The Twelfth Dream Of The Waiting Prince

This morning, my Lord spoke to me of his dream of the night before. And he said to me, “My dear scribe, last night as I slept, I dreamt. I walked in silence through the corridors of this High Palace, undisturbed in my solitude up here above the clouds, beneath the light of the many moons. And it was only because it rained outside that I knew I was dreaming.”