Posted on: 2011-11-07 by Guest

Well i dreamed that i was a crusader in the holy lands and riding a horse but strange thing was everything looked soo plain it was just sand and it also had a very dark twirling vision, suddenly i heard a screaming arab running towards me i had no weapon and i ran and ran till i reached a patch of dead grass you know typical desert grass and there was a scimitar sword i toke it and i fought the arab i parried all hes attacks and suddenly i slashed hes chest and broke hes neck and i spinned and cutted he's head off but the feeling i had was indescribale i was feeling somewhat of a leader and a exploding hatred first when i ran i felt fear but when i taked the sword i felt dominative bloodlusty murderous and chivalrous at the same time and after i killed the arab i drinked hes blood in a golden cub with an inscription called Corvus