Thought I Was Dead
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Thanks so much for joining us this season. We hope you enjoyed getting to know Owuo, the walking death, a little better. And come back soon for the exciting conclusion of the PRL Serials Volume 4! A decade of the best serial fiction has all been leading to this and you will not want to miss it. See you again soon!
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Tonight:
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All magic has a cost and for a wielder of Death Magic, the cost is in the name.
Death Magic: “Odomakama Owuo learned that Death Magic requires sacrifice, one that he does not have to pay. Owuo is the only being of the Fonlands and Prime 5 who wields Death Magic at no cost because he has given so much to Death that he bears the name and is its living embodiment.”
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Lêgba and Owuo enact their plan to preserve Deads’ Town. It sucks to have your head chopped off, even for the walking death.
Deads’ Town: “Indeed, friend, it is an intoxicating mix,” Legba said as they left Deads’ Town and emerged on the Disc of Xêvisoso, in his arbitration room where the Vodun met to discuss important matters. “Should I chop your head clean off? Holding it in my hands will be very dramatic.”
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I have to say, it was a delight to feature in this story. And I’ve since opened my mind more to explanations for things that are outside the bounds of what I previously considered possible.
Dialogues with the Witch: “I’m sorry,” Roy said. I could tell that while he was enjoying the conversation with the woman, he didn’t really believe a word she said. “But do you really believe all of this is real? I mean demons, weres, vampires, incidental witches? I don’t want to sound disrespectful, but while this is all very entertaining to listen to, I can’t believe that any of it is real. Not without seeing it for myself.”
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