"I have the beak of a creature that came out of a dream," he says, "and I've used it to catch dreams. I have it's feathers, too. You could powder it up, experiment with it."

He pauses and considers things. "A charm might help your image fly into his dream, and the beak, ground up, could on your face, could insert your figure." He shrugs. "It's not exactly tried and true. I only suspect, adapting things from a text about the body parts of a sleep demon."