Once upon the misty swamp there was Oorbgh, Oorbgh loved the swamp and he was tired so he decided to sleep on it. With time other beings notice him and started worshipping him for his oniric properties, a small cult formed and the swamp was renamed the oniric swamp.


    Thanks to his properties and the cult, many beings from different worlds come to the swamp worshipping him, including a handful of humans.


    The story talks about a human who entered the swamp and found the cult.


    I was laying on the naked dark earth, confuse and disoriented, it was night, a profound night, no stars nor moon, only thunders of strange colours rage from afar giving me a little bit of light. I barely manage to stand up and look around, trees were growing backwards, the terrain was unregular, the mountains distorted, gravity seemed broken, everything looked like an impressionist painting, what kind of place was this? I saw a few pink lights from afar, maybe a village or city, behind some sort of mountain range, I decided to check them, maybe they could help me.


    The terrain switched between soft and hard without externals signs, the mountain was high and a maze of paths, I needed help. While looking around I saw a strange giant round mosquito with red eyes and no mouth going around flying near pink glowing stones. "I should have regulate the dose better" I thought to myself. While watching them the earth start moving and a far chant could be heard, the thunders become more violent, It was coming from the pink lights behind the mountains, the mosquito and the stones move toward the city, like attracted from something, soon many different animals were going to the city.


    It was not long before I encountered a creature similar to an anteater, he had no skin, his flesh was exposed revealing a long series of teeths running all through his body, maybe it was aggressive, but I must try to ride him, "Oh loth ah yuhan, oi woundier yohaw hi munege tho keth hiry" the creature said with the tone of a very old person.


    This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report."Wait you can talk?" I responded surprised.


    "Sire oi kan toukal, bur omi nor beri hood ot ito" the creature answer.


    "Can you understand me?" I said not understanding the creature.


    "Yis," he said moving his head in agreement.


    The anteater gave me a ride through the high mountains, I could understand very few words of what he was saying: ritual, sleep and Oorbgh were returning words.


    Soon we reach the city, a strange smoke was everywhere, the lights where very sparse and few between, most structures were illuminated only at their entrance, leaving most of them in the dark, I wonder what is in those rooms what kind of thing the darkness hide? Forgotten symbols and power, my urge to delve into the darkness was only momentary suppress by the anteater speed and hurry.  Strange creatures looked at me, behind windows, behind walls, I could feel something strange, something was watching me, something of big, some creature were very similar to humans, others indescribable and eldrich, many ate each other, many were sleeping.


    The chanting became stronger and more intense, a strange sensation of tiredness had taken hold of my body, " Wu Lust Yurri" the anteater said, shortly before rushing to reach the centre of the city.


    When I reach the centre I was nearly asleep, surrounded by temples and shrines, all kind of creature sleep, something was calling me, his son, the chants, the smoke, I was terrified, I wanted to go back, this was no more a dream or hallucination, soon great tiredness and sleepiness had taken hold of me, my strengths left me, it was in that moment that I finally saw him, Oorbgh[1] the dreamer, I laid on the ground, I had no more strength, and at that moment I finally understood the chants, right before falling into a deep sleep, dreaming, being, in different worlds.


    Once upon the swamp Oorbgh arrive


    Tired and sleepy he fell asleep


    Dreaming and snorting


    Soon great sleepiness took over the swamp


    And all creatures went dreaming with him


    Darkness finally had come and the sun was no more


    Oh Oorbgh we pray and serve you


    Make us dream of other worlds and realities


    So we can finally see the truth


    And transcend into places beyond the real[2]