Poisoned Dreams (event)
According to reports by my assistants I collapsed mid-ritual, falling into a deep slumber from which I could not be awoken for nearly a full day. My hopes that it was a harmless mishap slowly erode as successive nights see my dreams warp and twist. Nightmares with the faces of my parents stalk me through blood-sodden forests, trees of coiled and fleshless bodies moan alluringly. My waking hours are haunted by the unbidden memories of the unspeakable acts my nightly pursuers force me to commit, and the looming dread of having to lay down for sleep as the sun sets once more.my god, grant me relief from slumber.