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there was a bridge in my dream.
it was bright and colorful. a vortex of colors and energies whipped all around. a larger man looked around desperately, trying to find a way to stop it. another man lay helplessly on the bridge. there was something on his chest, like a sledgehammer... but with a bigger head.
i could see the scene, but there was a lot of wind. some parts were obscured from me, other parts just made no sense.
"with all your strength?" the man laying on the bridge taunted the other one. "well what good does it do you now, huh?" the man grunted, "do you hear me, brother? there is nothing you can do!"
the larger man held his arm out, and the sledgehammer flew into his hand. with a moment of hesitation, he slammed it into the bridge, creating large cracks.
the other man slowly got to his feet, watching as the man — his brother — struck the rainbow bridge repeatedly.
"what are you doing?" he asked. "if you destroy the bridge, you'll never see her again!"
i had no idea who 'her' was, but the bulky man didn't falter.
he continued striking, creating more and more damage to the bridge. the vortex of energies flowed faster and faster. the wind whipped around and the air smelt electric, like a thunderstorm.
the other man whipped out a spear and ran towards the larger man — the one who was breaking the bridge.
he struck the bridge one final time, right before the other man could stab him.
