Every night hands you a message in pictures — a serpent in the water, a tooth come loose, a house with a room you never knew was there. This is the dictionary back into that language, and the long memory of everyone who tried to read it before you. Bring the dream you woke from and watch the old keepers of the art answer it, one symbol at a time — where they agree, and where they quietly differ. Not fate handed down: a mirror held at an angle you cannot manage alone, showing you what is already moving in you, while there is still time to meet it.
