Not exactly a dream

As exhausted as I was I think I feel asleep as soon as my eyes closed. But despite being completely fucked out and on a bed with two equally sated gorgeous women, my rest was less than restful.

Shortly after falling asleep, my eyes opened and I seemed to be in a wildly different place than before. All around me were what looked like board game pieces. Except, either they were huge, or I was small. The Monopoly battleship towered over me. I backed away from a menacing looking troll, into a gigantic chess rook. Everywhere I looked there was random pieces and tokens, all of them motionless. All of a sudden, a loud thunderous rattle echoed through my surroundings. Ducking at the last minute I watched a huge black object bounce over me, coming to settle after knocking a couple Game of Life cars around, sending blue and pink pegs flying. Fuck...that looked an awful lot like the...

"Ah, there you are. My, my, my, you've been busy." A booming voice shook me to my core. Looking around wildly, I couldn't find the source. "You've only had the Eye of Cerdiwen for only a day and you've already done so much with it."

Panic started to rise in me. "Who's there? What's going on?" I tried to keep my voice from wavering.

"Oh, of course, you can't see me from down there, can you? Allow me." ::SNAP:: I felt like I had been fired out of a cannon. The game board fell away as it. Struggling to keep my eyes open I fought about of vertigo. "That should be better. Now, shall we talk?" Asked the voice that was very feminine, but definitely sinister. I don't know what I was expecting, but whatever it was, it was not what I saw when I opened my eyes.

"There we go. That's a good boy. Now, you don't know me, but I've been watching you my dear." Before me stood was a...woman? It was definitely a female form, but the large horns spiraling out of her bright red hair were certainly new. Her pale white skin was adorned with intricate tattoos that seemed to include text in a language I couldn't recognize. She was clothed, but in a truly unusual fashion. She had a dress on, parted to reveal her milky smooth thighs. Her top appeared to be a combination of a vest made of dark black feathers and a chain harness. My eyes focused on her bright red lips for a minute before I noticed the large gnarled staff she was carrying, the top of which was crackling with power.

"Our time hear is limited. And we have much to talk about. And no, pinching yourself won't wake you up."