Saving my brother

Date: 10/15/2016

This was a wierd dream, bordering on some true facts in my life. They are as follows: 1. I have a younger brother 2. He has never listened to or respected me 3. When i left home for college he became a rebel at home and is mentally and emotionally hurting the rest of my family like I used to do. The dream incorporated some "anime-like" details. Everyone in the world has this "transforming phase" where the recieve brittle wings and an extra part (attactched to your hand, leg, whatever) which is in the sort of a very ugly weapon. Anyway, both me and my brother have undergone the transformation, when i go home to visit during my holidays i see his wings are flaky and torn, and his weapon (a very big mace attached to his hand) looks ugly and dangerous. It looks like he his poisoned by his power. I try to sit him down and stop him, but he yells at me and tells me to get lost, and we end up fighting. My weapon is a small dagger, attactched to my hand. It was a difficult fight, he knocks me around, i stab him a lot. But in the end we eventually end up ruining each other weapons and fell exhausted to the ground. As soon as our weapons were destroyed. Oir wings flourished and became large and healthy. We both sat up, exchanged a mutual gaze of understanding and went our separate ways.