I have been watching my brother through his training and he is showing signs that he is getting some kind of strength from it. You know 'the substance' that he found. I don't how he found it or what it is. In addition to the substance he keeps getting more unfriendly. I just wish this ordeal could be over. When I was younger I could see Keltar at the throne and looking beyond the four seas.

But now I can't I can see myself but not him at the throne. If I could the throne the is sparkled gold with all the gems in the world. But if he is in the throne I see brambles covering it from head to toe.

Nothing seemed to be going right for me in my thoughts and dreams. Maybe that means I could be in a sideways universe skipping through my thoughts as though they were real and could come true at any moment in time. I couldn't think how my brother, the one that I lived with could suddenly change. In an instant could a tearing nation be brought back together or a loyal friend go to the clutches of evil. Or could a brother who has been kind his entire life become part of the reason of a downfall of torture and evil to rule instead of fairness and knowledge to beat the evil wretch.

Every evening I think before I sleep about my dream and what it would mean to others. I have come to a conclusion. More like a question to myself.

Maybe my nightmare was meant as a vision. Not only a dream.