I dreamed of Merlin last night.  We were walking through a sun-dappled forest and he was explaining something to me, as he did when I was a boy.  But I could not understand the words he was saying.  His words came to me as though he were at a great distance, or underwater.  They were garbled and confusing, and I fear I could not make out what he was saying.

He then pointed to the North-East and said something else, as if urging me to go. And between one mangled word and the next, he vanished, as if he had never been there in the first place. 

I wonder what it meant?