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One stormy night, King Seonjong suddenly awoke from an unusual dream when a loud thunder crash disturbed his sleep, he yelled out for his eunuch. "Yes, jeonha?" Eunuch Song inquired entering his master's chambers.

Throwing aside his blanket, he stood up and started to quickly pace his chambers. "I had a wondrous dream."

"What is it, jeonha?" Eunuch Song asked respectfully while bowing his head.

Swinging his head around, he gave his eunuch a closed-lip smile. "Bring me a sheet of white silk and paints."

Eunuch Song looked at the king a bit befuddled wondering what his master could want at that time of night. He simply just bowed his head and left with a "Yes, jeonha."

A while later, the eunuch displayed the