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There was this dream that I had. I was standing all alone in an open field. Trees and green grass grew all around me. A gentle breeze began to rustle the trees, giving the smooth and relaxing feeling.

Everything turned red in a matter of seconds.

I looked up and saw huge rocks warped in fire parting the clouds and pummeling onto the ground I was standing on. Right in front of my eyes, mountains crumpled; trees were integrated up into the air.

And I was standing right in the mist of it all.

Other than the heat, and me perspiring all over, I am fine. The flames are not touching me. The rocks of flame couldn’t reach me. There I realized I was standing inside something, and is protecting me.

A shelter like no other.

It withstood everything that may kill me. I feel safe inside it, like a bubble but in a more stable form. I looked up in the reddish sky and noticed the moon was getting larger in size rapidly, coming closer.

And with all that is going on,

I Smiled.