By Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical Healer We live in a world where the shadows don’t wait for night to fall.Once upon a time, a man could go to sea or hunt the plains or drink in a quiet cantina and know what he was up against. Storms. Tigers. His own cowardice. Things you could name. But now the world’s full of eyes you can’t see, hand

THE HUNTER HUNTED: FAKE FACES, REAL CRIMESBy Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical Healier tells us they have created fake accounts and using his profile images. this a big group in copyright I guess they need to lose more money he says my money they stold from me.Some men hunt game. Others hunt men. Tonight, in this tired country that still fancie

The Storm Came Without AskingThe thing about storms is—they never ask permission.They don’t knock. They arrive. Sudden. Unforgiving.You might catch the sky darkening, but by then, it’s already too late.The wind’s tearing at the door, and it doesn’t care if you're ready.Doesn’t care if you just set your life in order,or if your hands are