On Both Banks

You have seen them in your dreams. You have caught glimpses of them from the corner of your eye. They move silently along the twisting paths that pass in-between. As dreamers toss and turn in fitful sleep, hungry nightmares watch for unwary prey. For these monsters, who have seen the twisting Manifold and smelled the writhing emanations of The City, sleep and wake are indistinct as life and death. Forever at the edge of our perception, their lives are lived On Both Banks.