A being of magnificence descends upon me
I look up at the figure, eyes filled with tears
A hand comes down, caresses my face
So soft as if silk, but I see only a gauntlet
Armor shining brighter than any star
On my knees I can only stare at this paladin, this angel
Unsheathing a sword like I could never imagine
Silver light glistening from it, like a sun's
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