Star Traveler
On an ageless night, I descended into the womb of dreams. I saw the light
On an ageless night, I descended into the womb of dreams. I saw the light
A voice speaks to me at night. Is it a soul in pain? Would it be a living?
Live your dreams, join the pack of Flying Wolves and find the other half of your life
Such is our earthly adventure: the most unfathomable mystery is ourselves.
Try a stimulating training to reach astral state and remember your astral flights.
Access to the astral plane opens after Arcane XIII, at Arcane XIV Temperance
Register for the second cycle of the scalar practice workshop that will begin soon.
Dream is a life you can’t afford. It’s also real life. Reality is illusory. Illusion is real.
We flew all night, in the morning the wolf did not eat us.