This person was walking, going about their business, looking across the hills or a mountain hill. Suddenly he saw a man descending, transfixed at the sight, not an ordinary man, much larger than ordinary mortal men.
He was dressed in the smart and immaculate attire of an ancient Egyptian—this man had the head of a bird, and his appearance was mighty and strong. He descended from the Hill, walking down the slope with firmness and purpose.
Looked at him and thought silently, ‘Was that not the ancient god of Egypt, Horus? The man, as if perceiving the thought, turned his sharp bird eyes and fixed his gaze back, and then it dawned - he was much more ancient.
The gaze of the birdman’s eyes motioned the direction to look to the lands far and behold, shocking. Looking from high above, that must have been the Rift and the plains beyond.
Later, puzzled about whether it was real or a dream while awake
