Forgive the somewhat later posting. Things appear to be in motion, and His agents are behaving unusually. My own infiltrators within His forces are being more closely scrutinized. We think He's up to something, but we do not know what.
For now, He leaves as I enter. Just as He lays to sleep, I waken. As He dreams, I work. Perhaps He is protected by the God of Dreams, perhaps so are we all. Whether we are waking or sleeping he may enter our minds to weave the spells that release us from bondage to reality.