I had a dream in long dark slumber. Everything was in chaos. A bloody war had erupted and my war was a shambling wreck of a fight. Life was gone and the light which had for so long been the hope of the world was extinguished. Turmult, chaos, destruction. Only memories remained, quietly sitting alongside the bloody gore that marks the battle. It haunted me and my flesh burned. But I awoke. And I sat with heavy heart in the peaceful life of reality.
But wait. This tranquil life is my dream. My hope. Destruction rules my waking hours.
To dream, I wish.
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