By Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical Healer We live in a world where the shadows don’t wait for night to fall.Once upon a time, a man could go to sea or hunt the plains or drink in a quiet cantina and know what he was up against. Storms. Tigers. His own cowardice. Things you could name. But now the world’s full of eyes you can’t see, hand
Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical Healer A Profit Of God Says It Was The Land. It Always Came Down To The Land. Better Give It Back Now!
When the storm hit, there were whispers. People would tell you that nature has a way of making things right, but they don’t understand the human hand in it. The kind that moves things when no one’s looking, the kind that bends the rules. A man doesn't just lose his land to a flood or fire. No, it’s something more. A mistake is made, a misplac