In a Vulture's Shadow

The stories of the sorcerer Don Juan had carried me this far. I set the spirit of his apprentice free, helping him escape the inorganic beings. Within the tale, there was truth, no matter how small or skewed. I would enter the non-ordinary reality or die trying.  When the desert grew its darkest and I was sure death stalked me, the world exploded with color, and fear fell to its knees before me.  -Kevin Wikse. 

"Follow my footprints for long enough. You will discover sun-bleached bones, blood-stained sand, and animal-gnawed remains —each a demarcation in my evolution of human predation—milestones in my journey toward Heaven and Hell. Irrefutable proof that the desert is a magical place to do awful things to evil people." -Gila Monster Kevin Wikse

"All warriors are hunters of power. They are like wild, starving dogs relentlessly stalking the whereabouts of their next meal. They are forever hungry, not for the accumulation of power but for the amassing of the necessary energy to fuel and sustain their continual advancement. Around every man and woman, there is a field of energy—a luminous cocoon in which a tremendous alchemical transmutation is either taking place or laying dormant as etheric pupa trapped between phases due to insufficient power. Most humans' etheric double resembles undeveloped fetuses within their luminous cocoons. They lead half-lives with little to no awareness. They dream weak dreams, possess frail influence, and are kept as slaves by masters they don't know exist.  The warrior, however, is always hunting for power and fighting for his or her liberation. Warriors undergo many progressions and advancements within their luminous cocoons. They experience numerous cycles and evolutions, the massing ...