Dreams
Daniel Morgan
He looked up at the sky filled with dancing stars "I wonder how long it will take for this realm to become extinct." The savior thought within himself. "Well, that would take a billion years, give or take." The savior heard in his head. He looked around to see who it was but he didn't see anyone, he replied anyway "Then we need to make that billion years into few years. And I know what to do."
The round table was covered with a golden cloth with some strangers sitting round it "I hope we are all clear on what to do?" The savior asked.