He was shocked to find the power to end the darkening war of imagination. The light of dreams blinded him and he screamed in great agony. The almighty Lord of Nulth and his hysterical guards could not stand the blaring light. Singing happily, many children sang the sweet song of dreams and deafenend the guards. Tress grew, plants blossomed,the sun had risen, and all the light came onto the earth. The Lord of Nulth and also his guards eyes were becoming like thunder striking at it’s weakness trying to fight for victory. The war had ended, the goodness of dreams has won the world.