Twas yesterday night- I wast drifting off to the land of dreams and clouds after dipping mineself into too much wine (once more!) and I swear I did hath the most disturbing vision of fire and prophecy that hath ever comest in minest eyes.
A single white puppy wast staggering, limbs cut off from the limbs, stomach cut open and bleeding profusely, neath the moonlight as I stepped out- and I swear it was from minest own house- into an enchanted, still dusk bay. The sound of the puppy's mewling didst dig into minest ears through the silence much profusely, stabbing them with all the fear and needles of a million screaming babes. The puppy span five times, complete spins, then fell over, thenst collapsed. I, in minest concern for the most pathetic animal, didst lean over to touch it. Upon doing so, it morphest into the most terrible beast I hath ever set minest eyes- either in the real or dream worlds- upon. I let out a dread scream. The creature leered up at me. I screamst some more. It madest to claw my face then stilled, and spake to me to cease my trembling. It callest himself "Kimchabu" and it spoke to mine chilled and terrified self on this beach of riches and gold beyond my wildest imaginings, of worlds beyond the human spirit and morality where luxury awaited those who wouldst seek it out and take it. It toldst me of a book of lore... a drop of blood... beyond that the details become cloudy... I awokest in a fever, adjacent twixt a pile of minest own sweat and vomit.
BUT WHAT CANST IT ALL MEAN?