He was drowning
in an overwhelming weakness,
he could not overcome,
when suddenly
the red sun seemed to transform
from a pale shimmering face
into a black hole,
drawing,
carrying him further and further away.
There,
deep in the safe lap of insanity,
he began to realize
that the blackness
started to lose intensity
and by that
gave sight to something,
he did not comprehend
at first glimpse.
Yet, it felt very familiar,
just as gazing into a mirror.
That being that had taken shape,
was dressed in white
and was mounted on a white horse -
a white horseman.
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