third eye. Although this was a Hindu, thus
Indian, sign, I was actually a warrioress of
the oriental tribes, my place now well secure
among the adepts since my invitation to join
them from the swami. For this fortnight my
name was Milinda, and I was to experience
another aspect of my soul residing in this
very unique place I had just ventured upon.
Unknown to me at the time, my soul
bore a sign of reflection and malaise. In my
essence was a tinge of self-satisfaction. Such
a thing could well be dangerous for an
adept, for it made them vulnerable to
outside forces. As I was waiting for my
vehicle to be fully gassed, another entity
awaited me invisibly from above, awaiting
my return to the gateway of initiants.
Because I was blinded by my self-
satisfaction, I didn't notice the tiny brown
and white speckled fawn standing in the
center of the road. A warning of my
vulnerability, the frail, gentle creature held
an imminent knowledge of a battle to come.
As I made it to the tubes of the
initiants, I prepared to enter, find my resting
abode, and sleep for the night. Unknown to
me, the invisible specter remained hovering
above. The initiants in this realm were
brent
(Brent)
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