Another lone wanderer, who spent decades training himself to take on the same forces that this guardian was capable of defeating, finds it in him to challenge this man. He approaches the gates, and they fight. I watch them. As my dream unfolds, so do hundreds of moves, jabs, and strikes as they come to color a palette of combat drawn out over several days. While I watch two warriors locked in an intense deathmatch, I feel a stranger’s soft, well-defined hips ride me until what feels like a flowing river rains down from above as my body grows hot. Lips brush against mine, a tongue runs across my throat, and my head’s pushed in between her breasts. A thousand strikes and blows ring out in my mind’s eye as two fighters clash eternally, working their ways through the complexity of the fight, p
