You see a colorful land shrouded by shifting hues. The fertile land beckons you to lie down and the open sky invites you to let go. You make for to move forward, but suddenly find yourself looking into a silent chamber. There is a heavy wooden table and on it stands a goblet with a simple, but beautiful finish. The goblet seems to twinkle with millions of tiny stars. A gold band encrusted with clear jewels adorns its lip. You know somehow that this is a cup of stories. Without moving you see the goblet as if from above, shifting images dance on the surface of the liquid within. To sip from this cup, you know, is to step into a new world each time. Suddenly, there is a cloaked figure seated at the table holding the cup. The figure makes for to take another drink, but hesitates, noticing you. The figure turns toward you, and you realize you hadn’t a body in this room until this moment. Now you are standing in the chamber close to the figure. Face unseen within the deep shadow of its hood, the cloaked stranger offers you the cup. Do you drink?