Blackrock - Iron & Fire

he Quest leads me once more to Blackrock, the City of Dreams … where I encounter many avatars of Fire, as well as connecting with allies met in the jungles of Costa Rica …

I had been to the City of Dreams before. A year or so earlier Vogel had invited me, initiating me to her wonders.

It was a magical place. Flush with the energies of the emergent World. I had come by different paths this time, finding my way into a realm of iron and fire, of metalworkers and fellow firedancers.

There was a magic of embodiment there. Where beings stepped deeper into the freedom of who they could be, burning away the bits and pieces of their old selves that no longer served in a radiant pyre after an elemental ordeal of personal alchemy.

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It was a place of iron and fire, thick with the energy that i’d come to associate with the earth.  It smelled of the forge.

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Lights in the Night

At night everything changed.  In the cooling darkness, the light was made more distinctive, the worlds more easily seen.  Here the metal sigils wrought into the sculpture glowed with flaming light, revealing a language of molten light.  It felt like a portal.  A signpost to world that lay in the distance and I followed it deeper into the night.

 
Looking back across the akasha, I see why I shot the photo when I did, how the many letters, the many languages of humanity were lit from behind by the most elemental of things.
 
I continued to wield the photography, feeling for the space within myself where I could illuminate the magic I felt beneath the surface of the world.

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It was truly the landscape of another world.  Of dreams made real, forming a place of rare blossom.  Where at any moment you could run into something new, something that mirrored the shape of your mind.

The elementals were so strong, expressing themselves through the swirling storms of glowing dust. Dancing with the unleashed energy of the pyre. Despite the distance, I could feel them, their intelligence and grace, shifting the textures of the space.

Characters Appearing in this Episode

 

Christina Cannavo