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Awakening of her soul

We ran into the circle of trees a small clearing.  Fog  encompassed the woods hushing footsteps.. dulling the shadows in opposition to the full moon,  in this place ..sacred.. we stood back to back Blood streaked daggers to the sky..

The liquid burgundy lines trickled down our arms, had splattered on to our face.. We were not scared, but enthralled. Copper, iron metallic infused the back of our mouths .. hungry for more..

Everything was alive.. piercing senses.. We had given the due sacrifice and taken our part.. Now we bathed in it all Moonlight, blood.. energy, darkness.. power

I wake from the image.. shake my head.. It is 2018.. The moon demands me to stand.. look out upon it.. The connection is unbroken.. her aura is with me.. Royal Blue.. fahes before me .. Eyes open closed it does not matter.  She is there.. but how.. This life we are separated by hemispheres, continents..   "this life" I repeat .. I see us as if it were now .. I feel no shame for this action and breathe in ..

"sisters of blood.. sisters of night.." rythme goes through me.. it beckons me to recognize more.. open myself up to it.  I am leary.. It fades after those to lines.. I know there is more.. I see myself toss the runes across a rock.. then a table.. saying this verse. looking for clues..direction... I have scried  for her.  she is hidden .  I know she is still there.. I can feel here even if I can't find her.. Flash of purple and blue..

I wake up.. 2018.. saying this chant.. tasting metallic.. the smell of blood in my nostrils.. the feeling of holding dies in my hand.. I don't know what we have opened or awakened.  Maybe I should be scared.. but I am not.. I am not even curious; I know this is part of what I want to know, who I am ..

I have broke the contract.. which means I release myself from the bonds.. And now the images are before me.. Waking wondering through time.  I understand I am one of the sisters of blood.. I know she is also.. .. I don't know that this was part of her design.. But I am a disrupter.. I am influencing that which I wasn't suppose to influence.. I am protecting that which needs protection..

My price .. my eyes.. that is OK .. I have had lives in the shadow lands..   I know the creatures that live there.. I know myself.

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