I was standing in a wet marsh and I was with a medium brown dog. It was revealed that the dog's true name was Horus. When he heard his real name, the dog grew in size and became immensely strong. I remember holding him around the neck and chest trying to calm his shaking fear.
Mushrooms growing in peach pits. A primordial toothed and legged serpent guarding them, silhouette recessed in the mud.
This one is tied with the left hand.