Delirium Tremens, Up From the Deeps

In the midst of delirium tremens, a dream:

The Cyclopean Stone Stairway

As dreamt by Aaron DeWeese

I was on a great stone stairway that led up from the ocean depths.  I was being held up by my arms.  There were two Asian men on each side of me.  They had the appearance of warriors.  Further below the great cyclopean steps from whence we had ascended, there were large black wolves with large hungry luminescent green eyes.  

My warrior friends were keeping the wolves at distance with spears.  I aided my new-found friends by using chopsticks as throwing darts.  In this manner, we fought our way to the top of the giant stone stairway.  Far below us the stairway could be seen dissapearing into the ocean deep, where I was absolutely sure there were other more horrendous green-eyed monsters.  It was from that horrid place below that I just had been rescued, found unconscious and half dead, by my two Asian spearmen friends. 

As they held me up by the arms and walked me nearer to the top of the great stairway, one of them made a comment.  

"Aghh, you stink!"

He was of course referring to me.  The way in which he stated this showed his great annoyance towards me and my smell.  I believe I replied, "What, you don't like my odor stain?".  I looked up at the other man who had remained silent and gave him a smile and wink.  He returned the smile, so we had a bit of fun at the expense of his much annoyed fellow.  We came to the summit of the great stone stairway.  A great expanse of land was before us.  We had emerged into a bustling open air market in the midst of a primitive fishing village.  From hence, my rescuers leave me, as does the dream dissolve.