I was at an outdoor craft show, looking at some jewelry and eavesdropping on a conversation in the next tent between Death and an angel with black wings. The angel did not want to kill someone that Death was instructing them to kill. A knight rode into a crowd of people shopping at the show. Everyone stopped to look at him. The knight was riding on a golden horse but he had a rope that went off into the distance that was holding him back from moving any further. Then, subtly, from within the crowd, the black-winged angel touched the knight gently, which meant that he would die.

(I have had a theme of glowing golden 'things' in dreams this month...first this golden horse, then the wierd golden alien in the giant dream and I had another dream where someone was immersed within a huge pile of glowing golden coins with just their head sticking out of the top of the pile).