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i can’t wait until october when there’s no sun outside and everything is cute colors and it’s cold and there are terrible horror movies on tv, my power is at its peak then
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The San Bernardino County Sun, California, July 13, 1956
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Timeline: 28th February 2019, Thursday, early morning Location: Bertrand - Agüeybanyá Residence Mood: Tired. Starving. Annoyed.
Cruz has been spending a lot of his time working, studying, and practicing his magic. In the last year, his abilities have become more advanced. That is due to the time spent in training with Rodrigo, Jesús, and Marcel. He still thinks that the birth of Serafina definitely unlocked some block that he had with his abilities. While it hasn’t been discussed in detail, he knows at some point training will end along with his life. Things are still awkward and tense between him and Noë. They’re not exactly friends but at least he doesn’t feel like he’ll die from one of her death glares.
Things have been weird around Sanguine lately. Different people, strangers have been visiting the restaurant. They’re new to town and clearly supernatural. Something he can feel whenever they enter the restaurant. He can also feel when their intentions aren’t positive. He hasn’t mentioned those feelings to others. He just watches more carefully. Even when he’s home and in charge of Noë and Serafina.
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Timeline: 28th February 2019, Thursday, early morning Location: Bertrand - Agüeybanyá Residence Mood: Restless. Distracted. Tired.
Marcel has been up most of the night. Recently, he’s started to dream again, much like he did many years ago upon the return to Sanguine. In those dreams he hears many ominous warnings from not only his ancestors but the Bokors that walked before Jesús. Unsure of what each piece and fragment means, he’s been spending time studying.
He stayed up with Serafina and once she drifted back to sleep, he wandered into Jesús office and he’s spent his time combing through old texts and documents trying to put all the pieces together in a way that makes sense to him and the lives of his family.
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“Le soleil a comme un regard. Mais un regard qui regarderait le soleil.
Le regard est un cône qui se renverse sur le soleil.
Et tout l'air est comme une musique figée, mais une vaste, profonde musique, bien maçonnée et secrète, et pleine de ramifications congelées”
Artaud, L'ombilic des limbes
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Yerkes Observatory (Astronomical Observatory, Williams Bay, WI, USA) - Solar Prominence Around Entire Disk, 1916, Night Photography
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