Kogens had a dream when he was knocked out. For such is the nature of sleeping amidst magic. Though his mind twisted and twirled as subtle did his body flinch. The creatures nearby barely noticed him. 

"A night sky overlooking a dark yellow snowy field that was lit, bright as day. Animals, creatures, cries of pain filled the gloom.
With more tracks in it than stars in the sky, there was an endless direction. Neither east or west determined it's course. Everywhere was simply the best description. The screeches, moaning, crying and chirping came to a hault. 

Green pages began storming down from the sky. Every touch turning him more into a burning insense, an offering, a sacrifice. Though the pages rested not on the floor, every step, every mile traveled was torment. A thousand ants on fire charged their way across his body. 

Water, water in the distance made a safehaven from this blood and fire storming from heaven. Diving in deep, the falling did not end. 
Rushing down the depths, a snowy landing brought an numbing stop to the fall.
Wipeing away the dust from his face, a hardend, coldstone pain imbedded into his chest.
Sweat on my arms, teeth clutched together, my heart began racing, hurting with every pound.
Stabbing in my chest, souring my throat, my knuckles were cramping with every breath. 
My jaw, my knees, my elbow, shattering of bone became the bane of my all.
Bone, bone, bone, skull stared me in the face. 

The icey embrace of a million dandelions gently brought flight to the weakly breathing boy.
An adormented light seated before him. On the inscribed walls behind it, there rested a corona of furious essence. 
Above it there rested curtains, weeds, willows and palmleaves. 
A deafening shaking brought about my nausea, my headache.
"Find me more, encore, go forth"

I cracked. I cried. "No!"
The weeds curled their way down and forcefully grabbed my feeth.
I was lifted. Carried away as i fell upwards. Soon, my knees were pressed together. As its grip tightened, my breath taken. 
Hips, squish, flailing my arms into the deep, desperation. 
I pulled left, right, left with no strength, no more.
Fighting the right to breathe, being shrouded in darkness, crushed. Gone, as the wind roamed through the weeds once more.

A heartbeat. Beats, beats, beats some more. A breath, filling all, inside my longues.
A crackeling lightning bolt coursing from my head to my back, to my knees, my elbows, to my fingers, my toes and the nails that rest upon them.
Rising from this river of dancing lights, the tips of my toes send out single waves across their streams with every step.
I touch my hands. The river turns a bright lightgiving orange in the nightblue lands. It twists, turns, rises and drops. 
A path of beauty before me. And in the end, there. 
In the distance, a clear vision, doubtless about what it could ever be, a bright light with firey adorned rocks.
"

Kogens wakes up to find a turtle-monkey staring at him from a tree.