I am feeling sapped today of all energy. I called out and performed my work to solicit Ares to charge a sigil I made in blood to aquire a specific job. After the calling and presentation of the sigil, I was wiped out and had to lay down for a bit. During my call, I could feel his prescence. A scornful look burning a hole to the center of my soul. His face in shadow under a bronze colored helm. His eyes blazing, black with a red iris. Rage is all I could feel, like the dam about the break. I am feeling like I am getting my teeth kicked in, but I trudge on.
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