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Mara Strikes

As the bonfire crackled and danced, casting flickering shadows across the faces of the gathered crowd, a sinister presence seemed to materialize within the flames. The once warm and inviting fire now held a foreboding aura, as an immense and malevolent face emerged from its depths. The face that stared back at the onlookers was nothing short of terrifying, its malevolence palpable even from a distance. It belonged to none other than Mara, the embodiment of all things wicked and vile. With a voice sending terror into the hearts of all who heard it, Mara declared its malevolent intentions, proclaiming to be the very source of the darkness that plagued their world. Its words hung heavy in the air, filling the hearts of those present with a chilling sense of dread. read more

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True Liberation

True Liberation

As the night fell, the Shire’s inhabitants and Pamela gathered around a large bonfire. The flames shot high into the sky, casting a warm glow over the group. Pamela began to share her spiritual journey, captivating the audience with tales of her metamorphosis. She spoke of her exploration of the Seven Mystical Towers of the Unborn, and how it had changed her life forever. read more

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A Farewell

Agnes turned to me with a solemn expression on her face. She informed me that Evan would be speaking with me presently and asked me to brace myself for what he had to say. My heart sank as I realized that this was going to be a difficult conversation. Agnes explained that Evan had to take leave of me now and remain for an unforeseeable time in the Temple of the Black Dragons. read more

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The Weapon of Choice

The encounter with the Primordial brought about a deep understanding and intense enlightenment. Yet, in that moment of deep introspection, as Evan fully immersed himself in contemplation, devoting all his mental faculties to exploring the depths within, something alarming took place. It is difficult to put into words, but it seemed as if, from the corners of his concentrated awareness, he detected the motion of an otherworldly presence. It was an unsettling jolt, similar to the sensation of feeling an unexpected, slithering movement against one’s leg while resting serenely in bed. Initially, Evan had conceived that the presence of mind vermin could be traced back to antiquity. But here he was now experiencing the damn thing. Evan contemplated allowing it to pass, as he surmised that they were merely projections originating from the recesses of the dark psyche.  However, as soon as he had commenced this action, the dreadful sensation commenced to escalate once more. read more

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The Quest

Nearby Hitler’s bunker in late April of 1945, the advancing Russians were weaving their way through battered Berlin when they discovered in the deep cellar of an abandoned building six dead Tibetans lying together in a form of ritual circle; at the center of the circle was a Tibetan monk wearing green gloves… read more

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