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Footprints
Footprints
Footprints
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Footprints

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The winding and weaving tale of the most powerful magician in all the lands, from his final days to his first steps into magic and back again.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherLee Isserow
Release dateDec 23, 2016
ISBN9781370482672
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Lee Isserow

Lee Isserow is an award-winning comedy writer and filmmaker, with over fifteen years spent trawling the back streets and dark alleys of the entertainment industry. He's pretty sure he has some traits of autism, because he's been constantly working and obscenely prolific for the entire duration, writing over a hundred screenplays, many of which he's adapting into forthcoming books, because very few people are willing to turn them into movies. For now. He lives in Liverpool, England because he accidentally bought a house there. He's not quite sure how that happened - but assumes part of that is because he used to drink a lot.

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    Footprints - Lee Isserow

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    To the world, The Shaman was close to death. His heartbeat had slowed to the point where any layman that might check it would be almost certain that his spirit had passed on. And to a degree, it was true. His consciousness was no longer confined to the shell he used to walk through the mundane world. His body lay in the unfurnished concrete block he called an apartment. He had no use for aesthetics, the 'comforts' of modern living. There was no want for furniture or electronics or art. All he required was a space, preferably quiet, with running water and window that faced the sunset.

    He lay with his back on the hard, bare floor. No desire for comfort. It was his self-assigned discipline, not part of the Magickal path. Coming from a strong belief deep within himself that he should be able to escape the confines of his body, and commune with his Spirit Guides wherever and whenever. Whether that be in his home or in a desert, a train or a prison cell, he had trained himself to escape the worldly bindings, even when not in the silence of his chosen space. At any point, anywhere, he could step into The Ethereal Forest

    As he was told

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