Visions in the realms.

Shifting realms again and again time stands still, in the moment caught as dimensions bend not at mine will. Flashes of light blinding, as fog gathers round about, paralyzing fear takes over, as I muster the strength to shout. Stillness within as peace washes over and understanding begins, beholding future chaos to the left to the right, in war no one wins. Breaking silence the echoed voice shouting rush to the arch time is spent, come all ye come, safety is with me, be not dismayed but fall to repent. The time is upon us, the hour is at hand, for wings soon shall shut the door, the call, the call, death has come, ten thousand to the right one thousand to the left, and we gain life forever more.