Anonymous ID: 037191 June 29, 2018, 11:36 p.m. No.1967797   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>7806 >>7928

This will speak to some.

Cleansing it important, not just for Yourself.

Prepare, if you feel the calling. We will be needed soon.

Just noticed the link ends with Q. Wonderful. Clarity.

Do waves forget they are part of the same ocean when the seas are roughened by storms?

WWG1WGA

Anonymous ID: 037191 June 29, 2018, 11:55 p.m. No.1967934   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>7988

>>1967866

Fleur du Lis

The flower of Lily - A stylized Iris?

Eyes are the mirror of the Soul?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fleur-de-lis

https://lilipedia.wikispaces.com/Lilies+in+Myth+and+Literature

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iris_(mythology)

Lily.. Lilies..Lilith?

http://www.unicorngarden.com/bkshe4.htm

>The three angels tried to coax Lilith to return to Adam but she only laughed: 'How could I go back to Adam after the entertainment I have enjoyed here?' The angels threatened to kill her but she only dared them to try. Which they did, and failed because she had learned some magical tricks in her exile. But after a great battle they managed to bundle her into the Outer Darkness and slaughter her offspring.

Who slaughters offspring?

Love and Understanding, Anons

WWG1WGA

Anonymous ID: 037191 June 30, 2018, 12:13 a.m. No.1968072   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>8088

>>1968044

They do not Want people to come here. Dangerous for them if people become aware or start searching.

They're counting on obedience and short attention span to repel.

Anonymous ID: 037191 June 30, 2018, 12:43 a.m. No.1968298   🗄️.is 🔗kun

I’ve journeyed deep into the fade in ancient ruins and battlefields to see the dreams of lost civilizations.

I’ve watched as hosts of spirits clash to re-enact the bloody past in ancient wars both famous and forgotten.

Every great war has its heroes, I’m just curious what kind you’ll be.

 

I lay in dark and dreaming sleep, while countless wars and ages passed. I woke still weak a year before I joined you.

My people fell for what I did to strike the Evanuris down, but still some hope remains for restoration.

 

I saw a young Qunari work-

ing in a simple kitchen, bak-

ing bread as she was ordered every morning.

In every loaf she broke the rules.

She'd take a pinch of sugar and

would fold it to the center, like a secret.

And this act of

small rebellion

brought a shining

smile across her face.

 

I found an ancient spirit who

had once been undisputed king

of almost every land I had discovered.

Like pride or rage, it was the Fade's

reflection of a feeling. When

I asked which one it was, the spirit faltered.

"They've forgotten,"

said the spirit.

"There remains no

word for what I was."