The dream

The plan and execution— A fool's errand: demanded retribution. A lust for justice that only exists, as a non-concept floating in the recesses of your consciousness. A dream of suffering as you fly over the gray concrete; your eyes blaze as you watch him ignite the taste of flesh-burn Ribbons through the air as it glides off your wings in an invisible haze. You don't need more than that. This vivid simple dream... You must remember, because it's more than you ever thought you'd get. And even worse—more than you deserve.