This morning my Lord spoke to me of his dream of the night before. And of this dream he now said, “My dear scribe, last night as I slept, I dreamt. And this dream was as cold as the ice that I find upon the walls of this Palace each morning when I rise. For in it I was a child again, and so frightened was I, and in need of such comfort and support, that I ran from the chamber. And I searched the halls for my mothers, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for my handmaidens, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for my sisters, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for my servants, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for my brothers, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for my guards, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for my teachers, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for my friends, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for my betrothals, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for the prisoners, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for our slaves, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for our subjects, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for the horses, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for the dogs, but none were there to be found. And I searched then for the crows, but none were there to be found. And so I had to return to my Father, the Emperor, who waited for me still in his hall. And as I stood before him, so frightened was I, and in need of such comfort and support, that I ran from the chamber. And I searched the halls for my mothers, but none were there to be found.”