August 23, 2024
A dwarf death reaper holding a scythe was outside the house.
Next, I saw a bundle of many sharp long weapons in the corner of the house. Someone has given me that, I thought it was from a man (or from the Lord).
Then, the small death reaper disappeared outside the house.
Afterwards, I faced a man.
He was like restless, and I wanted to help him heal.
I was about to touch his head when he abruptly avoided it.
He said helplessly, "Your recovery is my destruction."
I am not sure what is meant by that statement.
I was thinking of a man I know, and I assumed maybe our Spirits are clashing against each other, but another thing is inside my head, however, sometimes it's better left unsaid.