I'll never forget the time when I stared into the eyes of the dragon. 

I was in my childhood home. The house was cold, empty and lonely. I wandered around inside, bumped into a few half-forgotten memories, when in the living room I observed a creepy black mist gathering. 

That day, instead of facilitating an inner journey for a client, I was on a journey. 

From experience, I know that a black mist is...

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