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[indent]Whirls of blue and silver echoed through your mind’s darkness. It was cold, a sort of deep, aching cold, that permeated your bones and made you feel very very small. You didn’t know who you were.

Suddenly, the darkness disappeared, wiped away like raindrops on a windshield. You were flying over an endless sea, though fog surrounded you, restricting your sight. It was still cold.

You passed over something. A small, wooden life raft on the waves. On it was a man, hunched over at a desk, which seemed to be fixed in place, never sliding as the waves tossed the raft about. You couldn’t make out his face, looking down from above. He was dressed in black, and seemed to be examining a small object.

To the man’s right was another man, dressed in blue. He looked rather like a valet. He stood stock-still, just like the desk, never moving or sliding as the raft crested wave after wave.

You stopped flying. You fell towards the ocean, wind whirling past your ears. Just before your head hit the surface, the man in blue turned and made eye contact. He had one brown eye, and one golden one. You’d never thought the color of gold could be described as “icy” before, and yet this man’s golden eye seemed even colder than the ocean floor.

You hit the water, though you didn’t feel wet at all. Instead the darkness returned. The cold remained.

A haze descended upon your thinking…. You felt a warm presence, heating you up like a new winter coat. You felt your hands reaching out, grasping, but unable to hold onto the ethereal feeling.

[color=silver][i]Who are you?[/i][/color] You asked.

[color=silver][i]I am thou…[/i][/color] The presence replied.

The warmth increased, heating your heart, your soul up, more, more, more and more, until the heat was unbearable. You opened your mouth to scream, but the sound never left your lips.

Rather, you jolted awake to scream, and were instead greeted by a mouthful of sand.
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