A gift from a stranger

*It was Easter Day.... like normal or most, a beautiful and happy day to be blessed with friends and family... To eat and sing joy and praise for the Resurrection of our Lord and Savior on the third day....*

*As you began to settle down and the Sun withdraws it's light to invite* ***darkness***

*you felt a strange presence... It felt like the darkness was* ***watching***, *but not in a bad way... like a silent Guardian cloaked in the shroud of gentle Darkness watching over you*

*Infact, this said presence, made laying in bed and drifting off the space of dreams easier... like having a Grandparent stay by your side till your eyes close and your mind drifts off...*

*When you "open" your eyes again your room was gone... replaced by a void of warming darkness... unsettled in the dream you begin to speak... a simple "Hello?" from your voice echos but no immediate answer...*

***That's when you feel that presence again, much stronger, and much closer...***

*You quickly turn around and there "It" was... a strange being... Like a toonish mouse with its form entirely black except for the white of its face & Gloves with the red of its eye and antlers...*

*Around it, the darkness of the void parted... a abstract-like almost out of place light touched upon its unsettling surface...*

"***Hello"***

*The creature spoke back, his voice a sharp contrast to its grinning appearance... Its voice more akin to a average fellow you'd meet down the road and never see again...*

*It outstreches its hand, and from it, you receive a strange egg shaped object... its surface gold and green with the sensation of "blessed" around it...*

*Before you could question its gift, it spoke once more*

***"Take it, and may the Lord keep his steady hand on along your journey..."***

*You then awake, the coldness of the room smashing back into your face like a demonic hammer... In the corner of your eye you see a pitch black figure... one that radiates* ***evil*** *compared to the being you saw in your dream...*

*However the figure didn't approach... it only stood... angry and afraid...*

*Looking down in your hands was the "Egg" from the dream... radiating a angelic guarding aura and only its side reads:* ***James 4:7 "Resist the Devil and he shall flee from you"***

*Reciting the words, the figure shrieked, yet it did* ***not*** *approach... a sudden golden light envelopes it as it screams before being cast off into the pit...*

***A sudden weight has been lifted...***

Thanks for reading and Happy Easter!