I had a dream last night that I was present at the court of Tsar Nicholas II for some unspecified reason when a rival wizard showed up to challenge Rasputin. The rival performed all sorts of miracles like flying through the air and transforming into a fox and such, and I remember dream-me wondering how Rasputin was going to get out of this one, because everybody knows he doesnāt really have magic powers, right? But then Rasputin just walks up to the rival wizard, whips a sword out of his robes, and fucking cuts the guyās head off, then blandly remarks to the mass of horrified onlookers that he couldnāt have been much of a wizard if he canāt even survive getting his head cut off with a sword.




















