It was raining heavily. Veiled men in black garments swirled round in circles, chanting an inaudible mantra. He looked around. They were under attack.
"Now Grandmeister!!". One of the veiled men cried. The grandmeister moved, no he hovered. In one swoop, he came charging towards him with his arms outstretched. He made contact with his forehead and chanted the same mantra.
Then he cried in a language that sounded like Latin "Oblitus!". And everything went dark. He woke up suddenly from the same nightmare he had been having for the past week. He checked the clock on his bedside stool. It showed the same time as usual, in it's eerie green flashing light state.
"4:44AM"! And then he heard a voice saying "fiat lux!" And he fainted.
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ParanormalA story about life and death. Angels and Demons and A young man's connection to a swirling world of power , deceit and evil. Magick, Mystery and Enlightenment
