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Feb 2010
They walk towards me in a line.
They are all wear black cloaks.
{I am asked: Do they have blood red eyes?}
They carry twisted red walking sticks and wear silver masks.
{I am told to call my dragon}
As they walk, they walk around me...
{They are moving on twisted blood, their intent is evil.}
{ Look behind and see what is in the distance}
I look past them to see a tiny white light.
I see water gushing at me but never does it touch me.
{This is a becoming right. do not run, you asked to be closer.}
Where I stand the faces gather closer and closer to me, then stepping back...
I hear no sound for there is none to hear.
{ I close my eyes and talk to dragon, I see them back away.}
I now see double circles on the black floor.
{What is your name in these circles?}
I see Raven Caller.
There is no voice to hear, I see it on the wind/air.
{Are you stronger or weaker here? Are you afraid?}
I feel strength, I feel pulling, my blood hot, being pulled, stinging. Where I am standing is a white very faded rose design.
{You can become the rose cross or penta rose}
The room is now half black and half white, but the white seems to be running like wet paint into the black
{Is there a name in your head you see/hear?}
Yes, Raven Caller
{Is there new symbols within the circles?}
A white heart and a black heart intertwined above the rose I stand on now shows clearly.
{You are bonded...}{RavenCaller}
(This is a dream state) ac
CopyrightΒ Β  Vampiress
Written by
Anne Cameron
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