TestofFaith

I seemed to be on some kind of medieval farm, one with a large paddock behind the barn which is next to a large tower made of some kind of beige coloured sandstone. I meet a friend I haven't seen in years and say "Yeah, I could finally make it" implying either I was late for something or a loose reference to the fact I find it rather difficult to lucid dream. So the dream skips to after our conversation and I then go to the tower and climb the stairs on the inside to an atrium on the second to top layer with lots of glass. Dream cuts to me searching for an acquaintance from school and to no avail.