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A Looming Darkness which Leaves Quicker than it comes

I was among the crowds of mankind. The sun was low over the morning horizon, large and bright. We watched as an un-predicted looming darkness moved to cover the face of that blinding disk, the greater light which rules the day.

Pointing toward it, I said, "See! See! The times have come!"

As the sun was darkened, the crowds of mankind screamed for their fear of the unknown, for the fear of their faithlessness.

The darkness moved from the bottom left until it blocked out the entirety of the sun. The land became shrouded in thick shadow. Then quicker than it had come, the darkening disk passed, moving away from the sun toward its top right with increasing speed.

The sun shone again, and motes of darkness and light, like stars in the night sky, traced across the sun.

The dream ended.

A Promise of an End

Stars swarmed in the heavens. Bright whites, pinks, grays, and reds.

"Do you see them?!" I cried.

Fireworks shot up all over the city, a deliberate attempt to hide the battle of the stars above.

The crowds of mankind sighed with relief, "It's p-planes! Just planes and fireworks!" They closed their eyes, plugged their ears, and screamed in denial, though the truth stared them in the face.

The sky then groaned with some whale-pitched echo. Thunder clouds formed, covered the remainder of the swarming stars. Lightning thick as a skyscraper struck across the sky, its thundering booms following instantaneously.

I turned, there was a clear and serene lake behind me. My family was near it, huddled together in fear. I approached them, which brought them joy, and we watched the sky together.

In the distance across the mirror lake, beyond the mountains and out to the sea, ships began to ascend into the heavens. A distant metallic creaking permeated the air, like some groaning of a sky-machine. Water and all manner of sea creatures ascended after, the off-colored sun shining brilliantly through the suspended torrents of liquid.

A gasp from my nearby sister pulled our attention toward her. She was being lifted from the ground, pulled upward by some invisible force. Now that I noticed it, I had been lifted from the ground, too. And so too had my family, and thousands of people in the distant air around us. And yet, thousands and thousands more were left standing upon the ground.

Those rising reached for others nearby, embracing in the air, weeping tears of joy. Others floated about elating that their pain and suffering was at last ended. Those remaining upon the earth fled.

I awoke.