The Tra shamans return from the Nod, bringing with them the philosophy of the Dreaming. The Shamans have developed their own view of the dreaming, one colored by their own dreams.

One night, the shamans had all been given a strange potion by their Eleni hosts, and had consumed it without thought. They would all go to sleep, peacefully and comfortable, not knowing the horrors and wonders that awaited them in the Dreaming.

 One shaman dreamed of the mighty Krog, resplendent in some complex, bulky looking armor that seemed strong enough to withstand the charge of a Cathedral, though as Krog moved it seemed to not slow him down at all. He wielded Brunzhamah effortlessly, caving in the skulls of unseen opponents. Then, his face began to change, flickering into the face of another, younger warrior, then that face too changed, all the while bodies continued to pile around the Champion.

Another shaman dreamed of the other races. He a saw an Elen, hand out in welcome, the other hand holding a sack coins. Then a second elen tackled the first, and screaming and raging as the two Eleni choked the life out of each other. He saw small glowing figures, gathering around and paying homage to a giant that basked in their worship. Geists tinkered and altered something in a pit, adding and taking away pieces of bodies as if constructing a childs doll. As the Giests tunred towards each other, a montrous hand shot forth from the pit, and dragged on of the Geists into a cavernous maw. All throughout the nightmare, the shaman could hear the laughter of thirsting gods.

Yet another shaman dreams of a miracle unique to Log'eadz: They are all born as twins. At first, the shaman dreams of his own brother, who scorned the path of becoming shaman, and instead became a Warrior, forsaking his the path of potions and spirtual fullfillment for strength and the thrill of the hunt. Yet, in time, the two brothers would come to aid each other a hundred times, wether through healing potions of the shaman, or a defence from the warrior . His mind then drifts to perphaps the greatest pair of twins to ever be born from any mother: Krom and Krog. Krog, the Champion, defending the land and training a generation of warriors. Krom, the shrewd and clever leader, steering his people, and often his brother, from certain disaster. He then sees the Log'eadz and Shwirms, living together. The Log'eadz work hard, their labor intertwining with the plans of the brilliant shwirms, who are not without strength themselves, and sometimes take ideas from mad log'eadz like Deonar'Lo. The Shaman achieves a nebulous understanding of his vision, developing an idea of balance, that every invidual must find another who perfectly meshes with them, not in that they are the same, but in that the two have differing abilities that pair together perfectly.

The Shamans share and discuss their dreams, and they become certain in the power and wisdom of the Dreaming. They return to the lands of the Tanacs Azseg, and spread the word of the Dreaming and its power. They gain a very large following in Tled Palka, which is extremely close to a Dream Forest. This makes the new Dream Shamans declare it to be the place from which they shall preach the message of the Dreaming. They gain follower Nel Palka, and even Nag Palka, but few of the farmers in Cruncholm want to waste any time with this "Dreaming" nonsense. The Tra shamans, in their fervor, neglect their duties as potions makers and healers, both these duties being taken up by the Kah shamans, who now deal with both the health of the body, and its death