On Saturday I got my German edition. I didn't really have the time to start working with it, but read a bit here and there and had a quick glance at it on the whole. I have some ideas on how I will approach my magical work, they're still very raw and it might take some time until I know the road.
For now my dreams love the book and called not only Beelzebul, who invited me to be the queen at his side to reign over his kingdom, which is the Kingdom of Strange Words.
Lucifer was in my dreams too, cutting off a few roots of Waterplant, which grew into small areas of poisened, untrue earth. Turtle, who protected Waterplant, had been hurt way too often, so we had to pull the roots out of the water for a few seconds, so that Turtle wouldn't feel the cuts. She (Turtle) was very pleased. In Lucifer's hands the roots transformed into the silvery hair of the Star Fairies, which we bundled with a ring of chrome-plated steel. (The Devil of my dreams loves chrome-plated surfaces, I guess this is something they have in common.)
Later on I met Lucifer's spouse, she was pregnant with Roar of the Sea, the delivery was imminent. Her physical doctor was her husband Lucifer himself, called in my dream 'not Dr. Börne, but Dr. Törne' (which is spoken 'Burn(e)' and 'Turn(e)'). The light of Lucifer is not a burning light, but a turning light.
Today Astaroth was in my dreams. She came to me in the shape of Golden Pheasant, wearing the plumage of male Golden Pheasant, yet being female. She invited to a big, colorful party of the Dead Demons, which took place in my park-like garden at Dreamy Lake for a whole week. At the party she was Lady Gaudy Demon and transformed me into the river maiden Kubirunde/Rubikunde (cube-round/ruby-well-versed).
Some demons were a bit cheeky, yet for some reason they themselves told me, that if I would 'unbless' them, this would stop them. I asked them what would happen if I would unbless them. Their eyes grew wide and they were full of fear. 'It is horrible!', they said. And I promised not to unbless them, but rather laugh at their impudence.