Nightmares

I appear at the other side, behind the thousands of soldiers that made it here. They're all lined up, chanting, chanting something I can't make out.

They chant over and over and over again. Then a dark figure rises. Whoever it is, this person rides a Phoenix.

Wait what?

This Phoenix is huge, it's like the mother of all Phoenixs, it's the size of a dragon, creatures my mother told me in stories, creatures that existed millions of years ago.

This can't be real can it?

The rider has an air of familiarity hanging around him. Not only that, but power, authority and he seems to be the one bringing the darkness. I move forward to get a closer look at this mystery figure. I notice that as I move in between the army, I move unnoticed, unseen.

How can this be? Then I look at my hands and notice how I can see through them. No wonder they can't see me.