I had a bit to dream last night. I went to sleep around 11 and woke up about 7:30.
Spelunking Madness
I am at the mouth of a huge expanse of caverns, preparing to lead an expedition to find these mystical sources of power. The entrance to this cave is very small but once I crawl through the tiny hole, I find myself inside of a giant chamber with several passages leading out of it. There is no source of light but somehow all of the rock has a dull blue glow. The cave is also chilly and damp. There is a faint odor of mildew. I choose the hole to the far left and begin following a maze. After a while of randomly choosing passages, I end up in a chamber with these statues of ogres holding hammers. On the wall behind them is a blood red war hammer bathed in a bright white light. I walk up to the hammer and touch it with my left hand. I can feel a surge of confidence from my arm to my whole body. I grab it with the other hand and the power is coursing all through my body. As I feel this influx I can see the hammer fading away in my arms. Soon it is gone and I am out of breath; my hands are hot from the touch of the hammer.
A door on the wall opens up where the hammer was before it. I walk through it and I am led down a narrow twisting corridor. Now I am running faster, excited and confidant. There is a slight wind at my back as I run. I find myself in another room. This one smaller than the room before. There are white wooden pillars set where the statures were in the previous room. Hanging from the pillars and forming an arc is a thick eggshell ribbon and behind the ribbon, mounted on the wall is a white sledgehammer similarly bathed in a bright white spot. I walk to the ribbon, step over it and then stand very close to the hammer. I pause for a second before grabbing it off the wall. Again, I can feel a sensation running through me as the hammer fades away. This time I can feel a calm pass through me, like a peaceful assuredness, and rather than fade the hammer was almost absorbed into my skin.
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