[EPISODE V. / CHAPTER 23.]
THERE, BY THE EDGE OF THE GLOWING POND, KNELT THE MOTHER Magdalena, who was held hotly in a hypnotic hex.
Her dark hand, with its long and dark, graceful fingers, remained submerged in the precious Water, her Eyelids lightly closed. She was revitalizing herself, receiving strong, heavy waves of nourishing energy flow from the silvery pond and into her, charging her magic.
With this extremely pleasant sensation fueling her body densities, the Mother felt as high as the heavens. That familiar glorious sensation of being joyously immersed in the psychedelic cosmo-scape playground in the sky that had momentarily soothed her panic back when she was desperately attempting to flee her smoldering smashed spacecraft once again returned to her. But the version of the vision that now flooded her bio-rhythms was that alternate image she had had of herself swimming in deep space all by…
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