modern mysticism
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There was a table hidden in plain sight. Not the kind hidden behind locked doors or guarded by passwords. The kind hidden because most people would never recognize its value if they sat down in the empty chair. The room itself was ordinary. Wood floors. Dim lights. Coffee cups scattered across the table. No one…
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The fire cracked and spit sparks into the Texas night. A luxury VRBO sat tucked away in the countryside, miles from the nearest city. The kind of place corporate people rented when they needed to convince themselves they still knew how to relax. Floor-to-ceiling windows. Expensive coffee. Hot tub. String lights hanging from oak trees.…