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Episode thirty seven, Burnt offering. Big kudos to this guy for sacrificing himself for his kid, that was cool of him
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Episode thirty seven, Burnt offering. Big kudos to this guy for sacrificing himself for his kid, that was cool of him
I DID IT! I had The Lightless Flame design turned into a sticker!
Mag 37: burnt offering
A Tarot Inspired design interpreting the failed ritual of "The Lightless Flame". This design is suitable for printing on Light colours! Artw
Favorite sub-genre of Magnus archives episode: man has the audacity, and gets what he deserves
Burnt Offering at the Cypress Grove : Traugott Hermann Rüdisühli : 1900
Redemption Round 3 - Match 8
Section 31 vs. Burnt Offering
Section 31
Burnt Offering
We were so close to a Desolation v Desolation, y'all. Alas, Section 31 stayed in the rankings with 126 votes last round, and is up against Burnt Offering and its 136 RR2 votes for 256 Redemption Votes so far! Side note, I don't think I put this in any of the posts yet but did y'all know Burnt Offering is partially based on a true story? Like the finding a weird ritual site?
MAG 043 - Section 31 | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript
Statement of Police Constable Basira Hussain regarding her time investigating strange occurrences as part of Section 31. Statement taken direct from subject.
MAG 037 - Burnt Offering | Spotify - Acast - YT | Wiki | Transcript
Statement of Jason North, regarding the discovery of an alleged ritual site found near Loch Glass in Scotland.
Hoop for Episode 37 - Burnt Offering for @grimdark.arts who kindly donated to RAICES. Thank you!!
"Finally, I looked at the trees. There was nothing wrong with the trees themselves, not exactly. Driven into the trunk of each one was a heavy-looking iron nail. I didn’t count how many there were in total, maybe a couple dozen. Each suspended a worn and dirt-caked glass milk bottle that had clearly seen better days. My eyes fell on the string used to suspend them, and I couldn’t help but notice it seemed far cleaner and newer than the bottles or their contents.
What was inside each one seemed to vary, some had pine needles and twigs, some were full of dirt, and one or two even held what appeared to be rainwater, though looking closer I could see that it bubbled very gently inside those bottles in an endless simmer. In each I could also see a small photograph, half-buried in dirt or almost boiled clean. They all looked to be the same photograph, though it was hard to tell for sure. An old woman, probably in her fifties or sixties, wearing reading glasses and grey hair curled into a tight bun. She stared out disapprovingly from every bottle.
Weirdest of all, on the bottom of each was tied a lock of hair. It was long and grey, in poor condition, and I reckon it must have belonged to the woman in the photograph."
Tiny scowl.