Tag: The Mad Monk of Geylang
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The Mad Monk of Geylang Part 7
I grab my flashlight and my knife. I click the light on, filling the room with faint white light, and flick the blade open. The metal snap reverberates in the tiny flat. Lupin and Leonhard teleport into my room. Both of them are bleeding streams of multicolored light from a dozen wounds. ‘Are you guys…
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The Mad Monk of Geylang Part 6
I spend the following morning preparing for the inevitable. When I wake up, I meditate and run through a panoply of deep breathing and energy exercises, leaving my body warm and humming. I lay out candles and water at my altar, dedicating them to the Buddha. I restrict myself to nuts and granola for breakfast,…
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The Mad Monk of Geylang Part 5
Successful magic, as with all things, follows the KISS principle: Keep it Simple, Stupid. Forget complicated rituals, rare ingredients, hours-long chants and lengthy evocations of gods and spirits. Once you understand the principles of magic, complexity is a curse. I don’t usually dabble much with rituals myself. But a case like this requires extra…
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The Mad Monk of Geylang Part 4
Over the phone, Diana spends the next hour explaining her situation. Shortly after leaving her home, Somchai’s followers began bombarding her. They filled her inbox with messages, some honeyed, some vitriolic, calling her to return and receive the monk’s forgiveness, else she be damned for uncountable lifetimes. The senior members kept calling her, either telling…
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The Mad Monk of Geylang Part 3
I free my Benchmade from my pants and pop the blade open. ‘Leonhard, Lupin, what’s going on?’ I ask. The wolf materializes before me. ‘Intruders!’ A full-throated leonine roar fills my head. I burst out the bathroom, knife by my hip, and hit the lights. A wind chime lay by the window next to my…
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The Mad Monk of Geylang Part 2
‘You dare defy us?!’ the naga roars. I stride over to it and clear my throat. “Naga, your work is done here,” I say out loud. “You have delivered your message and you have fulfilled your duty. I bid you now to return to your home in peace.” The naga laughs, its sibilant voice filling…