In the land surrounding the fortress of Shonar, the Blacksmith cruelly reigned over his companions. He bullied the men and terrorized the women. He died and found himself in the spirit world the same as he left it. A man without pity, who scoffed at the weakness of others and took advantage of his strength and domineering personality to lord over those who couldn’t or wouldn’t fight back. Yet, the spirit realm tells us that there is no such thing as all bad or all good, everyone is a mixture.

The Blacksmith too had good lurking deep within him. It had not yet found a way to emerge. But the process of shedding the rough exterior and allowing the soft and beautiful to reveal itself is one that is not rushed. The timing is up to each individual. Free will means that no one is forced, only presented opportunities, to be picked up or left on the floor. Read More.

In the Lower Zone, lies the fortress of Shonar. A high spirit, but one who chose to remain in the region of hard and unrepentant souls. In the castle, with walls, and a barrier at the gate, a woman awaits. She was murdered. She was killed by her brother. She knew too much and was a risk. For that she was disposed of. Now, alive as a spirit on the other side, she prays she may be of aid to her sibling, who she has forgiven and wishes to help rise above petty plots and desires for power. He was killed and has resided for some time amongst brigands and plotters like himself. Read More.