There are several of them in bands of a dozen (or more) each. Living distant from each other, yet too close to break any associations. All of them encompass the young and the old, each serving different purposes. As one group begins to strengthen its footing, another comes forward full speed and crushes it under the weight of spells. They have acquired this much abstract power (to ruin others) over years of relentless rehearsal and patience.

With a table situated in the center, members of each band sit across from each other, forming a complete circle. They speak to each other one moment and remain silent the next. If an individual among them dares to complain of something, others give a lethal gaze, and he freezes right there for hours and doesn’t regain his agency unless some force brea

See Full Page