Rodulf

Intense scene of walking down an alley, very dark. I am being attacked by a succession of, what I seem to know, zombie creatures. I am moving my sword perfectly and I marvel at how powerful my cuts are. Around this point I become aware it's a dream. I am still fighting two creatures and after I cut them down they embrace each other as they reanimate. They congratulate each other on the lessons they have taught me.

Sorry, if this dream seems violent or disturbing. There was no fear or any other negative feeling. I'm interpreting it as my Deep Self telling me I am on the right path.