Dream Talk of Heaven

The clouds were thick, the storm was blowing, and there was no one on the beach. Thousands of rays of light flashed past, and the figure of a young man emerged. He looked surprised, as he was extremely unfamiliar with the place he suddenly came to. He was holding a water-blue dagger in his hand. The sword had not yet been sharpened, and the young man's slender fingers were clasped tightly on its handle.