Stephen was not certain how he recognised the sword but at that instant he felt there was a connection and all he wanted was to take it out of the rock.
"Who are you?" Someone said from behind as he turned around swiftly only to see that it was the same old man who had surfaced in his previous dream.
He was frightened as he took a few steps backwards.
"I said, who are you?"
"I am from Morag, but I don't know how I came to be here,"
"You have come to take the sword,"
"Sword, no way, I think you are mistaken," still taking steps backwards he held his gaze on the man's furious countenance.
"Why then are you here?"
"I have no idea, but if you will let me, then I will leave at once," Immediately after he had said that he regained himself.
'What in the world was that?' Stephen thoug
