Some interesting stuff for those of us trying to piece this together:
http://ptr.wowhead.com/item=156852/ogmots-dream-journal
Page 1
I was a mere boy fighting at the war camp when the masters first blessed me with their visions.
I have come to Silithus, to the site of the great gound, seeking wonders beyond imagining.
Make me your vessel, Masters!
Page 2
Last night I dreamt of two great armadas clashing upon an ocean of blood.
Shadows writhing beneath them, rising. Rising. I smiled in my sleep.
Why did the skittering insects have to stir me? Damn those bugs!
No matter. We will finish what they began.
Page 3
Life returns to this dead place.
First the bugs came. Now Goblins skulk about. It is the blood they crave... I am sure of it.
Bah, Let them have these drippings! Soon there will be enough seas to sate every thirst.
Page 4
Today the smoke rose from my campfire and took form.
A shepherd, cloacked in the shadows of her past, beloved by a flock of blind sheep.
She guided them over a cliff. Even as they crashed upon the rocks, they never doubted her.
The crows grew fat upon sheep flesh. Her laughter echoed all around.
Page 5
The blade's eye watches all. Why do you not see?
The first of the lies has been offered.
Bound by a Throne? No... boundless.
The next will come soon.
Page 6
A band of cultists arrived. Do they comprehend my blessing? My greatness?
They speak of Argus. Of the one who was awakened. Of the victory that went unnoticed.
I shared my vision, but the skinny one just laughed. I do not like her.
Page7
Many days have passed without a vision.
Have I displeased you, Masters?
I will leave you a sacrifice.
Remember me!
Page 8
The star peers down. I must hide from its glare.
The dagger spoke true. It has been too long since I was drowned.
Do not forsake me, Masters!
Page 9
The bones were picked clean, yet still I am granted no insight. The others scoff. They question my devotion.
But I am the chosen vessel. I will not lose faith!
Another sacrifice. Yes. One more of them will not be missed.
Page 10
Roused by her screams. Stirred by her whispers.
A blessing from the Masters. At last I understand!
A door. A path. Ours. Ours.
Fool! The circle has awakened us all.