They are good words, Kitty Jones. [which seems a redundant name for a cat, but his face holds no judgement. No surprise, either, although interest shows in lifted brows.] Do you find them a comfort, worlds away?

As for my master, he is the dream, and the dreaming. My Lord has taken many forms and names, but that remains - all things which live and dream have come to know him, and visit his realm in their sleeping hours.