Return To Shearath (III): Battle In The Skies 2

The world was silent, it was neither cold nor hot, just silent and bright, all so bright. Fire rained down from the skies as I drew closer with baited breaths, completely afraid and holding my breath and praying, really hard to a God I've abandoned for quite a while to come through for me. In those three seconds of silence and fear I made so many promises, none of which I even rebel making within the heat of the moment.