At night, the angel-spirit rested on man's pillow and took him on as Giver of dreams.
"Joseph..."
the night-angel flew before his eyes a prism of glass-shattering caverns and mighty fortresses surrounded by hilltops. vast caves of shimmering color and melting ice, of light and cool-scented darkness. a chasm with loud,rushing River powering below. a mist of wind and fire. a field of flowers and warmth. a clean, soft snow-covered kingdom. swords and draped fabric in endless yards. a Lion.
"Joseph. do not be afraid to take..." the angel-Dreamer whispered into his face. lit a candle, wiped his brow and departed.
BOOM.
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left alone in the emptiness of pre-dawn, man's lids flit open and softness melted into his eyes. as he walked through that day bidding hello-good-byes to the strangers in passing and in his sides, the fear died into his heart-soil and a shoot sprang up out of the rock.
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