With the crowing of the cock I found myself deeply enchanted by that diabolical Sleep Wizard, servant of Morpheus and his cold brother Thanatos. Like a weak woman running against the strong rush of a river, I moved inside his foggy realm. I knew that even the Dew of the Mountain would be hard in breaking this spell. His Sleep Hammer falls on me with crushing blows. But a warrior does not quit.
The Magical Bean of Caffeinus is wooing the Queen of Amazonia with it's sweet song of strength. Long she was under it's control, and had broken free, but now she once again partakes of it's deep magic.
