False Friends and the Real Cost of Trust

They say trust me. Trust me. Like the words themselves hold some weight, some magic, some invisible armor against the truth. They come to you with smiling faces, firm handshakes, their eyes steady and voices low, as if loyalty could be whispered and believed just by saying it enough.But the world is old, and the world is tired, and men and women ha

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The Wrong Way

September 20, 2025By Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical healerSomebody out here isn't who they say they are.They smile in my face, wear my name on their lips like lipstick, but they don’t know who they are. They look in mirrors and see my face. They try to walk like me, talk like me. They’ve borrowed my voice and stitched it onto a throat th

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