“I'm dreaming; either that or I'm strung out on DMT. The hyperdimensional elves are here with me again, but they appear to be on a coffee break this time. Usually when I visit, they're hard at work weaving the fabric of the universe from superstrings; now, though, they're dancing amongst these wispy clouds that seem to have music emanating from them. It sounds like... well, like the kind of music t”
