There’s me. You know me. Somehow I located the Elixir’s base in Siberia. We were going to meet number four.
He goes on, “When you grab the elixir, you must have a Shaman do the ritual. Otherwise, you will become a slave to the Spirit of the Elixir. It will never release you. There is a powerful energy in it that will enslave you. You must beg it to serve you.
Everyone who sat around the table knew felt like we were treasure hunters in a movie. Yet, all of us were embarking on a spiritual journey that was uniquely made for each of us. Svet said, "I never knew that you would be coming for this. I would've never imagined we would all go too." I said, "Yes, we must. It's important."
Like you the reader, I don't know if I'm chasing a windmill, or an illusive Holy Grail. But even if I fail, at least I know I tried and am having fun. My usual travels were getting boring without a strong sense of purpose. Now, I have one. I believe I will be successful because I believe God honors the faithful.