TFTC: The Moons and the Black Orchids

Welcome travelers, come and join me by the fire, put your feet up, roll a smoke and get a drink, then I will tell you of the next episode of “TFTC: The Moons and the Black Orchids” brought to you by Zamnesia, your friends when looking for new things to try. Now that you are sitting comfortably, it is time to join our favorite twins in Ishka for another adventure, [)>=<(🌑)>===<(🌒)>===<(🌓)>===<(🌔)>===<(🌕)>===<(🌖)>===<(🌗)>===<(🌘)>===<(🌑)>=<(] As it turned out, there was a lot more searching than they thought possible, each drawer and cupboard in the Arch Priests room was in fact a well kept filing system of information on every one of the noble families. The system he used to catalog them was a cipher, without the key they were in no discernible order, so they searched. It grew apparent to the twins from what they read that he was using this information to blackmail families and maintain an iron grip on his congregation. After hours of silence Aclas broke the silence with an idea “what if we use this information to do good?”. “Maybe that was his idea in the beginning.” Atyl mused to her sister. “We are not the same as he was” she said with a glance to the stain where he had died. “No you are correct, maybe he was not the same as he was when he died.” Atyl probed. “Are you saying that we would become like him if we were to use these files? That is a little mean, also, there is so much information here that we could change things for the people, we could influence the families to good.” there was a fervor in her voice that indicated a genuine desire to do some good with what they had found. “We could try that, however, I have the feeling that this form of voyeurism is what corrupted him, doing shit things just makes you shit in the end, there is no escaping it.” Atyl said with a matter of fact tone. “That is a fair point. Do you really think that these files are so bad?” Aclas inquired. “I think the details on these files are so intimate and broad in nature, that the collecting of such information was a depraved act. My only worry is that no one should know of their existence, anyone with this information would be easily corrupted by the inherent power contained within them.” There was another silence, they continued searching until finally they found a single letter hidden in a small box, it had no name, but there was a broken seal, the seal of the Azkaz family, a bat flying over a crescent moon, the letter read. My dear friend, the time is almost here. The families that would oppose our plan are now so utterly under your coercion that they would not dare to stand against us. Thanks to your long standing attempts to dig up every piece of information regarding the nasty habits of our noble friends, we now have them fully cowed. Soon the white flies will be here with vengeance, they will come with fire and cleansing, they will usher in a new age of strength for our people, no longer will we hold up in the mountains scratching a meager existence, soon we will be basking in the light of the sun, enjoying the fruits the valley tribes have to offer in trade. The twins are a problem, soon we will need to be rid of them, either by your hand or by the hand of the white flies. If we can do this then it would ingratiate ourselves with the new regime, it would also show that we are still powerful, we are worthy of alliance rather than an attempt to subjugate. Until the glorious day, the third birth of the moon, at its zenith. Stay well, and see what you can do with those pesky idols of a long out of date belief. The time for the new horizon has come, let the sun rise, and with it we will also rise. “We finally have it” Aclas held the paper above her head in triumph. “Was that it?” Atyl questioned. “As far as I can see, yes. Finally we have…” Aclas was going to celebrate, until Atyl cut in. “What you have there is nonsense, lots of it makes no sense, also, we have no idea who wrote it. What we do have is a date and a possible place where it will happen.” “It is clearly referencing the white flies, which are most likely the secret warriors of the White Lilly Clan, it would also then be the valleys they live in as the one in the letter” She pressed. “Maybe, it is also possible that after the Arch Priest’s actions people would be willing to follow us in a coup, or it is just as likely that they would not. The instability of losing two religious leaders is one ordeal for the people to handle, but a full revolt against the stewards to the dark and empty throne in another thing, chaos would be the next step.” “What if we used the files, just this once, tell the nobles that this needs to happen and we will destroy the files once they cooperate.” Aclas presented a good plan, it made Atyl think for a while until the silence was once again broken by her letting out a deep sigh. “The families would resent us for the action, no one likes blackmail, they would see us as nothing more than a couple of power hungry youths willing to do anything to climb higher.” “So? Once it is done then we can worry about the implications after” Aclas pressed again. “Look around you, every family is here, imagine all of that resentment, using their own secrets to force them to do as we wish. They might not be able to kill us, but they would definitely use their power to drag us into the mud, they would have the world hating us by the end of the thirteenth lunar life.” “Then there is only one choice, we need to wait for whatever is going to happen.” “Yes sister, that was my conclusion as well. However, we are not powerless. The people love us, more now than ever, because we hold more sway than any single noble family among the clan.” “What does that mean?” Aclas inquired with a hint of confusion. “I have no idea, as you said, we have no clue what is going to happen, however to have this power behind us is a great strength for whatever will happen. So the twins burned all of the papers, all of the secret documents. They then waited to see what would happen. [)>=<(🌑)>===<(🌒)>===<(🌓)>===<(🌔)>===<(🌕)>===<(🌖)>===<(🌗)>===<(🌘)>===<(🌑)>=<(] Sorry to keep you so long with our tale tonight, I hope you have enjoyed this longer episode as we only have a few more to go. Thank you for joining us, on your travels we would recommend stopping by the great Zamnesia caravan, it has all you need to live a better, happier life. Until next time friends, enjoy the little things, take care of yourself and travel well. [)>=<(🌑)>===<(🌒)>===<(🌓)>===<(🌔)>===<(🌕)>===<(🌖)>===<(🌗)>===<(🌘)>===<(🌑)>=<(] 🔬🌱ZAMNESIA SEEDS - BLACK ORCHID🌱🔬 Parents - Gelato x OG Kush x Ruderalis Genetics - Indica-dominant Flowering Type - Autoflowering Flowering Time - 9-10 weeks from seed to harvest THC - 17% CBD - Low Height (Indoor) - 110cm Height (Outdoor) - 150cm Yield (Indoor) - 500-550 gr/m² Yield (Outdoor) - 50-100 gr/plant Sex - Feminized [)>=<(🌑)>===<(🌒)>===<(🌓)>===<(🌔)>===<(🌕)>===<(🌖)>===<(🌗)>===<(🌘)>===<(🌑)>=<(] Notes: As mentioned there are only a few more episodes, to be 100% honest there is not much to write. They are getting older. 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