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I opened my eyes and my mind raced to conceive. A brilliant blue sky accented slightly with snowy white clouds. I could sense I was on my back and yet felt weightless. I closed my eyes and dwelt on the sensation. In a moment, I opened my eyes again. Through the serenity and peacefulness of the sky I began to feel heat and a turbulent anger below me. My thoughts curious of everything moved to thy self. I was dressed in an ominous white robe. The sensuality of the fabric excited my body as it moved from the rising heat below and the gentle breeze above. The robe was drawn tightly closed around my waist by a leather braided belt. It was tied in a knot and the ends teled. I became aware of my extremities. I sensed I was holding something. I looked to my right hand and I held a sword. Brilliant, light sparked from its jeweled golden hilt and mirrored steel blade. I brought the sword before me to gaze upon it. I seemed to be in aw forever. Soon the sky drew my attention. It began to turn grey and the clouds dark and angry. My body began moving and soon I felt erect. I looked down to see where the heat was coming from. The ground, a furlong below me, was black and chard. Molten lava and fire coursed through all of it as far as I could see. It too began to get angrier. Lightning raged from the heavens and thunder shook the beat of my soul. Fire erupted from below, leaping into the depths of the heavens. In no time there was no peace to be had. The fury of heaven and hell. A glow began to appear in the dark angry clouds. As the thunder and lightning continued the light grew stronger. Peacefulness calmed and parted the violence surrounding it. An angel came forth, its form strong and serene. Its white broad wings graced the calm as it approached me. Unhed by the torment surrounding us, he came before me. The angel held out its hands. I graced him with my sword. In an instant a quake, a shock, rattling heaven and hell and soul. Earth parting bellow us. From the depths of flame and fire rose a creature. hed and hideous, its eyes black and red set in pits. Fangs sneered as it fought and clawed its way out of the depths and closer to us. Its wings bare of the comfort of a feather, naked like a bat. The angel moved away from me, tightened his grip on the sword and waited. The creature now before the angel, paused, then let out a roar of hate. Brought its sword above its head and down upon the angel. The angel raised his sword to block the blow. When the blades met a shock broke through heaven and hell. And the fight was on. With every blow of their blades, fire and lightning raged. Clash after clash, blow after blow. The occasional slice of form and figure sent blood flying. The battle, seemingly tireless and endless. With surprise and a quick turn of events, the angel’s sword pierced the beast’s chest. The angel held the blade for a moment to be sure it had taken the path he desired. He withdrew; blood fell from blade and beast. The torment of heaven and hell began to ease. The angel and I watched as the beast fell and eventually was swallowed by the earth below. The angel approached me held out the sword to return it. I took the sword and held it up. A drop of blood ran down its blade. The angel smiled and slowly began to ascend. We looked down to see the earth take on another form. New land rich with the beginnings of life and water wide and blue. The angel disappeared into the heavens. I thought of who I was and closed my eyes.