Oneiron

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Oneiron, the Plane of Dreams

You see only shimmering colors and shapes, all jumbled together.  Half-formed
impressions scatter all around you rapidly.  The area is reasonably well-lit.  A
constant, deafening cacophony of sound seems to come from all around you.  

Irla is here.  

There are no obvious exits.

A fun place to visit!

You reel as you are overwhelmed by a titanic influx of sensation, your essence
quickly being destroyed by the unbridled energies of pure physical dream essence.

You feel your identity begin to fray and tatter in the howling disruption of
pure physical dream-stuff.

   You can no longer remember anything.

   You can no longer feel anything.

   You try to scream in abject horror, but you cannot.

   You feel your soul being devoured.

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   Your body fails to obey you.

   You are utterly dissolved and erased from existence.

   Yogulet is torn from you.

   Your iridescent aelithandar katana is torn from your grasp.

You are no longer keeping your ring of dream essence because it has been
destroyed.

   Your ring of dream essence is torn from you.

   You realize that the power of dream-like flight you possessed has faded.

   You cease to float in the air.

   You feel the mundanity of waking existence return.

 You are no longer keeping your shimmering iron phantasmal throwing knife 
 because it has been destroyed.

 You are no longer keeping your paralemnos because it has been destroyed.

   Your paralemnos is torn from you.

 You are no longer keeping your pair of water wings because it has been
 destroyed.

 You are no longer keeping your yew compound shortbow because it has been
 destroyed.

 You are no longer keeping ST Key because it has been destroyed.

 You are no longer keeping your ring of poieoneira because it has been
 destroyed.

   Your ring of poieoneira is torn from you.

 You are no longer keeping your yellow plastic cube because it has been
 destroyed.

 You are no longer keeping hcloak because it has been destroyed.

   Your mirror katana darkens and fades until nothing remains.

   The area goes dark.

   Your mirror katana is torn from your grasp.

   Something subtle changes in your perhiperal vision, like some nagging trick of
   the light is fading.

   You die.

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