Oh god, please save me. Father, it is you I beg to....
...Than I see something. No someone. He walks forward bringing light with him as he walks. I feel like a blind person seeing light for the first time.
Is he an Angel, or the Devil in disguise? Does it matter? In the end it doesn't matter, nothing ever did.
He continues to come towards me until he is there in front of me; it is than that I realize I'm back in my body and kneeling.
He lifts me up and we lock eyes. Our surrounding changes than to something I never thought was possible let alone something I'd see....
It's my land, my people, dead, or begging for death as our tortures laugh and rape them... The Men are nowhere to be seen, some children are weak struggling trying to help their mothers or sisters. The others just stare blankly into the sky. The question they haven't spoken is obvious to those around. The child's eyes are dead. And they looks into the sky to try to see our God who has sent us down here to help mankind but then abandon us in our time our ultimate need.
No one seems to see him and I. It's like were phantoms looking into the scariest nightmare.
Than the child looks at me, directly at me. I'm shocked to my core. I look to the man next to me. His face is stoic. I realize I'm clutching his arm for dear life. I let go and back away from them, but am stopped when the child speaks to me. He doesn't speak in the way he opens his mouth, but with his mind.
"Look around. What do you see? Don't answer, because the answer is in every expression on your face. Look at your people. Look at me. You can see us starving and begging for death. You can see that our souls have forsaken our God and those that still believe are being tortured, to the point that they wished they never believed there was hope, and had let themselves die. Look at the me and the rest of the children, we're monsters. The demonic blood of the wolves has tainted what should have been pure angelic blood."
Our surrounding changes again, it fades away but the child's eyes will be forever ingrained in my mind.
Now we see those children, the children from monsters. The demonic and angelic children, are now grown, into fierce soilders, both men and women, stronger than both the Children of Light and the wolves....
My eyes snap open and i gasp for breath. I feel like i just died. Everywhere there is pain, i kneel and retch black bile of revulsion, of what I just saw in my vision. it is than that I realize there are others around me. Ignoring the others around me, i look up and find my best friend Sika, and my eyes well up in unshed tears. She gathers me in her arms, I pay no attention as she tells the others to go and we'll have a meeting of what I saw in my vision, as i continue to sob.