The Book of Onei is an antinomian dream grimoire, providing deceptive yet true information about the art of Oneiromancy or dream magic in the form of poetry, fantasy, and intentionally ambiguous instructions.
Clear water from a sacred stream
Has sanctified your vow,
But you remind me of a dream
That none remembers now.
You took a year I’d made of loss
And healed it in a day.
But that, I knew, would bear a cost
I wouldn’t care to pay.
Now none remembers what you said,
The grief upon your brow.
You told us all to worship dread-
And who remembers now?
– from the Book of Onei, Part III: The Powers of Onei