This is based on a dream I had where I was in this huge shop and I was looking for this sword that I'd seen a while back. A little boy helped me find it. When we picked it up the sword began to bubble inside. The color for me was red, and the color for the boy was white. We found a girl that the sword glowed blue for, and so the three of us pitched in to the buy the 'sword' together. We had no idea what it really did. In the next sequence of events, I was transported by the sword into the past where there were tribes instead of cities and they where being attacked by foreigners from the sea. One of the native warriors possesed a stone (I think it was the same stuff the sword was made out of) where he would but shards of the stone on his arrows and they would act as very effective perimeter wards......... Ah, the joys of an active imagination.