The Nomad Chronicles

The devil comes to me in my dreams, and he tells me things.
Gawn is the devil,
and the devil is Gawn.
Gawn is the Dream Warrior Master.
The Dream Warrior Master is Gawn.
Gawn is Pan, and Pan is Gawn.
Gawn is Bacchus, Bacchus is Gawn.
Gawn is Noah, Gawn is Yoda
Gawn is the Dream Warrior Master the Dream Warrior Master is Gawn

Gawn is sitting is kneeling on my chest, shaking my shoulders and slapping my face awake. " Hey wake up you idiot you are late! Wake up, you are dreaming! You have to get ready, magus. "

I rubbed my eyes and stand up

" You don't need to rub your eyes or take a shower, or urinate. You're in the Dream World now,so forget about that silliness."

I grab my vampire costume, and put it on. I transform it to something much more sinister and magical. Horns grow out of it and it crackles with purple lightning. Tiny black thorns grow out of the sleeves.

Gawn disappears. Gawn?

Gawn? Where are you?

I hear hollow laughter coming from everywhere and nowhere. Damn you, Gawn!

I open a portal to the moon, cover myself with my witch blade, my symbiote, then the merkabah, then I leapt into my spaceship, and fly to the wormhole.