Cherese Madison’s Reviews > Year One > Status Update

Her coming has been written, sung for told. One year ago today the fabric ripped the scales tipped when the blood of the damn defiled holy ground. So the purge followed and magic strikes back. You have nothing to fear from me.

My Moms birthday

“…the virus took out the noise, the mind-sets against, the numbers. More kindness, more tolerance. Balance.”

“I’m tired” Lana. “Then stop wasting energy on tears. Get up, get moving.””For what? To what?””For your life, for the world. To your destiny.””There is no world.””Am I here?Are you?One person can make a world & we’re two.There are more.You have power in you.””But I don’t want it.””Want doesn’t matter but what is. You hold the key.Follow the signs. Trust them.”

Katie gave birth & saved Jonah’s life. I cried.

“…the vaccines proved as ineffective as the fraudulent cures selling briskly on the internet.” Worldwide pandemic.

It has been named The Doom that is spread across the world. The beginning of the end, starting with Ross.

Great-granny Mrs. Frazier (said to be Fey) “The shield would be broken, the fabric torn, by the blood of the Tuatha de Danann. So now the end and the grid, the strife and the fear — the beginning and the light. I ne’er thought to live for it. It starts with you, child of ancients.” Said to Ross MacLeod. Foretelling The One whose wields the sword. War has no ending writ.