Thorn.
I hear the jail door as it unlocks. My eyes are closed but my senses are alive. The keys rattle, the sounds of multiple footsteps and they enter into the jail. I open my eyes to see six men in the cell with me and Mishon walks in their midst, walking up to me. I’m glad to know that my senses are still alive, my jaguar did not completely get poisoned.
So, it’s defensive nature is still supplying my senses and despite the fact that my eyes are closed. I can take note of everyone, I can smell the fear on their skin as they walk around the cell. They are afraid of a man whose legs have been crippled by the poison. I spent the entire time meditating to my jaguar, looking for answers in the midst of myself as to how I’m supposed to defeat the poison.
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