I've just left a party and am walking down a country road towards a city as I become lucid. I fly up into the air and begin exploring the city which seems like a mideval walled city. There seems to be a limit to how high I can fly. But, I am enjoying just looking at all the vibrant reds and oranges of the trees and exploring the city. As I am heading towards a courtyard with a tall tower I see someone floating by me garbed in blue with a katana strapped to his side.
In the courtyard I encounter my mother, who is scolding me for something. I walk inside the tower, because I can't fly anymore in her presence. But, she follows me in and continues scolding me. Then I realize it isn't really my mother, but some subconscious force limiting me. So I shrink her down to the size of an ant and squash it. But, when I go into the next room she is there, even angrier. I force push her away. She gets up and tries to shot lightning at me but is unable to. Yet I get knocked into darkness.
I look up and to the right and the dream reforms. I am right back where I was, but the negative force is gone. Remembering the flying ninja, I decide to look for a sword. So, I leave the tower and head back into the city.
As I wander through a Japanese style open market place I telepathically ask people where I can find a sword, since I'm unable to speak at this point. A man directs me towards what appears to be a temple. I try and go upstairs, but I am stopped and asked if I need a woman to accompany me, like it's some sort of brothel.
I leave the sex temple. By now I've found my voice and I ask a security guard where I can find a sword. Walking in the direction he pointed I find a cafeteria looking place with a wall that has tons of swords on it. As I inspect the wall all I see are broken or very fragile looking swords. None of them are in the style I'm looking for.
When I get to the end of the wall I see a curtain. Past the curtain is a room with tattami matt floors and more curtains dividing up the room. I hear a japanese lady say "knock, knock, come in." I part the curtains to the right and see a sword smith and his wife. I bow to both of them, but the sword smith says it's unnecessary. I ask him about getting a sword or even a Katana and Wakizashi set. He hands me a broken tanto and tells me to look around.
The swordsmith says that all of the things he has are very old and fragile, but he has made some fine weapons in the past. He hands me a sword that is somewhat katana shaped. But, in the middle of the sword, the blade curves back the opposite direction to form an edge on the opposite side. The metal looks dull and fragile.
Then I wake up...
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