Ivan's Dreams While Asleep in the Tarot Dungeon

While not actually a text, these were the recurring dreams that Ivan had while he was asleep in the Tarot Dungeon. They are in no particular order.

A black tower that stretches towards the heavens, struck by a wave, topples over, people falling from windows, screams, death, rubble.

The world covered in water, a vast ocean, a winged shadow passes over it.

A man wrestles with a snake, a hydra, an octopus, finally pins it down with a spear that is on fire. The spear transfixes the beast, who starts to melt. Fruits and flowers sprout from the greening body.

A night sky, two crescent moons therein. Lightning and thunder all around. Suddenly one of the moons, perhaps struck by lightning, is sundered, rock fragments flying everywhere.

Tidal waves rushing over the land, people running in fear, getting washed away, children screaming.

Someone driving a stake(?) into the ground with a hammer. Blood flows from the ground.

Tower of blood, stretching up to the sky.

A lightning bolt, vertically extending to the ground.

A nest of vipers, writhing and twisting all over each other.

A small puddle, irregularly shaped, starts to well and spread like an amoeba.