Under the cloak of night, a tale unfolds, one that weaves through the fabric of the mystical and the arcane. I am Vancora Michaels, a name whispered with reverence and awe in circles that dance on the edge of the known world. My lineage is a tapestry of cultures—Black, French, Indian, and Persian—each thread imbued with its own ancient wisdom.
For 22 years, I have journeyed beyond the veil, delving into the mystery system as a 9th-degree Priest. My realm is one of witchcraft, astrology, and the sacred texts of myriad religions. My quest for knowledge is not merely academic; it is a pilgrimage of the soul.
The Christian Bible, a labyrinth of symbols and parables, yielded its secrets to me over three arduous years. My mentor, Sherrie Winnings of The Coven Of The Gray, guided me until she crossed into the realm beyond. Her spirit whispers in the rustle of leaves, a constant presence in my journey. Our coven, a sacred circle of 13, became my family, my kin in the dance of shadows.
The cosmos itself whispered secrets of my destiny, revealing a path steeped in the essence of Vampirism. This revelation was not of the flesh but of the spirit, a connection to an ancient energy that thrives in the balance of give and take. My aura, a living entity, pulses with this ancient power, compelling me to solitude in the embrace of night, lest it entwine too closely with another's life force.
In the realm of numbers, 13 has chosen me as much as I have chosen it. My heart chakra vibrates at this frequency, a beacon of luck and transformation. Even the measure of my ring finger, a size 13, is a testament to the serendipitous alignment of my being with the universe's mysterious rhythms.
As I stand at the threshold of worlds, my journey is both an offering and a challenge to those who seek to peer beyond the veil. I am Vancora, a priestess, a scholar, and a guardian of the ancient ways.
I extend my hand to you, fellow traveler. Let us explore the unseen together, for the journey is far from over, and the night is full of wonders.
