March 15, 2012 dream

1 MR and some other people are on top of a hill, ready to play some game. I warn them not to use the crab apples. We're on top of a green hill. There are trees here and there.

2 There some story going. There's a man. He's wearing this almost cotton looking white robe with a brown sash. In one part, there are large, wolf-like creatures, who are bad guys. They burn the man's arm, and he's screaming. It's some fantasy land. A large fire starts up. Eventually, it's extinguished. Later on, we good guys meet up, including the man (he lives but his arm is ruined). One guy talks with 'invisible words'.