The scene expanded around the old woman. She was in the middle of the woods. Seven magic hunters stood behind her. They all faced a grand cave with a mouth blocked by an enormous stone. The old woman was nervous. With that many magic hunters aiming their weapons at her, I could understand why. But what was strange was that she looked more worried about the stone in front of her.
I’d envisioned this before. With a flash my dream then changed to another familiar scene. Hills with blue colored grass rolled in the distance. A huge river surrounded by embankments of gray sand resided next to a great battle unfolding. Jason, SJ, and Blue were fighting at least thirty enemy knights in gleaming black, gold, and blood red armor. While Blue and Jason harnessed the power of their respective weapons
