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June 24, 2011

Notes
Staying at my grandmother's house currently. Slept a really long time. Kind of a crossover from World of Warcraft's Wrath of the Lich King, probably elements from reading too many fantasy novels.

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I'm in a restaurant, and at first I'm eating by myself. As time goes on, though, I see a large group of people sitting to my right. I walk over to the group and realize that it's the entire Jackass cast. I sit down at the head of the table and join in on their conversation. They're so funny I'm practically breaking down in laughter. I vaguely remember going to the bathroom and something about Gene Simmons being in there or something.

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Now I'm wandering around some kind of deserted island nation. The ground is flooded with a thin layer of water about 2 inches deep, but my feet never seem to get wet-- It's as if I'm walking on top of the water. I see two girls here, both of them tall and skinny wearing athletic clothes. They appear to be sparring each other. The shorter of the two is obviously winning. I walk up to the shorter girl and challenge her to a boxing match. She's obviously several years younger than I am, so I'm not worried. She puts up a good fight, but I win.

Just as we finish our fight, I notice a huge ship as large as several mansions cutting through the water nearby. Suddenly the water around us becomes very deep, and I fall in, unable to see the bottom. As the ship passes by I begin to be pulled toward the rocky cliff behind me. There's some kind of whirlpool forming there, apparently caused because someone pulled out some kind of key stone in the cliff wall.

I'm swimming as hard as I can, but the whirlpool is too strong. I know I won't make it. Just as I'm thinking this I spot a loose rope coming from the side of the massive wooden ship. I grab hold and pull myself up to the side of the ship. Cut into the side of the ship is a platform with a metal dragon sculpture over the top of the entrance. Walking into the side of the ship is almost like walking into the belly of a monster. I pass through a hallway and eventually come out into the belly of the ship, which is apparently some kind of coliseum.

There are seats everywhere, and the area gives off a kind of ancient feel to it. The thick wooden columns and seats remind me of the viking era. Even though the coliseum is apparently ancient, all of the seats are equipped with modern-ish devices. One such device is a bone arm rest which has rolling letters with which to enter book titles. Why book titles? Not sure.

There is one section of seats in particular with glowing red glyphs above them, but these are empty. Only potential competitors are to sit here. As I look around I notice in the center arena a giant throne at one end. Upon the throne is a man with full polished steel armor, black cloak, hood and glowing blue eyes. In one hand he holds a massive, glowing blue sword, and I understand this is the "Lich Sword", a sword imbued with the power of the dead. This man is the king of this realm, whatever it is, and only the winner of the coliseum gets the opportunity to fight him and potentially take his throne.

At once I see the first match is going to be boxing. The first competitor enters the ring, and I see it is the girl I challenged and beat earlier. Without really thinking, I jump down into the challenger's seats and am teleported into the arena. Again, the battle is a bit of a challenge, but I still win. I'm teleported back to the seats before a kind of magical forge. The forge glows with a yellow light and a sword, similar to the king's Lich Sword, spawns there. I take it. This is my first prize-- the "Earth Sword".

Suddenly, I'm transported back into the ring. I was foolish. This is far from over. The same girl I just defeated reappears, only this time with a team of other people and a giant black panther. She and her team jump onto the panther. I realize I've been tricked. The girl was an agent of the king, purposely luring me into joining the tournament. I mount my own panther, but without a team. I don't think I can win.

I wake up.

8/19/10

Last night I had this dream and wish that I had at least written it down before taking so long to post it.

I found myself in this old time Saloon not a one story either. It was very old fashion and I was wandering around in it.. I kept hearing noises ahead and behind me but nothing was there. I was pretty scared because the doors ahead of me would open but no one would be around. Things were falling on the floor hard so I knew immediately the place was haunted.
What stood out the most was this tall man in a suit and top hat.. I couldn't make out his face but he did have a beard he held his head a bit down to not show off his face but I was able to see his beard.. reminded me of Abe Lincoln in a way. This guy had some sort of powers because he would curl his fingers in a weird manner in mid air and things would start banging around inside of the saloon.
I no longer wanted to be in there and tried finding my way out and this guy was right there behind me just standing and smirking underneath his top hat..
I didn't want to see his eyes for some reason.. I was already scared of the activity going on in the saloon..
I went up some stairs and saw what I thought was an elevator but I guess it was some sort of thing that allowed slaves to move around the saloon without being noticed by using this special carriers that were embedded in the walls..
The floor to this so called elevator was marble off white and the walls were made of dark oak. I wasn't sure if I should get it in or not but I heard this noise behind me and when I turned that jerk of a top hat man yelled loud in my face with his hat off.. all I noticed was a very pale ghostly face and no eyes in his eye socket..
I found myself moving over a cliff and immediately the scene changed..
I was with a group of people and we all had this heavy iron swords.. I felt like a warrior and felt strength standing amongst this crowd. We all had on the same garments and of us were protective of one another watching our backs..
So we enter this huge dark room.. looked like a gymnasium and there was no light on but in the dark I was able to see multiple eyes in different areas peering at us.. I clutch my sword tightly feeling anger grow in me.
These eyes are just peering.. the way a cat's eye reflects in the darkness but there were different shapes and sizes..
All of a sudden we are sitting in the middle of this gymnasium.. females on one side facing males like some sort of gathering.. immediately us women stand up and being to sing in unison but no words.. just making these wonderful sounds with out voices..
The men looked at us with such amazement.. and we sat down smiling. A woman with no leg who was sitting next to me told me that we were more dominant over the males and were very powerful hunters..

That was all I could recall..

Ok so i don't forget it I'm going to write whatever I could remember quick.

There was this game we were playing with a giant jabba the hut like frog, in a forest grassy like place but it was big and wide and it resembled the corner part of a ralphs next to my house (this is the end of my dream that I remember, there was also another place but I forgot where it was), and it had the intersection of a vertical street next to my old school and the gate at the side was just like my old school, and the horizontal street was the street in front of the ralphs, and the houses were the exact same but the street posts were a bit more elegant.

Ok the game was like, there was a bunch of big tree branches, huge and long and one of them was enchanted and you had to kill jabba with it, I had 4 other friends with me, one of them was clearly my cousin, the other one I sort of remember which was my cousins friend, and 2 other people I forgot, all together it was 2 boys and 2 girls (my cousin is the girl), plus me (so 5 people).

Jabba also had 4 guards, 2 knights and 2 ogre like monsters, and you couldn't kill them unless you had these 4 knight swords, the knight swords were supposed to be used by my 4 friends, and I was supposed to use the enchanted tree branch against jabba which would finish the game (but usually the game just started over lulz, how fun).

Here are some of the mechanics like, jabba was invisible for one thing, he would jump around places all around us and we couldn't even find the enchanted stick, at least I couldn't, and his knights/ogres weren't helping much either, since they couldn't die, so it was beginning to piss me off, and before this game (the last one before I woke up), I had already somehow gotten to hit jabba enough times with the enchanted stick that the gate opened and I followed the road (which was an exact copy of the streets around my house) towards this place that had like a little monument, small, with 4 swords, and I got them and ran back to my friends, gave it to them and they killed the knights, then I took the enchanted stick and hit jabba for one last time and killed him winning the game until my dream restarted lol, my and my friends had some chit chat also.

Ok so this last one before I woke up, jabba was more invisible and he kept taunting me saying oh you can't catch me blah blah blah and for some reason I was blind and I was using my 'inner memory' of the surroundings (basically my memory of the dream itself) and I created some 6th sense surrounding, it was cool as fuck, but I had an extremely hard time getting to do anything and jabba and his knights were beginning to creep me and my friends out and we kept on going like omg what are we going to do but his knights didn't do much since they weren't what my dream was really focusing on.

Ok, after spinning around with random sticks that weren't enchanted with my 6th sense vision that was basically a black n white contrast view of my dream, I finally got my normal vision back and I got so pissed that I ran out the gate (which already had a nice lot of spectators watching our little game), and I saw one of my friends who is asian and her name is min jin and I clearly remember it was her, and I told her to hold my hand and strut on the street saying we're going to go get the swords anyway because I was pissed, but then I don't know what happened and I woke up and was pissed so I fell back asleep and I was at the same exact place with no change, except it was like I fell out of my dream and it continued without me.

I saw my friend min jin outside the gate and a couple other people which I remember one is another one of my cousins friends, one is the friend that was part of our group (the 4 people) and min jin coming back with plastic bags of swords, and it seemed to me that those swords were all fake except the last person had the real crystal swords (which I had described in my dream to myself earlier so I basically conjured up a better defined sword), and I was like yes woohoo, so I ran back to my cousin and told her we got the swords, but then I looked around and saw on all of those elegant light posts/street posts there were 2 sort of slots like the ones you have on things that have swords in places idk, and they all had swords in them and I was like shit all that trouble (but it was funny oh well) and for some reason I went around instead of going and finishing my dream/game and crossed the street to the other side with one of the elegant street posts and I clearly remember the street name was green and said 'Verdugo' (but it wasn't right lol) and I tried to climb up but it was too high and long and then I heard my cousin go 'careful that's not our property you might get arrested or something there is a cop here' oh and btw there was also a stupid cop watching us as well and I saw his big long motorcycle that I tried to jack but it was too big for me to ride, and I was scared he might see me trying to take a sword out of someone else's 'property' (supposedly) and arrest me, so I went and waited in front of the sidewalk like a good pedestrian, so I don't get run over lol and I looked to both my sides (except my left side wasn't too clear there was a big car on that side that sort of blurred the view from the left) (oh and it was a nice cadillac if that makes a different, a big black cadillac) so I couldn't really see very well but the right side I could see well like 2 blocks, but cars kept passing so I was scared to pass but then it seemed open to me at some point so I passed and then the rest I don't really remember, but I do remember waking up after that....

....did I get run over at the end of my dream? I didn't even get to kill jabba and his knights, damn it, all that trouble for nothing! But it was a very fun dream and my dreams are always fun and exciting like this so I'm going to post them here from now on each day so I don't forget Hope you guys liked it lol! Hope it wasn't too boring, oh if I was a good drawer I would probably draw up some illustrations of it as well, heck, make a movie!

Also keep in mind I never actually saw jabba, it's very weird, it's like my mind thought of him subconsciously, made me think of him consciously (conscious in dream rules or something), but with sight I never saw him, but I heard him talk to me and I guess I created a mental image of him within my dream (even though the whole thing is mentally created...) err :O! I'm only a teen by the way, I don't know much about this stuff, but my dreams are usually long and fun I don't even have to be lucid for something to happen or change, it's weird but I'm sure I'm not the only one who can do that lol.

Also some illustrations:



Also if you had ever played KH2, the knights (and the swords stand kind of) in my dream looked EXACTLY like the ones in KH2 beast's castle in the hallways and stuff, (before they transform into like heartless lol). I can't find a picture from google so sorry but if you do play the game or seen it whatever then you would imagine !

Edit: I'm going to write their names down so I don't forget (surprised I haven't forgot by this point): Suzy, Emin, Anthony, Yohans, Min Jin.

07/14/10

I'm running through a room with a sword, slashing at zombies. I feel like Zorro, only with more stabbing.

An allied DC gets grabbed. I slice apart the zombie holding him, but I scratch him with my blade. We hope for the best.

He thinks something might happen to me. I make an offhand comment, "I don't die." I'm not worried about myself.

I step into the next room. The door slams shut behind us.

I don't have my sword. A voice informs me that I'll have to meet its challenge, or the zombies on the other side of the room will be set free. A handful of neon orange-pink guitar picks appear in my hands. I have to throw them into a 3-inch gap on the other side of the room, in front of the zombies.

I throw two, but they go wild. The creepy childlike voice informs me that if I miss again, we're all going to die.

I hold one pick in the palm of my hand. I will it to float, and slowly send it toward the bucket. It lands perfectly.

I grin at the creepy ghostlike girl that appears out of the wall. She gestures sullenly toward another door and it opens with a creak.

"At least this isn't a dream," I say to my partner, "If it was, I'd have to wake myself up. I have a doctor's appointment in the morning."

I stop and feel for dreaminess. "And now I'm lucid," I say. "I really ought to wake up, though."

I focus on dismantling the dream, aiming for a new location. We'll see if this works...

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False awakening. I beg a friend for a ride to work. Apparently, I work at a pizza place part-time. News to me.

One of the managers says that the new guy seems depressed and it's all my fault. I sigh, and go over to talk to the guy, who's standing in the kitchen.

"Look, it's not that I don't like you." I lie, "I just move around so much, I don't like getting close to people." I kindly leave out the fact that I'm friends with the DC managers, owner, and various and sundry employees.

The creepy fucker smiles at me. I really want to punch him in the face.

Zombies. Scare Factor: 4.

The setting of this dream is medieval Europe, but many of the characters look like they are from the japanese cartoons Naruto and Bleach. There is a forest that stretches across the land from east to west, with an ocean and port town to the south and mountains (and another town) to the north. The main protagonist of this dream is a young man of the peasant class who looks like Gaara from Naruto, but besides appaerence, has no other similarities with that character. The young man had a weird name, like Spicy or something, and he lived in a run down shack, with his grandfather, in the forest.

The dream starts off with the grandfather on his death bed, warning his grandson to stay away from the wealthy neighbours who lived not far away, because they were bad people and were rich and powerful only because they convened with demons. After the old man dies Spicy stays away for a while, but increasing poverty makes resisting breaking into the rich neighbour's storehouse too much of a temptation.

Spicy recruits two friends (who look similar to Ichigo and Uryū from Bleach) and they raid the storehouse and make off with many valuable items, including three longswords found locked in a chest. After divying up the spoils and each taking a sword for themselves, the three young peasant boys go their seperate ways to hide their stash and agree to not use or sell their stolen items until after the robbery has been discovered and they are assured that they will get away with it.

Spicy is able to hide all of his loot, except for the longsword, which he finds himself oddly attracted too. He had held a weapon before, but nothing as big or elaborate at the sword he stole. It felt warm to the touch and fit surprisingly well into his grip. That night as he try to sleep he had dreams about the sword and woke up several times believing he had heard someone with a deep, raspy voice calling his name.



The next day the break-in is discovered and the wealthy and powerful neighbours have all of the peasants in the area rounded up and arrested, regardles if they have proof of their innocence or not. Spicy is able to escape from the guards and returns to his home to retrieve the stolen longsword, still obsessed with it's image in his mind and wanting to free his poor neighbours.

Spicy feels strangly overconfident and combative, but lets the feelings flow through him and attacks the prisoner barracks where his friends are being held. In his mind he only wanted to disarm the guards but instead he ends up slaughtering them, to the shock of the prisioners. Logically Spicy is aware that he is now in deep shit, but emotionally he is thrilled at the bloodshed and desires more. A vague thought to be rid of the sword crosses his mind but the ever growing obsession with the blade and what it can do crushes any such thoughts quickly.

Moving on to the next prison, Spicy means to only disable the guards but again ends up slaughtering them. This time his two friends show up to stop him, each carrying the swords that they stole, but when they look upon the bloody aftermath of Spicy's prisonbreak, they too are filled with a mysterious urge to fight and kill.

The three truculent young men head to the last prison and kill the guards. This time though, Spicy is not satisfied and wants to fight some more, battle and bloodshed having completely taken over his mind. So strong is his desire to continue using the sword that he turns on his friends and picks a fight with them. They too are being overwhelmed with the desire to fight and soon the three peasant boys are in a forest glade having a Mexican standoff of sorts with their stolen longswords.

Before they can kill each other a small army of a hundred or so guards arrives and surrounds them completely, imploring the boys to give themselves up or be killed. Spicy jumps headlong into fighting but his companions are more reluctant to face so many opponents and run away. Spicy fends off most of the guards but is injured and forced to flee after his friends.

Near a lake in the mountains to the north, the three friends reunite. The obsessive need to fight has not left them and they start to fight each other again. For the first time Spicy becomes aware of a demonic presence living in his sword, urging him to slaughter his friends. Even though the awareness that he has been possessed dawns on him, Spicy continues to fight his friends, half enjoying it and half unable to stop.

The friend that looks like Ichigo kills the friend who looks like Uryū - and when that boy's body falls into the lake and floats away surrounded by blood - the image is enough to startle Spicy and his friend into awareness for a moment and pause their fighting. The overwheming urge to fight and shed blood returns quickly to Spicy and he is unable to stop it, but the Ichigo looking friend is able to put down his sword and be free of the demon possessing him. He urges Spicy to do the same but is cut down by his friend for his efforts.

Completely possessed and beyond all rationality, Spicy runs off into the mountains and I cannot remember any more of this dream.

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Note: Tonight's goals included further training with Vegeta, to which MoSh wanted to come… I wanted to search for Xildron, about whom I learned from another dreamer. Now that I have a bit more information about him I wanted to try to search for him. I also have the continuing goals of completing the tasks of the year, sharing a DDO dream with Tigress where both of us remember, and trying to get more healing dreams in like I used to… of course this can be done in conjunction with other goals… With my goals in mind, I slipped into a WILD…

As I entered my WILD I took a few minutes to look around. I found myself in MoSh's inner world looking at MoSh's house which was, once again, completely different than when I last saw it. I took only a couple minutes to look at MoSh's brand new house, who is it that keeps giving him new houses all of the time, anyway, before going up to the door and knocking. The door opened and MoSh greeted me as he came out onto the porch. When he said to open a portal, however, I stopped him there and said he really needed to take a look at his own house from the outside. He asked why, he wouldn't remember it anyway. I said it is possible that he would remember the house… I was going to hope he would, anyway.

MoSh followed me out onto the grass in front of his house where a black dog ran over to greet us looking happy. I turned MoSh around and pointed at his house. It looked a lot like this picture except the front porch was larger as was the deck above it, and there were curved bay windows on either side of the front door. Asuka was on the deck over the front entry area, calling down to MoSh and waving to him; she called out a hello to me, as well. MoSh turned around and surveyed the house, paused to pet the dog, surveyed the house again, then turned to me. He said it is nice, asked what the big deal was. I told him it wasn't the same house as it had been on past days. He seemed to brush that idea off and said of course it was the same house, houses don't just up and change of their own accord, do they? I opened a portal to the area outside of Vegeta's house after figuring I wasn't going to get anything else out of MoSh.

MoSh and I stepped out of the portal to find we were face to face with Vegeta, who had apparently been there waiting for us. I asked how long he had been waiting; I didn't really want to train with a cranky Vegeta who had been waiting too long… He said that of course he had just come out when he felt our energy approaching. He had returned a short time ago from Walms' place, where he had found Walms this time, though he was not convinced Walms had been up to his usual standard of lucidity. I commented to him that if Walms was dreaming, there was somewhere around a 95% chance he was lucid. But apparently Vegeta didn't want to take any time up with discussing how lucid or non-lucid Walms might have been… he was ready to get straight to business. He had us do some speed tests. I watched MoSh fly through them at such speeds I could hardly see him move at all, I was sure I was nowhere near that fast. Vegeta came over to me and looked at me as if he had just heard that thought. He said that to begin with, I am not in competition with MoSh… and second, if I could see myself move I would see pretty much the same thing, so stop focusing on MoSh and focus on my own training.

The next part of the training was with both Vegeta and Serena as we moved onto swords. This part of the training involved using swords only, not to be supplemented by any powers or aids, so that immediately ruled out the using of my Witchblade sword, which was a bit disappointing. Instead, Serena brought out a pair of swords that were identical to each other, handing one of them to MoSh and one of them to me as she arrived. She then proceeded to demonstrate her skill on a fighting dummy, executing some flashy moves I have never seen before, but it looked like she hadn't even touched the dummy. It looked like she hadn't touched the dummy, that is, until she was done and the dummy turned to pieces almost as small as dust. Having demonstrated her speed and skill, we moved on to training on various sword techniques with Serena and Vegeta's help. The training included some fighting more dummies, some sparring between MoSh and myself; I changed one of the dummies into Dennis before hacking it to bits, but Vegeta seemed to think that was more of a distraction than a motivation. With Vegeta's time dilation we got a good training session in.

This is one of those long, detailed, epic-like dreams that my subconscious seems to produce every now and then.


The dream takes place in a post-apocalypic world where small populations of people often battle each other over limited resources. Technology has been reduced to horse-drawn carriages and flint-lock pistols. There is a man who lives away from the fighting and he works in a forge underneath a damaged bridge by a wide river. The Swordmaster, as he is called, made swords (duh!) and armour. He had a reputation of being a ruthless fighter and a loner, and had no known friends or relatives. He sold his creations to whomever could pay, choosing not to take sides in the frequent battles.

The dream starts with a young girl (about eight years old?), with black hair and green eyes, wandering into his forge (I think her name was Jeyna, or something like that). The Swordmaster tries to scare her away, but she seems unafraid of him and interested in the swords that are on display. I cannot recall the conversation they had, but the Swordmaster eventually bribes her into leaving by giving her a delicately crafted knife for free. The dream takes on a kind of montage effect and shows Jeyna returning in secret several times to watch the swordmaker at work with great fascination.

The dream skips a few years. Jeyna flees to the forge because her hometown has been destroyed and with nowhere else to go, she begs the Swordmaster to take her in and teach her how to make swords. He challenges her to a deal and though she is able to deflect a few blows, Jeyna is utterly outmatched by the Swordmaster. However, he is impressed with her skill and determination and agrees to take her on as an apprentice, but warns of his sudden moods and ill temper. Between teaching her how to use the forge, the Swordmaster also teaches Jeyna some swordfighting skills.

The dream skips a few more years to when Jeyna is a young woman. Despite his cold, emotionless demenor, the Swordmaster has grown quite attatched to Jeyna and become very protective of her, though he tries not to show it. While working in the forge one day, and while the Swordmaster is out, the forge is raided by bandits looking for supplies. Jeyna tries to defend the place but the bandits are armed with long-range weapons like bows and spears and she is captured. The bandits are about to kill Jeyna when a group of soldiers on horseback and wielding flintlock guns and rifles show up and chase the bandits away. The captain of the soldiers tries to recruit Jeyna, telling her of how much of the population has come together to live in peace, but says that she can only join if she can use a gun. The soldiers then ride off in pursuit of the bandits.

After the soldiers leave and the Swordmaster returns and Jeyna has filled him in on what happened, the Swordmaster gives his apprentice directions to a trustworthy and neutral gunsmith that lives a few kilometres south of the forge. Before she leaves, the Swordmaster gives to Jeyna his strongest and most cherished sword. It is a rapier with a white and gold handle and the Swordmaster says that the sword is the best made in the world. Though curious as to why he is passing on the sword to her, Jeyna takes it without question and sets out across no-man's land alone.

The Gunsmith's shop is unmarked and located right between two colonies of people that often fight each other and Jeyna has to find it without being seen or caught. When she does find the place, the Gunsmith, a fat, bald man with a thick curling mustach, scoffs at her request for a gun. He claims that she cannot afford his creations and that he only shares his weaponry with soldiers, not children. Jeyna tries everything from threatening him to begging and the Gunsmith just gruffly laughs at all of her attempts. Finally, Jeyna gives up and goes outside, loudly cursing the Swordmaster under her breath. As she starts to walk away, the Gunsmith runs (or waddles, being fat) outside and chides her for not mentioning the Swordmaster before, as they are old friends. The Gunsmith gives Jeyna his best weapon for free and tells her that she is welcome back anytime to learn how to use the weapon. He also says that she and the Swordmaster to come and visit some time.

When Jeyna returns to the forge, the hour is very late and the Swordmaster is no where to be found. It is only after a couple of days that Jeyna becomes worried, though she is afraid to leave to forge unguarded. Jeyna continues to work the forge until she runs out of resources, which the Swordmaster had always provided before. Only when all of the goods had been sold and there was nothing left of value in the forge or shop, did Jeyna contemplate leaving. She was torn between searching for the Swordmaster, or trying to find the group of soldiers who had tried to recruit her. The Gunsmith suddenly shows up for a visit and while he can provide her with the location of the soldiers, he has no idea where the Swordmaster would be.

The dream gets fuzzy here. There is something about Jeyna searching along the riverbank and running into some of the bandits who raided the forge before. They are unarmed and with their children, bathing and washing their clothes at the water's egde. There is a lengthy conversation about something before Jeyna leaves and returns to the forge. As she is going back she sees two people fighing in the wasteland in the distance and when she gets closer it turns out to be the Swordmaster and the Gunsmith. They are in hand to hand combat and both are battered and bruised. Jeyna runs between the two and tries to seperate them, but the Swordmaster pulls her sword from it's scabbard and violently cuts down the Gunsmith. Jeyna stands in shocked silence while the Swordmaster wipes the sword clean and walks away from the bloody scene. He does not return to the forge and disappears again.

Jeyna does not return to the forge and goes to join the soldiers instead. The dream becomes fuzzy and I cannot remember any more.