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Sword of the Eagle Dreamer

In the dream I was in a small yard overlooking a steep canyon view, I looked down at my hand to see I held a large brown feather of the bald eagle. Wind blows into my face from the valley below and I hold up the feather to meet the stiff breeze. I feel a jolt go through my body as the feather begins to vibrate in an almost unnatural way.

Buzzing and humming as it swayed back and forth in the air above me, the feather swoops down slicing through the air in large arching sweeps guided by the wind. Coming back to the position above me the feather continued to hum with its powerful energy and sound.

I was awestruck at this lesson of a feather's true power as if the wind itself spoke:

"Any feather is stronger then a sword"

Holding the feather above me, I feel my self pulled up high into the air with the vibration of the lesson engulfing my being and before I knew it the world around me ceased to exist.

I was taken to a place unknown to me, where time was much more rapid then it is here. Everything was instantaneous, men and women were all around me in crude garments of fur, leather and bone. The one trait akin to them all was they all carried some array of weaponry constructed of eagle feathers with their totem animal scratched upon their chest in some way.

Memories flashed by, eons seemed to pass and the time spent with these people was no more then an instant and I saw myself drifting back down to the yard from where I left. Looking down into my hands I carried 2 crude eagle fans afixed with wax, tar and bone, adorned with strange metal clasps and serpentine figures that interwove the hilt and fan.

Looking down at my tattooed arms I could see intricately carved bone rings with black inlays to excentuate the designs, as I flapped the fans a final time they burst apart into fragments of what they once were and in my hand once more was the single pristine feather of the eagle.

Feeling the soft green grass between my toes, I breathe a deep sigh of the fresh air and my vision fades to darkness.

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