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The seven days passed, and the following night I had a dream.
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In my dream I saw a wind coming up out of the sea and stirring up great waves.
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As I watched, the wind brought with it out of the sea what looked like a man, and he was flying on the clouds. When he turned his face, everything he looked at began to tremble,
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and when he spoke, everyone who heard his voice melted like wax in a fire.
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I looked again and saw a crowd too large to count. They were people gathered together from all parts of the world to fight against the man who had come up out of the sea.
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Then I watched the man carve out a high mountain and fly up on it.
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I tried to see the place or the region from which the mountain was carved, but I couldn't.
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Then I saw that all the people who had come together to make war against him were terrified, but they still prepared to fight him.
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When the man saw the great crowd advancing to attack him, he did not take up any weapons.
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The only thing I saw was what looked like a stream of fire coming out of his mouth. He sent a flaming wind from his lips and a storm of sparks from his tongue. The stream of fire, the flaming wind, and the great storm combined
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and swept down on the crowd that was coming to attack him, and burned them all up. In a single moment, that crowd too large to count vanished, and there was nothing left but powdery ashes and the smell of smoke. I was shocked when I saw what had happened.