&quot;&gt;Line 358:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;[https://avlis.org/viewtopic.php?f=86&amp;amp;t=116424 The Threat of the Great Dream Has Ended]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;[https://avlis.org/viewtopic.php?f=86&amp;amp;t=116424 The Threat of the Great Dream Has Ended]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;By various:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;By various:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>VoidHamlet: Added See Also</title>
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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l352&quot;&gt;Line 352:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the most complex illustrations in &amp;quot;The Dreamwalkers&amp;quot; is a single frame piece, centered around a crowned Elf woman on a throne. The omnipresent dragon is curled at the throne base, one eye tracking the onlooker. The woman's dainty feet rest onto the dragon's back. The elven woman's face is the one seen across the tarot series, notably in &amp;quot;The Mother / The Child&amp;quot;. In her right hand she holds a short sword, the blade inscribed &amp;quot;Justice&amp;quot; and pointed toward her bared breast. In her left hand she holds a set of tipped scales, joined with a ribbon labeled &amp;quot;Temperance&amp;quot;. The top measuring bowl is overflowing with water, spilling onto the bottom one. In this final depiction, the Elf's eyes are closed but for a third one, painted on her forehead. She looks terrifying—and terrified. The card is titled &amp;quot;The Hierophant / Justice / Temperance&amp;quot;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the most complex illustrations in &amp;quot;The Dreamwalkers&amp;quot; is a single frame piece, centered around a crowned Elf woman on a throne. The omnipresent dragon is curled at the throne base, one eye tracking the onlooker. The woman's dainty feet rest onto the dragon's back. The elven woman's face is the one seen across the tarot series, notably in &amp;quot;The Mother / The Child&amp;quot;. In her right hand she holds a short sword, the blade inscribed &amp;quot;Justice&amp;quot; and pointed toward her bared breast. In her left hand she holds a set of tipped scales, joined with a ribbon labeled &amp;quot;Temperance&amp;quot;. The top measuring bowl is overflowing with water, spilling onto the bottom one. In this final depiction, the Elf's eyes are closed but for a third one, painted on her forehead. She looks terrifying—and terrified. The card is titled &amp;quot;The Hierophant / Justice / Temperance&amp;quot;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;== See Also ==&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;By [[PCs:Thienna_Relimion|Thienna Thel]]:&amp;lt;br&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[https://avlis.org/viewtopic.php?f=86&amp;amp;t=123117 Three Sisters]&amp;lt;br&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[https://avlis.org/viewtopic.php?f=86&amp;amp;t=116424 The Threat of the Great Dream Has Ended]&amp;lt;br&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;By various:&amp;lt;br&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[:Category:Books|The Lost Princess]]&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[:Category:Books|The White Lady]]&amp;lt;br&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;[[Category:Poems]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;[[Category:Poems]]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<title>VoidHamlet: Created page with &quot;=The Dreamwalkers=  __TOC__  == Excerpts ==  ''From the eponymous lost work by Sage Miriel of Visimontium.''  === Excerpt, Prologue ===  The Hierophant's account begins&lt;br&gt; with one Orc maiden, free from sin&lt;br&gt;  Alarmed by voices from beyond&lt;br&gt; Yet all too eager to respond&lt;br&gt; Her hands betrayed her heart of gold&lt;br&gt; Cursed vial emptied, as foretold:&lt;br&gt; A sip would bring forth from the past&lt;br&gt; what Time itself had turned to rust&lt;br&gt;  Do mark h...&quot;</title>
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		<updated>2024-05-01T20:40:11Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;=The Dreamwalkers=  __TOC__  == Excerpts ==  &amp;#039;&amp;#039;From the eponymous lost work by Sage &lt;a href=&quot;/PCs:Miriel_Hana&quot; title=&quot;PCs:Miriel Hana&quot;&gt;Miriel&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href=&quot;/Visimontium&quot; title=&quot;Visimontium&quot;&gt;Visimontium&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#039;&amp;#039;  === Excerpt, Prologue ===  The Hierophant&amp;#039;s account begins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; with one Orc maiden, free from sin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;  Alarmed by voices from beyond&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; Yet all too eager to respond&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; Her hands betrayed her heart of gold&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; Cursed vial emptied, as foretold:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; A sip would bring forth from the past&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; what Time itself had turned to rust&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;  Do mark h...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;=The Dreamwalkers=&lt;br /&gt;
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== Excerpts ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''From the eponymous lost work by Sage [[PCs:Miriel Hana|Miriel]] of [[Visimontium]].''&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Excerpt, Prologue ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Hierophant's account begins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
with one Orc maiden, free from sin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alarmed by voices from beyond&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yet all too eager to respond&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Her hands betrayed her heart of gold&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Cursed vial emptied, as foretold:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A sip would bring forth from the past&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
what Time itself had turned to rust&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do mark her name and good intent&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For she won't only represent&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the first to tip the fated scales&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Hierophant will spin the tale&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
away from her and wakeful land;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yet she'll be with us in the end&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This pure soul the record joins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As Yen·efer, the Queen of Coins&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Excerpt, The Three Sisters ===&lt;br /&gt;
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One blood drop heralded a stream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Awakened from a timeless dream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A river now, it flowed in three&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Each sought her own way to be free&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Born Trouble, Hatred and Deceit&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Resolved their destiny to meet&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
as Storm, Wrath, Plague, to take their course&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yet, joined by bad blood at their source,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Their tether to the mortal coil&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By one misstep would quickly foil&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For Time is held back at a cost&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A dark pact forged in epoch lost&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blood bound to serve one fallen soul,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the Three must answer to her call:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Go where they may, they share this fate&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
If She should fall, their death won't wait&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Beyond the shattered prison glass&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
More malice yet shall come to pass&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Excerpt, Zelia's Story ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Seduced by beauty in her prime&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What started as an innocent crime&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Through desperation's door flung wide&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Allowed for something Dark to glide&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
on flightless wings unto broken heart:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Princess comes to play this part&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To be the Nightmare herself&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Soft whispers pushed her off the shelf&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Her madness swept her ever down&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Her hand, her kin in blood to drown&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Wilsash's Great Dream devour'd her whole&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blind vengeance drove her, above all&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A final trade to feed her spite:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Dark Lady offered Lady White&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Three children beautiful and vile&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
to do her bidding and beguile&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Three sisters bonded, mind and soul&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To be the mistress of them all&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the Princess paid a bitter price:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Her wings, her true faith, and her eyes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Soon folly followed reckless plan&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blood marred the palace of Toostán&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
While in the forests far away&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Three children from their task did stray&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
All trapped in glass; Their mother's wrath&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
consumed Cloud City in her path&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The fell Princéss she cursed to sleep&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Forever in a Nightmare's Keep&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A drop of blood she sealed behind&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Until an innocent soul would find&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the vial accursed, and drink their fill&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
her prison's door won't be revealed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And even then, there'd be a cost:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Princess of Toostan was lost&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Nightmare Lord her soul had claimed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Not much was left—not even her name&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Excerpt, Zelia's Return ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Uncounted times the stars had spun&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Till vial's prison come undone&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Dreamcall comet split the sky&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Fate faltered, as directed by&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the Puppeteer of the Blind&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Time's clockwork staggered to unwind&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Our days grew short and rest was brief&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The nighttime did not bring relief&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The grinning Moon was no one's friend&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Dream had spilled from end to end&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Event horizon didn't look right&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The stakes rose higher every night:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Behind closed eyes a darkness loomed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To drift and dream meant certain doom&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Unknowing of herself at first&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Lost Princess on world's stage was thrust&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blind Puppet's stride, Dark Prophet's tongue&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nightmare's litanies she sung&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In wakeful lands she walked again&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Until she chanced one mortal man&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Her path to cross, her chant to hear:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eudaimon faced her with no fear&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His manner frank and unrehearsed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Alas, the Princess' touch was cursed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blind as she was, her gaze he sensed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and pledged his all in her defense&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Through many nights Eudaimon stirred&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
His mind in darkness blazed and burned&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Lost Princess' freedom to regain&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
he plotted; Time and time again&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
his best designs would come to nil&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In restless dreams he roamed until&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the Luminous Tower rose ahead:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He found himself awake, instead&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Last chance for him to turn about&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Surrender to a creeping doubt&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For he has everything to lose—&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Belay that! Still the same he'd choose!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Unspoken deadline drawing close,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He throws the gauntlet of his cause&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Our common sense this Fool offends!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Council of the Mind all stand&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
against him; they are in accord:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Such madness they could ill afford&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This dubious lot still met Fool's goal:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They stood united, after all&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As for the Fool, if too far gone&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He knows he won't succeed alone&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To see this madness through the end&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Allies he'd need—and more so, friends&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Excerpt, The Ship of Fools ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Not one to care for the rules,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eudaimon leads the Ship of Fools&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His hands the wheel, his heels the stern&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Many-as-one each take their turn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In one-as-many voice he sings&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When starry night a quiet brings,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He glances at the Sage again&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(No riddle this; he's just a man)&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A smile his lips begins to crack:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
One day, perhaps, she will look back&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A furrow on the Sage's brow:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Hierophant of Here and Now&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Child before, a Mother then,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It's hard to tell which one was when&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She reaches out to intervene&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and play her magic on the scene&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Still not the one to deal the cards&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Elemmiire of the Stars&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A shadow grows, alarming fast&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
the Sailor, Straccio, at the mast&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Too late, the party would perceive&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
More cards inside one traveler's sleeve&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For this one walks the Path of Dust:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;We all are Fools for him to trust!&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dust never rose to stir a feud:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Storm into his teacup brewed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
This Storm's dark shadow hid, Owl said,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Another Dreamer, this one Dead&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A wicked snicker split Dust's face&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Blink and he's gone!—without a trace&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Excerpt, The Willow Island ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Storm engulfed the ship with ease&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The tall waves offered no release&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and left them clutching at the ropes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A gasp for air, a glint of hope?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For in the storm's eye overhead&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Appeared familiar silhouette&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Her wings outstretched, her shadow bound&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Beyond the storm, on higher ground&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A pause beneath the willow tree&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She borrows time, to be set free&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Bone white tea cup in Zelia's hand&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She bargains more than they can spend&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Split seconds spill, small hours slip&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nary a moment for a sip&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A-tick-tock beats her heart's refrain&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She smiles and pours a cup again&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A final riddle joins the rhyme&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The cards are shuffled one last time&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Excerpt, The Forest River ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A glimmer on the watershed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Reflected Moon and Stars ahead&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A river flows inside this dream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A lonesome Otter braves the stream&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Beyond the reach of Fools and Seers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A forest fire's drawing near&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A She-Wolf flees on quiet paw&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Along the stream, she spies an Owl&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This Owl is a veracious guide&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The She-Wolf's primal fear abides&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The White Rose held in beastly teeth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Declares the ardent heart beneath&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Excerpt, The Graveyard ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;Nightmares. They show what we carry within.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—Eudaimon Dawnblade&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Excerpt, The Temple of Time ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;small&amp;gt;Time is nothing. Timing is everything.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
—Eudaimon Dawnblade&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Excerpt, Zelia's Release ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A dawn of victory unfurled&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Our world was saved, but in this world&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There was no cure for Zelia's grief&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Princess chose her last reprieve:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
She faced unto Dagáth's domain&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yen cried and begged her to remain&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As Zelia's body turned to dust&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Her own Yen offered, as she must&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Such deal the Sands of Time ignored&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yet there was something else in store&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
for our willing sacrifice:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Gift of Winged Mother's own device&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
While Yen stood tall, her frame grew slight&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hair flaming red, now framed by white&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
wings feathered; an unwitting host&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Reflecting Zelia's beauty lost&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Excerpt, Epilogue ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
From Dream to Dust, the story flew&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Recounted now but by a few&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Time takes Fate for another spin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A skull alone remains to grin&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Atop a magic staff aglow,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
He laughs onto the Sage below&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The witness to a wicked joke&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
of one who Dreamed and then awoke&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A onetime child, bereft of youth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In vain she searches for the truth&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The open book becomes a cage&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Alas, the hand that scribed the page&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
May hold the quill but not the key&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
No trace of recognition; She&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
who lives to tell the story now&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Remembers nothing anyhow&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;sub&amp;gt;[https://avlis.org/viewtopic.php?f=274&amp;amp;t=122547 Source]&amp;lt;/sub&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Excerpt, Epigraph ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Lord of Nightmares spells disaster''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Weaving shadows from his throne''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Are you lonely, dungeon master,''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
''Now that all the players are gone?''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Dramatis Personae ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fool, Soldier, Swordsman, Many-as-One - [[PCs:Eudaimon_Dawnblade|Eudaimon Dawnblade]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Dragon, Playground Keeper - [[PCs:Hebrin_Maul|Hebrin Maul]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Owl - [[PCs:Elladin|Elladin Ashtar]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sailor - [[PCs:Straccio|Straccio]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
White Rose, Wolf - [[NPCs:Auryna_Ak%27hanrye|Auryna Ak'hanrye]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Weeping Willow, Mother/Child, Arcanist/Seer - Sage [[PCs:Miriel_Hana|Miriel]] of [[Visimontium]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hanged Man, Storm - [[PCs:Anomandaari|Dust]] the Philosopher&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Otter - [[PCs:Ji%27mas_Esyle|Ji'mas Esyle]]&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Queen of Coins - [[PCs:Yenefer_Urgash|Yen·efer Urgash]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Tarot Illustrations ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''Based on the deck popularized by [[PCs:Kaz'shardra Aske|Kaz'shardra Aske]].''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Illustration, The World ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The first illustration in the series is an unsettling representation of the tarot card &amp;quot;The World&amp;quot;. In the four corners are female faces with fiendish features. The center figure stands to tradition: an Avariel maiden swept in a joyous dance above the clouds. She would be lovely, if not for her gouged eyes and wing stumps. Rather than a pair of royal batons, she holds a stake in each hand. Her eye sockets and the stakes are dripping with blood. A dark ouroboros twists behind her, the theme repeated by the circlet in her hair: a rope of snakes. Perhaps the most disturbing detail is the Avariel's elated smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Illustration, The Queen of Coins ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This card is split in three horizontal panels equal in size. The top and bottom are those of an Orc-blood woman of brutish beauty, attired in a wizardly robe. The robe's chest front, sash and skirt are each embroidered with a large circle, three in total, resemblant of sun disk coins. She holds a pristine white mask a small distance away from her tattooed face. In the middle section of the card, the woman's figure is proportionally smaller, with the flight feather tips of Avariel wings in the background. The card is titled &amp;quot;The Queen of Coins&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Illustration, The Fool, The Soldier ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This card is divided vertically, splitting the image of a young Human man in two halves. The figure's left side affects a torn, motley hermit's robe, adorned with bells. His long hair is tangled with twigs and straws, his eye bulging mad. His left hand is placed upon his heart. The figure's right side is clad in chainmail, face and hair concealed behind a helmet. The helmet reaches over his cheekbone, leaving uncovered his ear and a closed eye. His right hand rests upon a long sword's pommel. The card is titled &amp;quot;The Fool / The Soldier&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Illustration, The World Tree, The Tower ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This illustration follows the same style as the tarot cards. However, it departs from the known humanoid characters and into the animalistic. In the background is a dragon, aloof in the sky, wings spread to brace the scene. Below him, a barren willow tree fills most of the space. A large owl is perched, watchful, amidst the swooping branches. Outlined against the tree roots and the river bank is a wolf on the run, carrying a white rose in her teeth. In the background is a forest fire. In the river swims an otter, his shape defined and at the same time, concealed by the current. The card is titled &amp;quot;The World Tree / The Tower&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Illustration, The Mother, The Child ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This card is divided diagonally, joining the image of an elven woman in two mirrored halves. Where the female shape on top is gaunt, scarred and pale, her hair cut close to the skull, the one below has a child-like softness to her face and frame, with long tresses that have never known scissors. Each half reaches a hand to the other, their willowy fingers never quite touching. What truly unites the halves are their haunted eyes. The card is titled &amp;quot;The Mother / The Child&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Illustration, The Sailor, The Hanged Man ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This landscape follows the same style as the tarot cards. Protective, if distant dragon wings span the horizon, offset against dark storm clouds. In a turbulent sea is a ship, tilted precariously over a monstrous wave, nose diving in the void below. A middle-aged Human stands at the ship's stern, the perspective exaggerating his face. He grasps the railing for dear life, eyes wide with what could be wonder, fear, or both. He is not alone; others hold fast behind him. Above them is a crooked humanoid figure hanging upside down off a spreader mast, sporting a maniac's grin. The card is titled &amp;quot;The Sailor / The Hanged Man&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Illustration, The Hierophant, Temperance, Justice ===&lt;br /&gt;
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One of the most complex illustrations in &amp;quot;The Dreamwalkers&amp;quot; is a single frame piece, centered around a crowned Elf woman on a throne. The omnipresent dragon is curled at the throne base, one eye tracking the onlooker. The woman's dainty feet rest onto the dragon's back. The elven woman's face is the one seen across the tarot series, notably in &amp;quot;The Mother / The Child&amp;quot;. In her right hand she holds a short sword, the blade inscribed &amp;quot;Justice&amp;quot; and pointed toward her bared breast. In her left hand she holds a set of tipped scales, joined with a ribbon labeled &amp;quot;Temperance&amp;quot;. The top measuring bowl is overflowing with water, spilling onto the bottom one. In this final depiction, the Elf's eyes are closed but for a third one, painted on her forehead. She looks terrifying—and terrified. The card is titled &amp;quot;The Hierophant / Justice / Temperance&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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